"He'll agree. You don't need to worry about this..."
A'Fu glanced at Luo Chen and sneered.
Naturally, Luo Chen would never agree to something so utterly disgusting.
But that was fine. A'Fu had plenty of ways to deal with Luo Chen and make him agree whether he wanted to or not.
Since his boss had given the order, he would naturally handle this matter with the utmost care.
After all, Luo Chen was merely an ordinary person without the slightest cultivation. He would be easy enough to deal with.
If he could not even handle such a trivial matter, then all his years on the streets would have been for nothing.
"Fine..."
The doctor shrugged and said nothing more.
After exchanging glances with the other two doctors, they began making arrangements and carrying out preoperative preparations once the Vermillion Bird Pavilion lackeys had prepared all the necessary surgical equipment.
Hemorrhoid surgery was neither particularly major nor particularly minor, but local anesthesia was still necessary.
Moreover, this surgery was exceptionally special, so the doctors prepared a great deal of saline solution and medical alcohol for Luo Chen to rinse his mouth with.
After all, there was a risk of infection if they were not careful under these circumstances. They had to treat it cautiously.
Once all three doctors had finished their preparations, one lackey volunteered to climb onto the operating table first, wearing an expression as though he were bravely marching to his death, solemn and resolute.
The three doctors put on their gloves and began what was destined to be an extraordinarily long surgical journey.
Seeing this, A'Fu gave a sinister grin, rubbed his hands together, and walked over to Luo Chen.
"Y-you... what are you going to do?!"
Luo Chen had been forced into a corner with nowhere left