Of course, it was like a baby's skin because it had been peeled off, washed repeatedly, and soaked carefully in a special potion, rejuvenating the epidermal cells.
The town chief, along with some townspeople, observed it carefully and couldn't stop marveling.
Because the scars were truly gone.
There was no trace of those hideous scars left at all.
It was almost like a miracle.
"Doctor Lin is truly a professional," the town chief also solemnly extended his hand to Ryan and said,
"With this, the child Kallen can finally get rid of the shadow in his heart. Doctor Lin, you are truly a real angel in white."
Ryan smiled and said, "It's just a trifle. It's not worth mentioning."
The eyes of the townspeople around were all shining with admiration, and their gazes at Ryan were full of stars.
Only Kallen, who was lying on the chopping board (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))), was still paralyzed, with two lines of unyielding tears constantly flowing out.
"Eh, why is Kallen crying?"
"Maybe he's too touched. After all, he has regained his original body and all the scars on his body have been removed. The child is too excited!"
The several dark-skinned girls around couldn't help nodding, and their eyes were also slightly red.
They couldn't help feeling gratified for Kallen lying on the chopping board.
"Doctor, although I know it might be a bit troublesome for you, but..."
A hint of hesitation flashed in the town chief's eyes, and he didn't know how to speak.
Ryan said seriously, "Just say it. If there's anything I can help with, I'll do my best."
Seeing that the young man was so enthusiastic.
The town chief was also a bit touched, and then he said a bit embarrassedly,
"Well, doctor, in our town, Kallen isn't the only one who has been cut open by the Night Healer. I mean... if possible, could you also help the others, especially several girls..."
"The impact of scars on girls is really much greater than on others."
The crowd outside the house slowly parted.
Several dark-skinned girls with veils, heads lowered, and graceful figures nervously and eagerly looked at Ryan, their eyes full of hope.
Ryan hesitated and said, "Well... won't it be a bit inappropriate?"
Before the town chief could speak.
Those girls immediately rushed over quickly, surrounding Ryan in the middle, looking up one by one with pleading and hopeful expressions, saying,
"No! It's not inappropriate at all!"
"Doctor! Please help us! As long as you can help us remove the scars on our bodies, we'll agree to whatever you ask us to do!"
"Really! Even if it's some... um... improper requests, we won't have any mental reservations at all and will definitely try our best to cooperate with you! (✪‸✪)"
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Ryan: "..."
Even the town chief cast a solemn and pleading gaze and said,
"Doctor, I'm really troubling you. I know you have excellent medical skills. I think you must be able to redeem these children."
Saying that, to Ryan's astonishment, he actually knelt down on one knee.
Ryan quickly helped him up, shook his head and said, "Please get up quickly. Don't worry. Leave their scars to me. Saving lives and healing the wounded is a doctor's duty. Of course, I won't stand by idly!"
The town chief was extremely gratified and kept holding Ryan's hand to show his gratitude.
"Those who are not involved should go out first. Line up and come one by one. Who wants to receive my treatment first?"
Those girls immediately raised their hands in unison and said,
"I want to be the first!"
"Doctor! Choose me!"
"Doctor! I'm light and soft, and it'll be the simplest and easiest. Choose me to be the first!"
Kallen, who was lying on the chopping board, trembled and with great difficulty turned his head with all his strength, tremblingly stretching out his hand towards those girls who were eager to try around Ryan.
"No... no... don't..."
He was trembling and really wanted to remind them.
This doctor...
He ignores the resistance of anesthesia!
But it was completely useless. Amidst his sobbing, Kallen was carried out by several people.
...
The red moon hung high.
In the town, black fog was surging, and most people's eyes were attracted to the house where Ryan was.
On the square, among the listless werewolves guarded by several guards.
A werewolf with a rash all over his body had a fierce look in his eyes and quietly approached their wolf king.
"Boss... How are you feeling?"
The werewolf chief covered his buttocks and lay there with a vacant expression, not saying a word.
Obviously.
The previous explosive diarrhea had caused him indescribable harm.
Not only to his body.
But also to his mental state.
Because in the past, among the wolf pack, he had always established his prestige with the image of a tall, mighty, and iron-blooded tough guy. But now, all his image... was completely ruined.
He had a vacant look in his eyes.
He felt the terrifying destruction like social death.
The two werewolves taking care of him gritted their teeth in pain and said,
"Boss, he's so dehydrated from the diarrhea. I just checked. His body is split into more than a dozen pieces, and sewing it up is a problem."
There was a brief silence.
The wolf king's face, which was stuck to the ground, had turbid liquid flowing from it.
The werewolf with the rash was astonished, then gritted his teeth, his eyes scarlet, and he really wanted to rush up and fight that tentacle monster to the death right now.
"Boss, my illness isn't very serious. I'm much better after resting for a while. Now the defense is lax. I think I should be able to escape."
"As long as I can contact the other brothers, we'll still have a chance!"
As soon as these words came out, the two old wolves taking care of the wolf king immediately started breathing rapidly.
They looked around fiercely and vigilantly and said,
"Are you sure you still have the strength?"
The werewolf with the rash gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
Those old wolves had solemn expressions, discussed for a while, and immediately passed their orders one by one to the surrounding werewolves.
A few minutes later, those weak werewolves who received the orders all had fierce looks in their eyes.
They seized the opportunity.
Instantly.
With an order.
Taking advantage of the moment when the guards' eyes were distracted, those hundreds of werewolves immediately rioted, roaring and rushed towards the guards with their seriously ill bodies.
"Run!"
In an instant, the werewolf with the rash rushed into the darkness of the town at an unimaginable speed, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the black fog in the distance without looking back.
Bang—
Bang—
Gunshots rang out.
At the same time, accompanied by the powerful divine spells of several priests, those rioting werewolves were suppressed in just a few minutes.
They were seriously ill and their bodies were too weak. They were no match for the townspeople at all.
"Town chief, a werewolf rushed out during the chaos."
A guard with a solemn expression quickly came to report.
The old man frowned, looked at the werewolves on the square, and said in a deep voice,
"Send a few people to chase after him. We mustn't let him escape and report the news. Otherwise, after that doctor leaves, our troubles will be even greater!"
"Yes!"
The red moon hung high, and its scarlet light covered the entire town.
...
At the same time.
In the darkness outside the town, the werewolf with the rash was panting, running on all fours at the fastest speed, rushed out of the town, and headed towards the mountain forest in the distance all the way.
With their wild nature, as long as they could rush into the black forest.
With their familiarity with the environment, no one would be able to catch up with him.
Snap—
He stepped on a branch of a big tree.
The werewolf suddenly jumped down and landed on an open grassland.
But just when he wanted to continue moving forward.
Suddenly.
A cold and gloomy aura suddenly swept over his whole body, making his scalp tingle.
He stood there in shock and looked ahead.
He saw that somehow, in the black fog ahead, waves of white fog were emerging one after another.
The black and white intertwined, looking extremely strange.
And in that fog, a pitch-black figure vaguely appeared, holding a scepter in both hands, wearing a top hat, and the long beak mask made people feel a chill in their hearts as the white fog surged.
"That... that's..."
The werewolf's face turned pale as he backed away, his whole body cold and stiff.
Dang—
Dang—
The bell sounds coming from the darkness made the surrounding atmosphere even more strange and cold.