Witch Special

"Nothing, but as a doctor, it's wrong not to understand the causes of the patient's illness." Yan Qing took out...

She took out a very thin scalpel and prepared to operate on her own hand.

"Wait, wait, Yan Miao, what are you going to do?" Lin Zhenxi felt that there was a huge deviation in her understanding of Yan Qing. She really didn't understand what other meaning Yan Qing's current behavior had besides self-harm.

Yan Qing doesn't look like the kind of yandere who would stab herself with a knife if she disagrees with someone. How could she do such a thing without batting an eyelid?

The cat girl doctor raised her head, a rational light shining through her emerald green pupils.

"Of course I'll remove it. Letting it parasitize is just giving it a breeding ground. I don't intend to become its carrier."

"But you don't have to smear it directly on yourself. Aren't you just asking for trouble?" Lin Zhenxi still couldn't accept Yan Qing's behavior of cutting herself.

"It's okay, I know my limits. But if you try to stop me again, things might get out of my control."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, she raised her hand and began to cut the skin on the back of her hand with a knife.

Since Yan Qing said so, Lin Zhenxi naturally couldn't stop her anymore. He could only watch her use the extremely sharp scalpel in her hand to cut her skin and easily peel off a whole piece of skin stained with black ash from the back of her hand.

Then she used a scalpel to lift up the piece of skin, and the back of her hand only began to bleed slightly, and there was no heavy bleeding as Lin Zhenxi thought.

"Look, there's no problem. When we get back to the resettlement center, we'll use the repair device to take a picture of it. It will be restored in about three minutes." Yan Qing turned over her hand and showed Lin Zhenxi the back of her hand where a piece of skin was missing.

Then she used that hand to take out another test tube from her pocket, put the piece of skin on the scalpel blade into the test tube, and held it in her hand.

Looking at Yan Qing, who could stab herself without batting an eyelid, Lin Zhenxi suddenly realized that behind her best friend's relaxed and lively daily life, there was another side of her that was that of a workplace elite.

Maybe Yan Qing is actually very strong in the field of medicine?

However, seeing the glaring red spot on the fair skin of Yan Qing's hand, Lin Zhenxi still felt pain for her. She wanted to do something to help Yan Qing, but her wand was not good at healing, and she was powerless even for such a minor injury.

She did have potions for treatment, but they were only effective on people with magic in their bodies. Muggles without magic taking potions rashly could lead to some serious consequences, and Lin Zhenxi was powerless to prevent the changes caused by the potions. So, she could only watch Yan Qing's hand ache, but she couldn't do anything to help her.

At most, I could give her some ice to cool her down. But Yan Qing didn't seem to feel any pain at the moment. If she started to feel pain after being treated with the ice, wouldn't that be more of a hindrance than a help?

So Lin Zhenxi could only force himself not to look at the back of Yan Qing's hand, but instead shift his attention to the source of the black fog outbreak, that is, those carbon black people.

Then, unexpectedly, they discovered that the black mist that had erupted earlier seemed to have paralyzed the medical robots. The unbalanced robots lay sprawled on the ground, and the carbon-black people who had been lying on stretchers were also thrown to the ground. However, the carbon-black coating on their bodies had faded, revealing their true appearance.

It turns out that the black layer was not caused by them being burned, but was just the result of being possessed by the black fog.

Lin Zhenxi's colleagues really cause trouble for others.

Lin Zhenxi had no way to treat Yan Qing's injury, but the medical robots damaged by the black fog were easy to deal with. With just a few repairs, these medical robots were restored to their original state and returned to normal.

Then Lin Zhenxi used the levitation spell to lift up his colleagues who were lying on the ground and placed them on the medical robot's stretcher.

"Yan Miao, don't delay any longer. Go back to the resettlement center and get your hand healed." The reason why Lin Zhenxi took action was that he wanted Yan Qing to go back for treatment as soon as possible.

However, Yan Qing shook her head and said, "It's not just me who has to go back. Maki, you have to come too."

"Ah?" Lin Zhenxi showed an expression of confusion.

"Until the impact of the black mist is determined, the entire teleportation hall will be sealed. Those of us who have shared a space with the black mist must be quarantined for observation until its impact is determined. So, Maki, your trip may be delayed."

"Ah, this..." Lin Zhenxi didn't expect that she still had her own things to do. She was planning to go to the Garden of Death.

However, Lin Zhenxi remembered that the invitation had a time written on it. The celebration lasted quite a while, so it seemed that even if she missed the opening ceremony, it wouldn't be a problem. Besides, Lin Zhenxi's main purpose for going to the Garden of the Dead was to find her great teacher, so whether she attended the celebration or not was actually irrelevant.

Yan Qing's arrangement was reasonable and even necessary. Although Lin Zhenxi felt that she had not had any contact with the black fog and should be fine, what if something happened?