There wasn't a single ounce of flesh or blood on the outstretched arm; the skin looked as if it were painted on the bone.
His entire arm was like a withered tree branch, ready to break at any moment.
Aina paused for a moment, her gaze falling on the dirty sphere.
"This is the Body Burning Pill, which can temporarily enhance a martial artist's strength, relying on its potent medicinal properties."
The doctor explained, "Giving it to him might have an effect."
Aina struggled to look away: "How can I have it?"
"Very smart."
The doctor withdrew his arm and said slowly, "You've transferred all your money to me. Now, what do you think you have left?"
Her graceful figure trembled, and Aina involuntarily took a half step back.
People often say that a beautiful appearance is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million.
The doctor scoffed, "But once you lose your physical body, who will care whether your soul is interesting?"
"Good-looking, beautiful, sexy, etc., these are all words to describe your figure."
The doctor asked, "But do you know what you are in my eyes right now?"
Aina was hesitant to look at the doctor, as it seemed that what he wanted was not her body.
"Meat."
The doctor's hoarse voice rang out: "They're just pieces of flesh, so why do they become beautiful and sexy simply by being put together?"
Aina clearly couldn't answer her question.
"Meat should look like meat."
The doctor slowly tossed out a dagger: "What do you think?"
Aina looked at the dagger with difficulty, her voice trembling, "What... what do you mean by this?"
"Nizi, this is the Street of Evil. What do you think I should do?"
The doctor scoffed, "Want your body? That's too superficial."
"The street of evil is called the street of evil because it is inhabited by demons."
"We do not pursue power or beauty, nor do we succumb to winning or losing. What we are loyal to is evil and despair!"
The doctor suddenly ripped off the black cloth covering his body, revealing the withered body beneath, which seemed devoid of any flesh or blood.
The protruding spine was clearly visible on his hunched back.
The face, devoid of flesh and blood, resembled a skeleton, but the addition of eyeballs made it all the more gruesome.
Aina's pupils dilated, and her figure, sitting on the ground, kept retreating, clearly not understanding how she could still be alive!
"hehe."
The doctor touched his cheek with his slender, bamboo-like fingers, revealing a hint of intoxication: "Once, I was just like you, with an enviable body and a face full of charm."
"But that person, that person!"
The doctor's voice turned resentful and hoarse: "She took my body away, she took away what I was most proud of!"
"I, who used to be so irresistible to men, have become what I am today!"
"Just to watch me fall into despair!"
"To amuse her!"
She screamed madly, and her stroking movements became increasingly frantic, revealing the scarlet bones beneath her skin.
"Meat! It's just a pile of meat!"
The doctor paused, staring intently at Aina in front of him: "Now, it's your turn to make fun of me!"
Aina suddenly understood why the person who had given her the doctor's position had said those things.
Clearly, he was well aware of what he would have to pay to see this doctor.
But will she pick up the dagger?
Qin Sheng thought it was probably true.
Their arrival at the Street of Evil was a deliberate arrangement; when the king was crowned, he only left this one road for Beck.
It was also Qin Sheng who arranged for Anna to find a doctor.
Since he planned to take their relationship to the next level here, Qin Sheng had naturally investigated the situation in Evil Street.
Several were selected as catalysts for the relationship between the two.
And this doctor was the first one.
The person Qin Sheng had Green arrange for Aina to give her directions was the one he had asked Green to send.
However, Qin Sheng didn't intend to let Aina really scrape off all his flesh and blood. Regardless of whether she lived or died, he felt that Beck and she had no chance.
Perhaps Aina will become the second doctor in the Evil Street.
It's still because Baker and Aina's relationship isn't strong enough; at this stage, a good-looking appearance is still essential.
As for whether Anna would pick up the dagger, after observing for several days, Qin Sheng felt that Anna would definitely pick up the dagger.
But it's highly unlikely that he would actually transform himself into something neither human nor ghost, like the doctor did.
If they get a few cuts, they probably won't be able to stand it.
Qin Sheng also needed Aina to slightly damage his face so that it would have an effect after Baker woke up.
There are people watching outside all the time; we should enter when the time is right.
Looking at the screen, Aina also moved at this moment.
"Would you give it to him?" Aina asked, her head bowed, her expression unreadable.
"Yes." The doctor smiled, though he had no teeth. "My reputation is pretty good in Evil Street. You can ask around if you're not in a hurry."
"But it's uncertain whether your boyfriend can handle it."
Aina gritted her teeth: "Reputation? Talking about this in the Street of Evil, don't you find it ridiculous?"
"Son, you're adapting quickly." The doctor paused, then said jokingly, "But do you have any other choice? Or are you going to have surgery?"
"Do you think I'm lucky to have survived until now in this body?"
Aina shook her head and reached for the dagger.
"I don't trust your credibility, but I trust your wickedness."
Aina said self-deprecatingly, "You will save him, even if I die you will save him."
"It's not for reputation, but to make him open his eyes and see what I've become to save him."
"You might even save my life, to see if he recognizes me when he opens his eyes, or if he will abandon me."
Am I right?
The doctor remarked, "You're perfect for Evil Street, aren't you? I'll protect you, and I'll wake him up, because it's really interesting, isn't it?"
Aina didn't answer immediately, staring at her reflection in the smooth dagger.
Perhaps this is the last time she will see her own face clearly.
“There’s something I forgot to correct you on,” Aina suddenly said.
"What?"
"Actually, he's not my boyfriend at all."
As soon as she finished speaking, to the doctor's astonishment, Aina suddenly drew a bloody scar across her face, running from her chin to below her eye.
Perhaps it's pain, perhaps it's regret, or perhaps something else entirely.
Tears streamed down Aina's face.
"Not only that, but in his eyes, I was just a stranger he had known for a few days."
As Aina spoke, the dagger slowly sliced across her forehead, causing her to break out in a cold sweat. The pain as it entered the wound intensified.
The doctor looked bewildered: "What are you doing?"
With the dagger pressed against her left forehead, Aina took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The next cut would be a wound that would span her entire face.
She also provided answers to the doctor's questions.
"Protect him, as always."
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