A craniotomy with a hammer?
No. 13 went deathly pale and struggled desperately. "No! They haven't spread to my head! Doctor, don't open my skull! Don't!"
"Here's the thing. My personal judgment is that the condition has spread to your head. Of course, I'll give your opinion serious consideration too, but before that, let's smash it... ahem, open your skull and take a look."
"If they aren't inside your head, that means my judgment was wrong."
"All you have to say is that your judgment was wrong, while I pay with my life? You bastard! Ghost Qi +999."
Splat.
Jiang Chen's hammer was as fast as his blade. Without giving him any more opportunities to offer his opinion, he smashed his head apart. Sure enough, there were no faces inside.
"No. 13, I never expected you to be right. The condition isn't in your head."
"Hang in there. They don't have many hiding places left. We're about to win this battle against illness!"
By now, No. 13's struggles had grown very weak. His hands and feet twitched unconsciously. Although he wasn't completely dead yet, he was close.
Hearing this,
he couldn't help being overcome with rage.
There aren't many intact parts of me left either! Are you trying to make me die along with the illness?
"Ghost Qi +999... Ghost Qi +999..."
Jiang Chen gave him a surprised look. He hadn't expected that, even in this state, he would still be tirelessly contributing Ghost Qi to him.
For a moment, he felt warmth in his heart.
"Though broken in body, you remain strong in spirit, never forgetting to give."
"Having been caught in the rain yourself, you know to offer others an umbrella."
"No. 13, beneath your filthy exterior lies a kind heart. I'll definitely cure you!"
With that, his