192. Blood Vial

The next day, Sulu got up early, had breakfast, and then had a carriage take him to a street.

At the intersection, Sulu dismounted from the carriage and walked slowly along the sidewalk.

The flowerbeds on both sides of the street are filled with all kinds of flowers, which at this moment emit a pleasant fragrance.

Some buildings in the surrounding area were also damaged, but it was still in much better condition compared to other areas.

Sulu walked for a few minutes and stopped in front of a private medical clinic. "This is it."

He looked up and saw a sign with a crack on each side, looking like it had a long history:

' Ribby Clinic... it really was you!'

Sulu mingled among the patients, waiting quietly.

Furthermore, he was surprised to find that the clinic was doing surprisingly well.

In front of him in line was an elderly woman with her face covered by a black headscarf, who was incessantly recounting the female doctor's miraculous deeds to those around her. "At that moment, I almost thought I was being summoned by Goddess... It was Dr. Angie who stopped me at the last moment... Although her method was a bit... shocking and rough, it was absolutely effective!"

Bang!

Just as she was speaking, a man was punched out of the consultation room. "You dare cause trouble here? Do you want me to sew your ass onto your head?"

Angie, wearing a stethoscope, appeared, his eyes coldly sweeping over the waiting crowd. "Next!"

Many patients trembled as they were swept over by that predatory gaze. They glanced at the man who was still vomiting blood and walked away silently without saying a word.

Soon, it was Sulu's turn.

He entered the clinic and found it to be very small, with only a treatment room, an office, and what appeared to be an operating room and laboratory.

Angie Ribby, dressed in a white coat, glanced at him casually. "Name? Symptoms?"

"My name is Ron. We arranged to meet at that party."

Sulu answered in a low voice.

In fact, this wasn't the second time he had met Angie Ribby.

Back in Posi Port, he had saved the other man's sister, Dora, and received a promise of free treatment in return.

Of course, at this time, Sulu was not prepared to reveal his true identity.

He was simply remarking that the world is still very small.

I randomly picked a doctor at a party; he was someone I knew.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. There are probably only a handful of skilled healers in a city. As long as Angie doesn't leave, he'll eventually run into one.

"It's you!"

Angie nodded, glanced at Sulu's ocean-blue hair, and suddenly shouted outside, "No business today!"

Snap!

As soon as the words were spoken, the clinic door was slammed shut.

Is it really okay for you to be like this?

Sulu was speechless.

"If not this way... what else can we do? Drag them into the supernatural event?" Angie's expression was grave as she picked up her stethoscope, preparing to examine Sulu.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing? I'm not the one who's sick!"

Sulu quickly replied.

"Do you think... I look like an idiot?" Angie rolled her eyes. "I knew you were the patient from your description at the party! Hmm? That's strange..."

Her expression gradually turned to doubt. "You really... aren't sick?"

"Even if you don't believe me, you should trust your intuition and the extraordinary items you possess, Doctor!"

Sulu glanced at the stethoscope in Angie's hand, activated the [Occultist]'s ability to identify, and found it to be a decent auxiliary Curio.

Why would you book a doctor appointment if you're not sick?

Angie impatiently pulled off her mask. "Or... were you deliberately trying to tease me?"

"No... Actually, a few days ago, I was indeed plagued by hallucinations, especially when my mental energy was completely depleted..."

Sulu's expression turned serious. "Even after I recovered, I was still very scared and hoped to have some of the corresponding medicine on hand."

Putting everything else aside, if he intends to continue exploring the mysteries of the Book of Nameless Necro-Spirits, that kind of situation might occur again in the future, so he must be fully prepared.

"It's back to normal?"

Angie's expression became even stranger. "In that state... there's a 99% chance that an ordinary person, or even a superhuman, would go insane. You actually recovered; your willpower is incredible!"

"It's just a bit of luck and a special method... Do you have experience in this area?" Sulu was genuinely curious.

This doctor from the extraordinary side seems to have extensive experience in treating this type of special 'mental illness,' or rather, high-level mental pollution.

"I recently found some materials... which are just what I need to address this issue."

At the mention of this, Angie's eyes lit up, as if he had become a different person. "I am skilled in ' Blood Therapy '... And recently, I discovered that if you add that material to the Blood Bottle, even if it is only diluted many times, it will achieve unparalleled results... Originally, my healing ability only hovered around the first level of this path, but now, I am confident that I can compare to a third or even fourth level extraordinary doctor!"

"What is so useful?"

Sulu wasn't really convinced. "A panacea?"

"No...it's blood! Blood from an entity of unknown rank!" To his surprise, Angie answered readily, "I collected it in the East District."

"East District? Flesh Polluter Area? A region teeming with sewer monsters?"

Sulu's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

What I was thinking was how fortunate I was that I hadn't let the other person treat me or give me any unknown blood transfusions.

"Yes, you're worried about pollution? That's an insult to my profession. You should trust my expertise!"

Angie seemed perfectly normal. She sat down angrily, crossing her long legs. "So... you came here today just to acquire a treatment for mental illness?"

"Yes!" After a moment of silence, Sulu replied.

"How boring... I thought you could be a bit more aggressive, then we could team up and go to the East District to get more materials! The monsters there are troublesome..."

Angie looked very distressed.

This is normal, because her profession leans towards healing! Her combat strength isn't very high.

Sulu pursed his lips, wanting to ask where the other person's mentor and sister were, but considering his own status, he held back. "It's a real pity I can't help you."

"All right..."

Angie ran into the lab and soon returned with two Blood Bottle. The bright red color shone through the glass, appearing almost eerily alluring. "Mental Healing Potion. Each dose costs... um, fifty Gold Dragon! Just inject it into your vein to use it."

"Thanks!"

Sulu took the money, paid casually, and without giving Angie another glance, turned and left.