The eccentric doctor never makes a misdiagnosis!

"After your battle with those monsters last night, I gave you some first aid and then carried you back to the clinic. By the way, I almost collapsed from exhaustion on the way."

"Given my condition at the time... how could you possibly cure me?"

“Oh, that involves trade secrets. If you, the patient, are willing to purchase additional medical packages later, I would be happy to explain it to you.” Si

What are you doing with your hands?

"Of course, I'll touch your beautiful serratus anterior and external oblique muscles... cough, and check the wound's healing progress while I'm at it. This is palpation, so please don't doubt my professionalism."

After speaking, Fran withdrew his hand subtly yet with a hint of lingering affection, then winked innocently at Haida, seemingly having no intention of resisting at all.

"Your surgery was very successful. Once the final treatment is completed, our doctor-patient relationship will be over. So please stop choking me, okay? Dear nun."

"Otherwise, I'll include the compensation for threatening the doctor in your consultation fee."

"……Feel sorry."

Haida slowly withdrew her hand.

In unfamiliar environments, she is accustomed to using the most efficient means to control the situation, which has become an instinct ingrained in her body.

Although the doctor in front of her was strange, she did not sense any hostility from her.

“Oh, dear nun, you’re too kind. You don’t need to apologize at all. If every patient were as polite and understanding as you, I would have far fewer problems.”

Fran's tone carried an almost formulaic intimacy, extremely businesslike, like a customer service representative waiting for a customer to pay.

"This is your medical bill. Please sign for it. Also, please fill out the follow-up treatment schedule. Thank you, it's very important to me."

"Ok."

Heda hesitated for a moment before accepting the bill from Fran.

She wasn't worried about not being able to pay the bill; she was just genuinely puzzled... why she was still alive.

As an experienced funeral maid, she knew exactly what her body was in at the time.

The organs, already on the verge of collapse, were further overdrawn by the excessive amount of adrenaline drugs, to the point that the organs began to fail before the drug's effects had even reached halfway point... In addition, there were dozens of penetrating wounds that went deep into the body.

Cardiac arrest, alveolar hemorrhage, ribs shattered and embedded in internal organs—even the most professional medical team of the Hunter Order would be helpless.

And this doctor in front of me... actually cured me?

With this question in mind, she looked at her medical bills.

[Medication cost: 50.10]

Bed fee: 5.04

Nursing fee: 40.00

【Handling fee: 1000.00】

[Surgery Fee: 50.00]

[Raw Material Costs: Second Heart (Transplant), Bone-Strengthening Organ (Artificial), Muscle-Strengthening Organ (Artificial), Blood Regeneration Organ (Transplant). Total: 10000.00]

[He has a nice physique that you can touch: -10000.00]

[Total: 1145.14. Unit: Norrington Silver. Bill from Fog Street Clinic. Attending Physician: Fran Hesser.]

"If you have no questions, just sign here. I specially chose an auspicious number for you, okay? There will be a free follow-up treatment afterwards, and we support invoicing and reimbursement, dear."

Fran handed over the pen, then put his hands together, smiled, and said lightly.

Haida's expression remained as resolute as ever, but her thoughts were becoming uncontrollably chaotic.

Why do you think I have no questions? Why are the bed fees and surgery fees reasonable, but the transportation fees are inexplicably expensive?

And what exactly did you do with all this organ transplantation...?

She touched her abdomen.

The gauze covering the wounds had been removed, revealing many faint stitches. The gruesome lacerations in the chest and abdominal cavities had all closed.

"I used our self-developed absorbable sutures, so there's no need to worry about suture removal. As for whether it will leave a scar... you can follow up on our subsequent skin care services."

Haida Yu○Han:≌⊥Lu6〃&≡ glanced at the soft white hospital gown she was wearing and asked:

"If I may ask, where are my clothes, Dr. Fran?"

"Hmm...it's here, let me look for it."

Fran took out a nun's robe and trench coat, which had been washed clean of bloodstains, from a clean little wooden cabinet.

She had carefully sewed up the cut left by the circular saw in the middle of the robe with leather armor, even using a continuous overlock stitching method.

"I sincerely apologize for damaging your clothing, but I will not be offering any additional discounts for this..."

"Ah."

Heda didn't care that Fran was there. She boldly and fiercely took off her hospital gown and then put on her corset and trench coat.

Finally, she checked the two wooden-handled folding knives at her waist, as well as the two large-caliber guns that were pure black.

Fran pursed his lips slightly, as if a drop of non-existent sweat had slid down his cheek.

"I can round it down for you, so I'll just take 1145 Norrington silver coins..."

"No need, the original price is fine."

As she spoke, she took out a platinum pendant and handed it to Fran. The front of the pendant had an eye-shaped prismatic emblem, and the back was engraved with "Hyda Moira".

"The Order of the Hunters will mail you the consultation fee in the next few days. At that time, you can have the postman bring the pendant back via the same route."

Heda found it hard to resist Fran's enthusiastic yet bizarre sales pitch, so she had to pay quickly.

"Thank you for your patronage. We look forward to your next visit."

Fran accepted the pendant and then bowed very naturally, offering his sincere blessings.

Although it seems a bit inappropriate for a doctor to say this.

Haida didn't pay in cash, which is quite normal, since no one would carry over a thousand silver coins on their person. Usually, a bank draft or check would suffice.

As one of the four major orthodox religions, the Hunters Order has always maintained a very good reputation and would not renege on its debts.

"However, Ms. Haida, your treatment is not yet over. Please choose a treatment plan as the final step."

As he spoke, Fran, maintaining a gentle and steady smile, handed her a piece of paper.

Option 1: Administer a customized biological agent (oral liquid) following the completed reconstructive surgeries (heart, bone, muscle, arteries). These newly implanted organs will integrate perfectly with the original body. Evaluation: No risk.

Option Two: Inject the gene serum codenamed "White Wind" into the spinal canal. You will gain an absurdly strong physique, proficiency in operating fourteen special weapons, and immunity to fall damage. Rating: Risk: High.

Option 3: Intraspinal injection of a gene-based agent codenamed "Ash." You will be fearless of death and will not lose your humanity in the face of death. However, your knees will become inflexible, as if struck by an arrow. Rating: High risk.

[Final Option: Let Dr. Fran treat you without regard for medical ethics; your potential will be limitless. Evaluation: I don't recommend this option; you'll likely die if you try it.]

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It's probably the style of Haida's abs.

While we'd love to share the full image, taking too many screenshots might result in the image being rejected due to its enormous size (likely referring to a large southern hemisphere).

Chapter Two: The Order of the Hunters

"In the end, we chose option one. The nun is quite a cautious guest. I'm starting to like her."

Fran watched as Haida, who had already taken the medicine and left, lowered his eyes, seemingly reluctant to let her go.

"To be a woman who can withstand four augmentation surgeries, to have impeccable physical strength, and to be a pure human being... If only every client were this high-quality."

She lay half-reclined on the velvet sofa in the clinic, sinking half her body into it, visibly relaxed.

"She didn't even haggle..."

Ms. Haida has recovered. Your routine monthly consultations are complete; completion rate: A. Your next monthly consultation will be randomly triggered next month.

[This consultation fee: Unknown Biotechnology Manual x1 (Common Quality, Unidentified)]

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"I've authenticated the biotechnology manual I just received."

[Your instruction received, please wait... The identification is complete.]

[General Knowledge of Spine Surgery (TerraHealth System)]

[Quality: Average]

[Effect: Unlocks related medical systems after reading. Resolution +3%]

[Note: "Do you want to summon noble, level 3 guards and deal massive true damage? Do you want to forge your own spine into a powerful monster for close protection? Do you want to stay young forever and never decay? Don't dream! This book is just general knowledge; at best, it can only cure your stiff neck!"]

"This note is so aggressive," Fran squinted, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Tsk. The first few sentences were so tempting... are you hoping to use the last sentence to break my defense?"

Breaking through its defenses is naturally impossible. Although it's an unidentified technology, its ordinary quality is what it is... so she can't have too high expectations.

Okay, let's finish reading this general knowledge book first.

After ten minutes, Fran said he had fully understood this general knowledge of spine science from the world of Terra.

Yes, I understand completely now.

[General Knowledge of Spine Surgery (TerraHealth System): Completed, resolution +3%.]

[This medical system has been unlocked. However, due to a lack of necessary skills and equipment, you can currently only grasp the relevant theory.]

"When I first got the data, I thought it was Holy Terra, but it's this... But it doesn't matter, as long as the resolution is improved."

She placed the booklet with great satisfaction into her already full bookshelf, marveling that she had added another item to her collection.

"Open the properties panel. Let me see how much resolution the nun's surgery added."

Your command has been received and will be executed shortly.

Fran Herschel

[Gender: Late Homo sapiens, female]

Age: Unknown

[Technical Mastery: Terran Medicine (3%), 40k Medicine (37.9%), Prosthetics (10.1%), Bio-prosthetics (30.5%), Xenopathic Medicine (27%), Modern Neuroscience (21%), Clinical Psychology (19%), Anatomy (79%), Genetic Research (27%), Soul Shaping (17.1%), Forbidden Alchemy (21%).]

Special Abilities:

【Dust and Impurities Removal (Proficient Level, Level: 81%): Creates a dust-free zone with a radius of 3 meters centered on the user. This zone will dispel micro-dust and bacteria, while emitting a soft glow to ensure there are no shadows within the area.】

talent:

[The Strange Doctor: Increased understanding speed of all biotechnology, 100% increase in resolution gained through physical modification, and 100% increase in resolution gained through dissection. You will be able to maintain absolute composure as a doctor forever.]

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偲“‘生物义体技术’之前的解析度是30％，也就是加了0.5％。而40k医学原来是36.9％，足足增加了1％……”

Fran stroked his chin, briefly calculating the level of understanding he gained from this house call.

Although 0.5% and 1% may not seem like much, they are actually quite alarming figures.

Fourth, if a certain resolution is increased to 100%, it means standing at the technological pinnacle of that world system, knowing everything without any omissions, including lost or discontinuous parts.

These technologies may have been accumulated over tens of thousands of years in some world, using countless massive life forms as experimental subjects...

"I hope Sister Heda will like this medical service. No, I have to add her to my list of premium clients and give her a 10% discount next time..."

It is extremely rare for a patient to be able to provide Fran with a total of 1.5% resolution in a single session.

The resolution given to her by most people is usually around three decimal places; even 0.01% is considered lucky. In most cases, she's not given any resolution at all…

After all, if an ordinary person were to undergo the modification surgery, their body would probably collapse in the first stage because it could not withstand the excessive blood pumping from the second heart.

"Sigh, even though that's the case, the clinic doesn't seem to have many repeat customers... I've never received a bad review."

Fran sighed softly, reclining on the velvet sofa, her legs swinging slightly. She held this position, kicking off her thick-soled leather shoes.

Her slender fingers, covered in stitches, slid down her calves and pulled off the pure black over-the-knee cotton socks. Afterward, she crumpled the two socks together and tossed them into the nearby laundry basket like a basketball shot.

A precise halftime three-pointer!

"I almost forgot that my legs were splattered with the evil offspring's blood when I went out to make house calls last night... Luckily, they were black cotton socks; if they were white, they would have been ruined."

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