Charles nodded.
He then removed his mask, unlocked the handcuffs on the operating table, and cradling the blood baby, said with a smile:
"Congratulations, the surgery went extremely well. As you've seen, this was just a routine case of a Malignant Spirit parasitism. However, despite being a host for a Malignant Spirit, she is indeed a healthy baby girl. If you raise her, perhaps she might..."
Buzz—
In an instant, Charles felt a blur before his eyes.
Then he saw a shadowy figure tremble as it shot out from the operating table. Holding its stomach, the figure bolted toward the exit at an unimaginable speed.
I will never come back to this demonic clinic again! Minotaur swore to himself.
This wasn't a surgery; it felt more like slaughtering livestock. Minotaur felt a severe emotional shock and decided he needed to see a psychologist.
Little did he know, Charles was a very, very famous psychologist.
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