The adventurer is coming Chapter 504
The scalpel sliced open the blackened skin.
Dr. Azma's movements are smooth and elegant, as if playing an exquisite piece of music.
"I don't like fire."
The doctor whispered softly, and his voice echoed in the empty secret room with a strange rhythm.
"It's too violent and rude, and it always destroys the originally perfect texture. You see, the meridians here have been carbonized. It's really a disaster."
The blade slowly advanced along the edge of the burn, peeling off the necrotic tissue layer by layer. Each cut was extremely precise, as if he could see through every blood vessel and nerve under the skin.
The dark red Crystallization smeared on the blade emitted a strange light. Wherever it passed, the originally charred wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The new skin is paler than before, and the texture has become a little different, as if it has been reshaped by some force.
"Did you know?"
While the doctor was operating, he said to himself, "The human body is the most sophisticated work of art in the world. Every muscle and every bone has its own meaning."
His fingers penetrated into the wound and pressed a certain part.
The patient's body arched up suddenly, and a vague groan came from his throat.
"Shh...
The doctor calmed the patient softly, "The most difficult part... is almost over."
He picked up another bottle of potion. The amber liquid had a strange luster under the light.
"Ruiwen, hand me the tweezers."
As soon as he finished speaking, the doctor was stunned for a moment.
He turned his head and glanced around the empty operating room.
"Oh, by the way. She's not here."
At this moment, the large wardrobe in the corner shook slightly.
The amplitude is so small that it is almost imperceptible.
In the darkness, two bodies were undergoing "surgery" on another level.
The doctor's eyes lingered on the wardrobe for a moment.
Then he pushed up his glasses, turned back, and continued the operation.
The doctor's movements became more and more skillful, and the instruments in his hands rose and fell on the wound surface, as if playing an increasingly passionate symphony.
Those dark red Crystallization were embedded little by little into the patient's flesh and blood. With each piece embedded, the patient's body would tremble unconsciously.
"Good boy..."
"Accept it... let it become a part of you..."
His fingers pressed back and forth on the edge of the wound, with a force that was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, with a clear rhythm.
Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, soaking the fabric under the operating table.
"Hold on a little longer, this is the most critical step."
"We need to open this blocked circuit."
He picked up a thin silver tube and slowly inserted it into a certain location on the patient's body.
Then, push hard to inject the essence of the medicinal liquid into the patient's body.
The patient's back arched suddenly, his limbs trembled violently, and a suppressed hissing came from his throat.
The touch that goes straight to the core is transmitted along the metal instrument to the doctor's fingertips, and the muscles contract desperately, greedily absorbing
Potion Essence.
He showed a satisfied smile, and turned his wrist slightly, stirring the flesh and blood deep inside, guiding the new energy to surge through the exhausted body.
The whole process lasted nearly ten seconds.
It wasn't until the whining gradually turned into a weak gasp that the patient's body slumped back onto the operating table.
"Perfect."
Dr. Azma took back the silver tube and admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.
He took out a delicate pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at the time.
"There is still a final closing speech at the dance, so there is still plenty of time."
He put the pocket watch back into his pocket, then put his hands on the edge of the operating table and looked down at the patient who was still unconscious.
"Now, give you new life."
The doctor whispered an obscure incantation.
A black-red halo emerged from his palm and slowly enveloped the patient on the operating table.
There was something inexplicable surging in that halo, like countless twisted faces struggling and wailing in it.
"Despair and revenge."
The doctor whispered, his eyes flashing madly behind his spectacles.
"Another perfect piece."
He retracted his hands, and the black-red halo slowly penetrated into the patient's body and disappeared.
Dr. Azma straightened his collar and returned to his elegant and gentle appearance.
"Have a good sleep, my friend. When you wake up, the world will surprise you."
The doctor hummed that weird waltz, pushed the patient, and walked out of the secret room with brisk steps.
If Xia Lin saw that black-red halo, he would immediately realize that this doctor was the culprit of the couple's tragedy.
It's a pity that he really doesn't have the time now.
In that closet.
Two heavy gasps sounded.
Xia Lin and Ruiwen hugged each other tightly, like two drowning people holding on to each other's last driftwood.
Ruiwen's body has returned to coldness at this moment.
The swirling eyes were half-open and half-closed, and the pink color was slowly fading.
"Is this... just... sweaty?"
She raised one hand and looked at the sweat drops on her fingertips, with curiosity in her tone.
She put her fingers in her mouth and tasted it.
"Salty."
This unconscious action, in this small space, is simply extremely erotic.
Xia Lin feels like a straight picture of his temple.
"Stop making trouble." He held her hand weakly.
But Ruiwen slapped Xia Lin's hand away.
The closet door finally opened.
Xia Lin walked out first. He was fully dressed, but his hair was still a little messy.
He held his waist and took a deep breath of the slightly cooler air outside.
A rustling sound came from behind.
Ruiwen slowly crawled out of the closet.
She only wore a black lace bra, and the large gray robe was draped casually on her shoulders, covering most of the spring sunshine, but also making the exposed part look more attractive.
The woman stepped on the cold floor with her bare feet, but her legs were no longer as stiff as before, but looked healthy and ruddy.
Xia Lin Looking at her like this, although everything that just happened was unavoidable, after all, in this kind of relationship, embarrassment is always inevitable.
"Well," Xia Lin scratched his head, "about what happened just now. You know, the power of Legendary Bard--
"It's okay."
Ruiwen interrupted him.
She raised her head, and her eyes had returned to their black and white swirling shape, but their eyes were much softer than before.
"I know..."
"The seeds... are in the book."
"Yes, that's what it is." He hurried down the slope and said, "It's just a Medicine accident."
Ruiwen did not respond to him.
She just straightened her hair silently.
He put his hand on his chest, feeling the warmth coming from there.
"The temperature is like a living person..."
She felt the warmth and her tone was filled with satisfaction.
Then she raised her head and looked directly at Xia Lin "Friend X."
"Cough cough cough!!!" Xia Lin coughed violently, "Where did you learn this word?!"
"In the book." Ruiwen said seriously, "A non-romantic relationship for physiological needs... or treatment... is a sex partner."
"Contact again."
She seemed to accept the relationship very quickly and was even a little satisfied.
"Don't tell...Sky."
Ruiwen added.
"Wait!"
Before Xia Lin finished speaking, Ruiwen's fingertips already lit up with magic light.
[High-level Invisibility Spell].
Her figure quickly faded in front of Xia Lin's eyes, and finally disappeared completely into the air.
Xia Lin was left standing alone with a complicated expression.
"Okay."
He shrugged and turned around to leave this place of right and wrong.
However, as soon as he took a step, his foot stepped on something.
"Huh?"
Xia Lin lowered his head.
There is a dagger lying on the ground.
The blade of the knife is slightly curled, and the pattern on the handle is also badly worn. It looks like an old item that has been used for many years.
"When did this fall here?"
Xia Lin picked up the dagger and stuffed it into Space Bag.
Then, he straightened his collar, opened the door and walked out.
When Xia Lin returned to the banquet hall, the party was coming to an end.
The melodious music became soothing, and the waiters were picking up the empty wine glasses.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, a silver figure walked over quickly.
"Xia Lin! Are you okay? How is Miss Ruiwen?"
There was obvious anxiety in Sky's voice.
"Solved." Xia Lin nodded, "She's fine."
"Great!" Sky breathed a sigh of relief, "I was really worried just now, after all, I hurt her."
She paused, as if expecting something.
Xia Lin then noticed that Sky had changed into a dress.
The style of this set is obviously much more conservative, and the tailoring is more close-fitting, which perfectly accentuates her figure curves.
But Xia Lin's mind is not on this at all at the moment.
What happened in the closet just now was still lingering in his mind.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
Sky raised his volume in annoyance.
"Ah? Oh, what did you say?" Xia Lin came back to his senses.
Sky's face darkened.
"Your companions are also looking for you." She said coldly, "Go."
After saying that, she turned around and left, her silver-white skirt drawing an angry arc in the air.
Xia Lin looked at her leaving back, a little confused.
He shook his head and walked towards his companions on the other side of the hall.
"Where have you been?"
Sera spoke for the first time. She looked Xia Lin up and down, "I thought you had sniffed it out in the doctor's villa, and I was going to ask Celia to use [Find Person Spell] to find you."
"How is that possible?" Xia Lin laughed dryly and sat down on the sofa, "I just went to get some fresh air and think about life."
"Then you are really capable of thinking. You have been thinking for almost an hour and a half." Sera rolled his eyes.
"Xia Lin, you missed the show!"
Kade came over excitedly, completely unaware of the weirdness of the atmosphere, "Dr. Azma just announced a big news! Your Excellency, the commander of Empire Knight Corps, has personally authorized that a special selection point will be set up in Azma Hospital next year to recruit talented orphans into the Knight regiment reserve!"
"This is an unprecedented act of charity!" Kade's eyes flashed, "Those orphans can not only receive treatment, but also have the opportunity to become rich Knight! Dr. Azma is really great!"
Kade spoke eloquently, with admiration in his eyes.
However, Celia did not participate in the discussion.
She stood quietly aside, looking at Xia Lin thoughtfully.
Suddenly, she approached Xia Lin's shoulder and sniffed it gently.
"Pseudo satisfaction."
Celia's expression became strange and resigned.
As Mu Ren, who has the soul of Succubus, she is horribly sensitive to certain specific smells.
"You?" Celia raised his head with a bad smile on his face, "What did you do just now?"
She glanced at Sky in the distance, lowered her voice and said, "I just saw you and the forensic lady coming in one after another, and she also changed her clothes. Who are you?"
"Okay, stop talking! I didn't!"
Xia Lin interrupted her with an unprecedented expression.
"Alas~~"
Celia curled his lips, looking disappointed.
"Really? It's so boring." She rubbed her nose, "Maybe it's because I haven't transformed for a long time, and my nose is too bright. I must be wrong."
Xia Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the light in the center of the hall became bright again.
Dr. Azma walked out from the direction of the lounge.
His clothes were still meticulously dressed, and he had that signature gentle smile on his face, which clearly showed that he had just undergone a difficult operation.
"Thank you all for your generosity tonight."
He walked onto the podium and began to give the closing speech.
Thank the guests, announce the fundraising results, and look forward to the future.
Everything is so perfect.
Thunderous applause.
The guests left one after another.
Xia Lin and his companions were also about to leave, but were stopped by a gentle voice.
"Gee, look what I missed."
Dr. Azma had already walked up to them at some point, with that harmless smile still on his face.
He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and his eyes stayed on Xia Lin for a moment.
"Are these the heroes of New Stefan?"