Du Yuqi hesitated for a moment and said:

"Please call me... Pastor Xi."

"Priest Gay?" Sir Cotton repeated. Du Yuqi was stunned. In his heart, he was already cursing you for being a gay and your whole family was gay, but he was too lazy to pay attention to him and just nodded.

Then Sir Cotton said worriedly:

"We have many similar wounded here, all of whom were scratched by extremely ferocious beasts. We need you to treat them."

Du Yuqi smiled and said:

"Of course, no problem, but you seem to have forgotten one thing, something I made very clear before I came here. My treatment is not free, and it is very expensive! Now that I have saved one of your people, please pay first."

Sir Keton said anxiously:

"Money, women, or status, we can give you anything. Our organization is omnipotent. Why would we refuse to pay you?"

Du Yuqi said with a half-smile:

"Really? Then for every person I save, I want a brilliant epic soul."

When Du Yuqi said this, Sir Keton's face suddenly darkened, and the muscles on his face kept trembling. After a while, he said:

"Boy, do you know what happens to people who are too greedy?"

Du Yuqi chuckled and sat down on the recliner next to him to continue resting his eyes. At this time, someone hurried over and said in front of Sir Cotton:

"It seems that the ascetic can no longer hold on..."

Sir Cotton was surprised and said:

"How could it be possible that even a tough guy like Claude couldn't hold on? Didn't I feed him two bottles of alchemical healing potions?"

The man whispered:

"Because he was holding a huge shield, he charged in the front... As a result, he was injured the most seriously, and he was fighting Hannik head-on. He had four wounds on his body and the bleeding could not be stopped. It was really not easy for him to hold on until now."

Upon hearing the sad news, Sir Cotton took a deep breath, looked at Du Yuqi and said:

"Okay, I promise, go and save them!"

Du Yuqi stretched out his hand lazily:

"I'm sorry, my rule is to charge a fee for every person I save, and I don't accept credit."

Keton gritted his teeth, took out a brilliant epic soul, and slapped it on Du Yuqi's palm:

"Is this all right now?"

Du Yuqi laughed and said:

"Okay, take me to the wounded, and you guys prepare for the next brilliant epic soul."

Soon, Du Yuqi passed through a long corridor. There were many stretchers on the corridor. Most of the stretchers were soaked with blood. There was even flowing blood on the ground. Moans came one after another, but they were all very weak.

Du Yuqi then entered a room and saw that all the furnishings in the room had been removed. Only a few tables were put together, on which lay a deformed giant who had lost consciousness and was in a coma.

The giant's body was covered with heavy armor, and even his head was covered with a steel mask. It seemed that these protective gear were directly embedded in the body. A square gray heavy shield was forcibly embedded in his left hand, and his right hand was holding a broadsword, which he did not let go even when he was unconscious.

It can be seen that the giant had three or four very tragic wounds on his body, and blood kept gushing out, and it couldn't be stopped. The most tragic wound went all the way down from the bridge of the nose to the chest, with the skin and flesh rolled up, it was horrible to look at, obviously he had been through a brutal bloody battle!

After Du Yuqi walked up to check it out, he said straightforwardly:

"This person is beyond saving. Next one."

After hearing what Du Yuqi said, Keton immediately became furious:

"How can there be no hope? He is still breathing!"

Du Yuqi turned around and said calmly:

"Sir, I'm a doctor, not a god. Have you ever seen a doctor who pats his chest and says he can definitely cure a patient? If there is, he must be a liar. If a doctor can cure all patients, then there will be no deaths in this world, right? His injuries are too severe, at least I can't do anything about it."

"Damn it..." Kedun punched the wall next to him out of control, shaking the whole room. "Claude, you are a famous ascetic! How could you not stand it?"

"No!" Keton turned to Du Yuqi and yelled, "Save them right now and do your best, or I will kill you!"

After hearing this, Du Yuqi shrugged his shoulders. Knowing that this was not the time to argue, he went straight forward to perform the operation.

He used the surgical skills he had figured out to skillfully re-cut and suture the remaining wounds, and then used the hemostatic gelatin brought from Earth to stick the wounds together. Although there was a mysterious force at the wound that had been preventing healing, Du Yuqi's two-pronged approach successfully stopped the bleeding.

This was the first time that this group of people saw how Du Yuqi healed injuries, which naturally caused some whispers. Du Yuqi even heard the word "engineer", which made him feel quite puzzled.

Du Yuqi treated the first few wounds perfectly, but when it came to the longest and deepest wound, even after Du Yuqi had treated the wound, every few minutes he could see a sharp claw shadow passing above the wound, and then a strange cry was heard in the air, and then it disappeared!

As soon as the claw shadow appeared, the wound burst open and bled again! The medical gelatin that Du Yuqi had used to suture it was completely ineffective.

This was almost a curse. Du Yuqi stood up, looked at the person next to him and shrugged, indicating that he was powerless.

Facing this scene, Keton gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"Stubborn Hanik, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will tear you into pieces!"

After saying this, Cotton looked at the guy in front of him called Ascetic Claude, closed his eyes in pain, then suddenly waved his hand downwards, and said in a hoarse and tired voice:

"Since there is no hope of saving him, then let's call the engineers to start the recovery process. This will save more resources for his next revival."

At this time, a person next to him suddenly whispered to Keton:

"This priest is an outsider. Isn't it inappropriate to start the recycling process in front of him? What if the news gets out..."

Keton glanced at Du Yuqi who was calm and composed in the distance, sneered, and whispered:

"You took my epic soul and you want to leave? He needs a chance to spread the word, right?"

The deputy immediately nodded in understanding and waved to the side.

Soon, following Kedun's order, three people covered in black hooded robes came in one after another. It was impossible to tell whether they were men or women, or whether they had figures. They exuded a hint of coldness. After the three people came in, they surrounded the ascetic Claude on the stage, and then showed their right hands, which turned out to be an extremely sharp claw!

Next, the three "engineers" operated on Claude skillfully, first bleeding him, then cutting his limbs, and even digging out various organs in his body one by one, and putting them into the cold box next to him. Artificial products such as metal parts and plastic organs also appeared in Claude's body, which showed that he was indeed a clone.

Combined with what Cotton said before, it is obvious that the organs and blood taken out of Claude's body at this time are the so-called "resources" of this organization.

After witnessing this scene, Du Yuqi suddenly felt that the operating methods of these three engineers were indeed somewhat similar to his own. No wonder others were whispering around him before, thinking that they were engineers.

However, to put it bluntly, the behavior of these engineers is no different from that of butchers in a slaughterhouse, cutting up the clone's body and sorting out the organs and limbs. Du Yuqi sneered at this. This crude and simple behavior, without any technical content, is obviously fundamentally different from his brother's professional medical skills of saving lives and healing the wounded.

Next, Du Yuqi naturally continued to save people. After he demonstrated a completely different treatment method, which was very effective, he also gained the trust of the Violent Search Team. A large number of wounded were sent to him. Du Yuqi said that he was not afraid of hardship or fatigue, and the more the better. Anyway, for every person he saved, he would receive a brilliant epic soul. The capital was small and the profit was meager, so he would not owe any money.