The next morning, inside a hospital ward.
The sunlight was bright, and a gentle breeze stirred the white curtains. The air in the ward was fresh, without the distinctive smell of Lysol found in hospitals.
Su Xiao was reclining against the hospital bed. His right arm was wrapped in bandages, and even all five fingers were covered.
Bubu Wang was sprawled on the adjacent hospital bed, snoring away. He had guarded the door all night to prevent enemies from attacking while Su Xiao was weak.
Su Xiao moved his right arm. It had previously been severed at the upper arm, but after last night's surgery, it had been perfectly reattached without any problems.
The surgery had been performed by a middle-aged doctor. From the original story, Su Xiao recognized the man's identity. He was known as the Undying Healer, whose medical skills were astonishingly advanced. He could perform heart surgery under local anesthesia, so reattaching a severed arm was merely a minor operation to him.
Not only had Su Xiao's right arm been treated, but the wound on his chest had also been stitched closed. The Undying Healer's medical skills combined with Su Xiao's recovery ability had allowed the injury to heal almost completely. All that remained was to remove the stitches on the surface of the wound.
"The Undying Healer's medical skills are even more impressive than I imagined, but he's also more dangerous than I imagined."
That was right. After coming into contact with the Undying Healer, Su Xiao vaguely sensed that the man was dangerous. Although he appeared to be merely a middle-aged doctor, that was not his true nature.
Many years ago, Aleister had been gravely wounded and buried alive by people from the Magic Side. The doctor who saved him had been the Undying Healer.