Came with High Spirits, Left in Disappointment

Upon hearing Crocus's admission of his identity, everyone around him gasped. Although his role as the Ship Doctor wasn't as legendary as Dark King Rayleigh's, no one on the Pirate Kings's ship dared to underestimate him. After all, even the two apprentices on the Pirate Kings's ship later became a Four Emperors) and a Shichibukai, ahem).

"However, young man, you look energetic and full of life, with vitality as strong as Sea Kings. You don't seem like someone who came to me for treatment." Crocus looked Roy up and down before speaking slowly.

"My injuries are not superficial; they are mainly chronic, accumulated injuries."

Crocus frowned upon hearing this. "An internal injury? That's a bit troublesome. Wait here, I'll give you a full body checkup."

After saying Crocus ran into the lighthouse and took out a bunch of instruments, which he then haphazardly groped Roy's body. To be honest, it was not a pleasant feeling to be groped all over by an old man. If Roy hadn't been so composed, his calm and collected expression would have crumbled long ago.

After examining him, Crocus stared at Roy with the look of someone looking at a monster, making Roy feel very uncomfortable before finally speaking, "To be honest, I have never seen a person with so many hidden injuries in their body, and I have never thought that someone with so many hidden injuries could still be alive and well until now. I have to say, your existence is a miracle in itself."

Crocus felt a chill run down his spine. Just from these hidden injuries, he knew that the seemingly harmless boy in front of him was definitely a ruthless and vicious person. He was ruthless not only to others but also to himself. This kind of person was not easy to deal with. If he was not careful today, he might die here.

However, after thinking it over, he still adhered to his medical ethics and told the truth, "I'm sorry, I can't treat your hidden injury."

"Old man, are you looking for death?" Patch instantly swelled into a giant and roared rudely.

"You're the Ship Doctor on the Pirate Kings's ship, can't you even treat this little injury?" Jin pointed his sniper rifle directly at Crocus's head.

Seeing that his words had turned the other person into a monster, Crocus smiled bitterly while also being secretly alarmed. It seemed that Roy held a very high position in their hearts.

"Don't imagine me to be some kind of god. I'm just an ordinary Ship Doctor. Besides, medicine is a vast and profound field. No one can be omniscient or omnipotent. Just like cultivation, even Whitebeard wouldn't dare say that he could reach the pinnacle in every aspect. I'm just an expert in treating physical ailments. Roger invited me to his ship because he was suffering from a strange disease, so I really can't do anything about your hidden injury."

Crocus said resignedly. As the Ship Doctor on the Pirate Kings's ship, he naturally couldn't be without any strength, but after all, he wasn't a dedicated combatant. Moreover, from the examination just now, he could tell that the boy in front of him was definitely a monster-level powerhouse, far beyond what an old man like him could handle.

If Roy really wanted to take his anger out on him, he would be completely powerless to fight back; it's just a pity for Laboon.

"Put away your weapons. I'm not going to take my anger out on unrelated people over something like this," Roy said, shaking his head. Although he was a little disappointed, Crocus was right. No one can be perfect, and there are plenty of famous doctors in Pirate Kings, so there's no need to worry too much.

Crocus breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also a little embarrassed. Although he had been hiding his identity, he was still proud of it. Now, his first attempt after being recognized had failed miserably, and he was losing face.

In addition, since Roy had helped him to some extent, it would be unreasonable to do nothing. So Crocus coughed a few times and said, "Well, young man, I feel very bad for not being able to help you. How about this, I will give the medical knowledge I have compiled over the decades to the ship's Ship Doctor. Maybe she can find a way to treat your hidden injuries after integrating it."

Roy's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected the old man to be so understanding. Now it was Roy's turn to feel bad. "Senior, I can't accept a gift without having done anything right. Your gift is too much."

"Haha, these are nothing. If no one inherits my medical skills, they will just go to my grave with me in a few decades. It would be a good thing if they could be spread to benefit the world. However, if I may ask, young brother, how did you calm Laboon down?"

Seeing Crocus staring intently at him, Roy thought of a legend about the Pirate King Roger and said in a pretentious tone, "It's probably because I can Listen to the Voice of All Things."

"What?" Crocus exclaimed excitedly, then his eyes darted around as he muttered to himself, "Listen to the Voice of All Things, Roger, could it be that the one you've been waiting for, the one who can inherit your will, is him?"

"Young man, when you have enough ability, perhaps you could consider traveling along Roger's original route. You might discover something interesting," Crocus said, looking at Roy with a meaningful gaze.

"The Pirate Kings's route? It seems we've obtained valuable intelligence," Roy mused to himself.

"Forget it, it's too early to talk about that now." Crocus shook his head, then looked at Roy with hopeful eyes. "If it's that ability, could it stop Laboon from crashing into the Red Line?"

"I'm powerless. All I can do is express my goodwill and convey my thoughts to it, but it already knows all of this, doesn't it?"

Crocus could only smile wryly. As the saying goes, time is the best medicine to cure diseases, but Laboon is a whale that values emotions to the point of being stubborn. Fifty years have not only failed to make him forget the promise, but have also made the bond even more deeply rooted.

"However, I can make it recover quickly when it hits the Red Line. Otherwise, constantly injecting sedatives is not a good thing."

Hearing Roy say this, Crocus nodded awkwardly. As a doctor, he naturally knew that sedatives were not a good thing. Although it was the lesser of two evils, compared to Laboon's huge body, the harm of sedatives was almost negligible. However, over the years, it would definitely still have some impact on Laboon.

"Then I'll leave it to you, sir."

Roy didn't refuse. All he needed to do was set up a dream seal for Laboon. When Labu violently crashed into the Red Line, the seal would be triggered, and Labu would fall into a sweet dream. After waking up, Labu would naturally be able to calm down for a while.

As for copying someone else's idea of making some kind of agreement with Laboon, Roy said he'd better not, he had no interest in that.