When he heard that treatment had to be paid for, the doctor wondered if the tone of life in this world was too different from his original world. Why was the friendship between teammates so cold? Why did they have to pay even though they had reached an agreement?
Well, after all, I was the one who lied to others in the first place. If they must pay for the treatment, then just consider it as part of the compensation.
So Wang nodded and agreed reluctantly.
Cheng Shi was finally happy now, but he couldn't be happy the next second because he finally remembered that he was not a priest now, and a "thief from another day" could not heal his teammates.
Seeing that Cheng Shi didn't move for a long time, the doctor's face gradually darkened.
"What do you want?"
"......"
Cheng Shi was a little embarrassed, but luckily he was thick-skinned enough. After a dry laugh, he took out a bottle of Past Prosperity from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang's hand.
Although it is a bit painful, this is the best way to show your sincerity.
Wang frowned as he looked at the bottle of potion, puzzled, "My injuries are far from wasting this potion. Besides, isn't healing more economical than this potion? Fate Weaver, what are you coveting?"
"......"
That’s bad. Once the truth is mixed with prejudice, it is no longer the truth.
Cheng Shi curled his lips and did not respond. Instead, he sighed and complained in his heart:
Doctor, doctor, don't think so greedily of everyone.
I don’t want to be cured, but I can’t be cured!
How can an assassin have healing skills?
Also, do you think these tentacles don’t hit you because you are good-looking?
wrong!
It's me!
It's all because of me!
If I hadn't worked so hard to deduce and constantly rewrite the current situation to be the most favorable to you and me, do you think we would have run so smoothly?
In those hundreds of future scenes, I don't know how many times the Doctor and the Joker were seriously injured. It's all thanks to me that you had the opportunity to bargain with me. Not only are you not grateful, but you even dared to play tricks on me!
Do you think you are [stupid]?
Damn it.
But there was nothing he could do. If he wanted to find out the purpose of 0221, he really needed the help of the doctor in the current situation. So Cheng Shi stopped complaining and restrained his expression. He slowly retracted the Thorn Weeping Ritual, which was fastened on his forearm and sucked his blood like a bone snake, into his sleeve and began to deduce meticulously again.
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