The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"Come on, everyone who has recovered from their illness! Please go to the door and get your dose. It's right there with the little girl in the white hat!"

Sitian sat leisurely in a comfortable chair in the room, crossed his legs in his signature pose, tightly holding an object that looked like a trumpet in his hand, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"This little gadget Yu Ge made is really good. With it, I no longer have to cut my wrists to scare these guys like before."

Mabel, standing nearby, had a worried look on her face. She cast her gaze towards the girl sitting by the door and said softly, "It's only Xiao Kui'er's first day, and you've already asked her to take on such a troublesome task. I'm afraid that's not a good idea. Our academy is currently in the midst of a hunting season, so there will be more visitors than usual. And you've even arranged for everyone who comes to see the doctor to visit Xiao Kui'er."

If Senior Stefan had not come back, with his status and voice in the clinic, he might have been able to say a few words for Xiao Kui'er and relieve some of the burden.

But now that he was back, his words carried little weight in comparison.

"What she lacks isn't ability, but proficiency. Let everyone go over there and practice. It can also improve her weak and introverted personality, isn't that great? I don't have to listen to all that idiot chatter."

"But I'm not sure if Xiao Kui'er can handle it. After all, some of our students are quite... well, stubborn."

"From what I can see, those guys are just teasing her at most, they won't deliberately embarrass her. Who wouldn't like to tease a new girl?"

Sitian leaned back in his chair, tilted his head slightly, and glanced sideways at Theresa outside the door, who was gesticulating and trying to explain something because of the language barrier.

Dear brothers and sisters!

With only four words, I really don’t know how to respond to some of the questions you raised!

Who can clearly know whether a person who has been healed by light will be burned by the light and leave certain sequelae.

After the treatment, how should we reasonably match some specific medicinal materials to achieve the purpose of health preservation?

I have never even heard of those strange herbs that you mentioned.

And there were so many people, some of whom just came to join in the fun and ask questions.

"Oh, look at this pitiful appearance, he is almost crying."

Sitian shook his head helplessly. No matter what, this little guy was still his employee after all.

As the boss, you still have to step in to protect her dignity at critical moments.

"Sister, listen to my advice. Don't work here anymore. Not only do you work yourself to death every day, but you don't earn much money. How about this? Just come with me. I'll support you from now on! I promise to keep you well fed and well fed!"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Theresa’s face.

"What's the problem with working for me?"

Stefan rushed forward, stretched out his powerful palm, firmly pinned down the guy who tried to harass Theresa, and pushed him hard against the table.

There was a loud thud, which startled Theresa.

"I specially arranged her to work here, not for you idiots to use for entertainment! But I hope that through her service, I can soothe your hearts that are suffering and painful due to injuries! Do you understand?" Steyan shouted loudly.

"Oh...Brother, I just wanted to tease her. It was just a joke."

The man was pinned to the table and could not move, so he could only beg for mercy.

"Oh? Just teasing her is that simple? Well, if one day you're struggling on the brink of life and death, can I watch you suffer and tease you to cheer you up?"

Stylan paused, then shouted, "Sunflower, slap him hard a few times so he'll learn his lesson!"

"Eh? Not good."

Is it really right to slap your own patients?

"Ok?"

Stian's stabbing eyes shot towards Theresa like a sharp sword.

Under that fierce gaze, Theresa had no choice but to do as she was told.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed in the air, but the force seemed too small.

"The force is too weak, not enough!"

"Clap!"

"Your expression isn't fierce enough! Keep going!"

"Clap clap clap!"

The sound of whipping continued to ring out.

"No, why do I feel like you're teasing me when you hit someone?"

My hand hurts from fanning myself, but does this really help me vent my anger?

This continued until Theresa's palms turned red and the man's face was beaten numbly.

Only then did Sitian let go of his head, and the man slowly slid to the ground.

"Hey, look at you now. Haven't you realized the mistake you made? Who was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her just now?"

As his voice rang out, the crowd that had gathered together seemed to suddenly realize the seriousness of the matter, and then fled in all directions like headless flies.

But it was too late.

Steyan slowly stretched out his arms, and they began to change at an astonishing speed that could be clearly seen with the naked eye.

First, the skin gradually became rough, then fine scales grew out, and finally it turned into two thick and ferocious... python tails!

what is happening?

Cellular recombination ability?

Those onlookers had no time to escape from Steyan's control. They saw the two huge snake tails attack as fast as lightning, easily wrapping up all the fleeing people and dragging them back to their original places effortlessly, and finally packing them up and throwing them all in front of Theresa.

"Slap me hard one after another! Otherwise, there will be no lunch."

what! ?

......

"So...is this why you came back today and studied so attentively?"

Xuelian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of her with suspicion.

Theresa sat quietly in the chair, concentrating on her studies, instead of holding a paintbrush and immersing herself in the world of painting as she did in the past.

"Have no idea."

Theresa reluctantly responded to Xuelian, then tightly hugged the notebook written by Clover in her hand, which even a fool could understand, and continued to study it meticulously.

"That's good. Steyan's approach can at least change your soft personality."

"What?"

"Let's talk about it after you finish studying. I don't want to disturb you. All I can say is that you are a good person."