Nuibari

Lin Fan's tolerance was quite high.

But he could still withstand not being able to cast magic.

If this were during a mission, then so be it.

But it wasn't.

Lin Fan felt like crying but had no tears. He opened his mouth, and something poured in.

The taste was overwhelming, suffocating!

The situation instantly changed because of Lin Fan.

Dr. Zhang and the tattooed man stopped fighting, and the shrewish woman also dodged back.

As for the onlookers, they were all thoroughly covered and retreated.

However, some were brain-dead, recording and posting to social media platforms for any trivial matter.

A woman was recording with her phone.

"Hey everyone, who can relate? My best friend was pregnant, and her husband brought me to see her. During that time, we encountered something like this. I was truly disgusted!"

Lin Fan was utterly devastated by his current state.

He couldn't stand it either.

He directly roared at the onlookers, "Get lost, get out!"

"Blegh..."

As Lin Fan roared, his tongue touched something again.

It was so disgusting it made his scalp tingle.

"Friend, don't be so angry. Let's see what happened. It wasn't us who did it!"

"Yeah, you shouldn't be yelling at us, you should be yelling at that guy with the bucket, that scumbag!"

Lin Fan was furious, and he decided to go all out.

If these people wanted to watch him make a fool of himself, they wouldn't have an easy time either!

Lin Fan grabbed a handful and flung it directly at them!

At this, the onlookers were thrown into chaos.

"Ah, what the f—, I swear!"

"It's on your face, blegh..."

"It's in your hair too..."

The scene was truly chaotic. The onlookers scattered, no one daring to linger.

The two people causing the disturbance also took advantage of the chaos and quickly ran away.

They didn't even bother with the bucket!

Lin Fan's anger subsided.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

If the Border Wolf King were splashed with Oli Gei, he would be laughed to death!

Dr. Zhang had also intended to run.

With things like this, what was the point of treating him anymore!

"Doctor, the stitches aren't done yet!" Lin Fan reminded him.

Looking at Lin Fan, whose face was now indistinguishable, the doctor shivered.

But he really couldn't just run away.

"You... you should go rinse yourself off first. There's a bathroom inside."

"Make sure to rinse the wound area thoroughly, or it will get severely infected."

Lin Fan had no choice but to go.

The other person was a doctor, not a nurse, so he had no obligation to help!

Fortunately, the anesthetic hadn't even begun to wear off for his body.

Lin Fan pulled over a chair and supported himself, shuffling towards the inner room.

Rinsing was simple: just pouring bucket after bucket of water over his head.

Although the external filth was washed away, the smell remained.

After changing into a patient gown, he figured he could only endure it for now, get the wound stitched, and then deal with everything properly.

Lin Fan also moved to a different location.

The previous spot was no longer tenable.

Fortunately, Dr. Zhang still had some medical ethics. He disinfected the wound and then began stitching again.

Shen Wuxiao also returned at the opportune moment.

He was carrying a bowl of mixed grain porridge, piping hot!

When he had asked someone to buy it, he had specifically instructed them to cook it until it was mushy.

With some added ingredients, the entire bowl looked like… well, shit.

"Brother Lin Fan, why did you move over here?" Shen Wuxiao feigned surprise.

Lin Fan felt too embarrassed to explain and could only offer a vague reply, "Something happened over there just now, so I moved."

Shen Wuxiao chuckled inwardly, deliberately not pressing further.

Instead, he walked closer, opened the porridge container, and then asked the doctor, "Doctor, can my brother eat this porridge after he's done being bandaged?"

As he spoke, Shen Wuxiao glanced at the doctor.

The doctor paused his suturing.

Just a glance was enough to make him feel incredibly nauseous.

He had been holding it in earlier, but now it felt like a dam had broken, especially with the smell Lin Fan was emitting.

He instinctively raised his hand, intending to push the porridge away.

But Shen Wuxiao seized the opportunity and suddenly let go.

It looked as if the doctor had knocked it over while trying to push it away.

The entire bowl of scalding porridge landed directly on Lin Fan's wound, which was about to be sutured!

"Ah!!"

Lin Fan cried out in pain.

This time, it truly hurt immensely.

He even jumped.

The anesthetic had worn off during the re-stitching.

Lin Fan hadn't planned to say anything, fearing another complication, as he could handle this much pain.

But who could have imagined that a bowl of porridge would end up on his wound again!

It was incredibly hot!

"Ding, Player has artificially plundered the Destiny Protagonist's luck, a three-hit combo of harm, points +30000."

Upon hearing the notification, Shen Wuxiao was overjoyed, but he maintained a facade of concern.

"Damn it, Doctor, quick, quick, what do we do, what do we do!"

Doctor Zhang was also quite startled.

He had intended to ask the other person to move it aside; he never expected it to be knocked over.

He bore some responsibility for this!

So, the doctor quickly grabbed a cloth and began to scoop the porridge off.

In the medical room, the three of them stared at each other, looking at the reddened, scalded wound.

"Doctor, what do you say?" Shen Wuxiao spoke first.

Lin Fan also looked helpless, on the verge of tears.

Doctor Zhang was extremely awkward. He looked at Lin Fan, "Mr. Lin, this... this will have to be cleaned and disinfected again."

"All the stitches will need to be removed, disinfected, and then re-stitched."

Lin Fan felt like crying but had no tears.

He was breaking down, truly breaking down!

Why were there so many complications? It was supposed to be a simple bullet removal and wound stitching, why did it become so complicated!

But since it had come to this, what else could be done!

"Take them out!" Lin Fan pointed, then turned his head away.

His temper was truly remarkably good.

Anyone else in this situation would have been cursing to the heavens by now.

Shen Wuxiao also said, "This is my fault. I shouldn't have asked irrelevant questions while the doctor was busy."

"Otherwise, this accident wouldn't have happened!"

"Don't say that. Accidents happen. I'm very understanding!" Lin Fan replied with a smile.

Inwardly, however, he felt immense bitterness.

But he truly felt too embarrassed to blame Shen Wuxiao.

This time, Shen Wuxiao sat far away.

He simply let the doctor proceed.

The scene quieted down.

Shen Wuxiao played with his phone, acting as if nothing was wrong.

But he asked the System, "System, didn't I awaken my abilities? The fire control, Lightning Manipulation Technique, and temporal field stasis!"

"Yes, Host!"

"Then if I freeze time, can I go up and stab Lin Fan a couple of times!"

"Theoretically, it's not a problem, but once the target is attacked, the stasis will be released, unless you don't want to play along anymore and want to drop the pretense."

"Then forget it. I didn't quite understand it before. I thought it was the kind that didn't have consciousness!"

"But it's still useful. At the very least, when you want to heavily injure or kill someone, it's like a bug."

"Yes, Host. However, if you want to trick the Destiny Protagonist, you can choose the Lightning Manipulation ability."

"The core of the Lightning Manipulation Technique is to control lightning, and the electricity in wires is naturally included. You can increase the load, causing appliances to overload and malfunction!"

"Look, there's a shadowless lamp hanging above Lin Fan's head, and a heart rate monitor beside him. Both are powered."

Shen Wuxiao almost burst out laughing. "Oh ho, you sly dog!"

"Likewise. Shall I formulate a mission?"

"Okay, just give me one mission: make Lin Fan get stitches again!"

"Ding, formulating..."

"Mission Issued: Make Lin Fan get stitches again. Mission complete: +8000 points. Mission failed: No penalty!"