"Do you think you can stop what is destined to happen with just an old seal? or those Inuit Brats?"The person on crutches mocked.
"We have to do something. Otherwise, we will be the first to suffer,"the Doctor said. "If you don't want to become one of those crazy and irrational fanatics, you should stand on my side."
"What are you going to do?"The man with the cane raised his eyebrows.
"I. . . Haven't thought about it yet. But since it cares so much about the old seal and has been sending people to look for it, and those followers are afraid of it, I think the old seal might be the key to deal with it."
"So you are just guessing blindly? I really shouldn't have any expectations for you,"the man with the cane said as he loaded the shotgun. The doctor's hair stood on end.
He knew that the man was not joking, so he hurriedly said, "You can't kill me. After you kill me, no one will treat you anymore."
