The Night Healer sneered and said, "Is this your diagnosis? Sorry, I haven't needed the digestive organs like the intestines to support my digestion and movement for many years."
Ryan smiled and adjusted his glasses, saying, "So, I'm sorry to remind you that you have a cyst as big as this on your intestine, and it's continuously spreading around. It's very dangerous."
Ryan stretched out his hand and made a gesture the size of an apple.
As soon as these words came out.
The Night Healer immediately burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke.
"Cyst? You say I have a cyst? Colleague, even if you're making up things, please be more professional. The intestines are very sensitive organs. Any discomfort will quickly manifest in various symptoms. If I really had any discomfort, why didn't I feel anything at all..."
Buzz—
Almost at the moment when he just finished speaking, his eyes instantly became hollow.
Because he immediately felt it.
A sharp pain suddenly spread from his abdomen to his brain.
"This is impossible!"
He trembled.
Ryan smiled and raised his head, saying, "I suggest you cut yourself open and have a look."
The Night Healer was full of hesitation, and drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead inside the mask.
He stared fixedly at his abdomen.
He stretched out a sharp finger.
Slash—
The leather coat on his abdomen, along with his flesh, was instantly cut open by him.
And at the moment when he pulled out his intestines, his pupils suddenly contracted because he actually saw that there were cysts one after another on his small intestine.
He stood up at once.
"This is impossible!"
He stared at the cysts on his intestines tremblingly and said,
"Even if there were some abnormal changes in my body, I would definitely notice them at the first time. And a cyst like this couldn't have formed in a short time!"
"I just had a full-body examination seven days ago!"
He suddenly turned his head and stared fixedly at Ryan, saying,
"Is it your trick?!"
Ryan remained calm, adjusted his monocle, and smiled politely, saying,
"Please calm down first. As for how you got the cyst, I don't know. I'm just responsible for telling you my diagnosis results. Since we're all doctors, you should know that it's very impolite to randomly accuse your colleagues like this."
To be honest.
He did have the ability to directly give others diseases.
After all, that was also one of his abilities.
But just like when he diagnosed the lizard man last time, he only used the passive effect of his random diagnosis technique and didn't take the initiative to give diseases.
In other words, if his diagnosis technique was correct, this was the disease in his own body.
The Night Healer gritted his teeth, sat down cross-legged again, quickly cut off the cysts on his intestines, and quickly gave himself potion treatment and sutured them up.
"Since you seem to be able to treat the first disease by yourself, then I'll tell you the second disease I diagnosed."
Ryan adjusted his glasses, wrote something down while calmly saying,
"Your second disease is severe alopecia."
"..."
"..."
The Night Healer who was sewing up his intestines froze there.
There was silence all around.
The town chief and the others all sat there blankly, unable to say a word.
"You're talking nonsense!" The Night Healer got angry.
Ryan said calmly, "Look, just take a look. If I'm wrong, it won't be too late for you to kill me."
"Alopecia? You say I have alopecia!"
The Night Healer was really angry this time. He grabbed his beak mask and said,
"Alright! I'll let you see this time whether I have alopecia or not!"
He was really angry this time.
Because it was just too absurd!
Because before setting out, he had just taken care of his perfect hair. Not to mention alopecia, it was impossible for even a single hair to break.
In his fury.
He grabbed his mask and top hat, pulled the zipper, and took off the mask and top hat from his head at once.
Instantly.
Countless hairs flew up.
Under the shocked and astonished gazes of the people around, tufts of hair fluttered down like feathers around them.
A shiny bald head reflected a little bit of light under the dim light.
"He's really bald!" The town chief was shocked.
"..."
The Night Healer sat there blankly, holding the beak mask stiffly.
He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his head.
It was smooth...
He accidentally touched his eyebrows, and his eyebrows also fell off with a swish.
(((;꒪ꈊ꒪;)))
His eyes instantly became hollow.
This...
This...
This was impossible...
Ryan adjusted his glasses and raised his head calmly, saying,
"Now let's talk about the third symptom. This disease might be a bit tricky. I think you'd better be prepared psychologically."
The Night Healer said hollowly, "What..."
Ryan looked at him seriously and said, "A certain part of your body might have had some small mutations. It seems... to have its own ideas..."
And just when the Night Healer didn't quite understand exactly which part he was referring to.
Suddenly.
Bang—
There was a dull sound.
The Night Healer immediately became (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))).
And then.
Bang—
There was another loud noise.
Everyone around was at a loss.
Only the Night Healer had a hollow look in his eyes, and cold sweat was pouring down his face.
"What's that sound?" Ryan was hesitant.
The Night Healer said hollowly, "I'm wearing iron underwear."
"..."
"..."
...
Time passed quickly.
Half an hour later.
Creak—
The door was pushed open from the inside.
The Night Healer with the beak mask was trembling, leaning on his crutch, struggling to move his body, propping himself up on the doorpost, and walking out with difficulty step by step.
Compared with his mysterious and powerful figure when he first came to this town, he was obviously much more listless now.
"Don't go... You... Wait for me to call for people... Wait for me... Wait for me to call for people to deal with you..."
The Night Healer was panting, leaning on his crutch, limping like a terminally ill patient.
Ryan wanted to help him sympathetically.
"Don't touch me!"
The Night Healer widened his eyes and quickly and moved two steps to the side with difficulty as if avoiding a plague god.
Ryan said worriedly, "Are you really going to leave? But I'm really worried about your physical condition. Don't think too much. Those diseases won't kill you."
The Night Healer angrily hugged his crutch and quickly moved forward with a pale face.
In order to treat the diseases diagnosed by Ryan, he had used up all the potions he had brought, and his body was also cut here and there. But even so, there were still four or five diseases that hadn't been cured.
Plague god!
He was fine before the diagnosis, but after the diagnosis, there were so many diseases!
Who could bear this!
There must be something wrong!
This guy must have a big problem!
He must quickly go back and ask the stronghold to send more people over. It would be best to bring all the anti-curse and anti-disease equipment!
"Just wait! If you have the guts, just wait! Wait for me to call for people... When I call for people to come, you're doomed!"
He quickly walked forward, constantly threatening.
In the house, the town chief and the others all stared blankly at this scene, with their mouths wide open, unable to say a word.
Because this was definitely unexpected for them.
Because in their eyes, the Night Healer had always been a mysterious and powerful existence.
But today...
They actually saw a Night Healer being scared away by someone...
And it was in their professional field...
They turned their heads and stared blankly at the smiling young man beside them, their minds buzzing.
"Doctor Ryan... Do you really want to stay here? Didn't you hear him say that he's going to call for people?"
Ryan adjusted his monocle and smiled, saying,
"Ah, of course I'll stay."
"Because I still need to get their recognition. Otherwise, how can I become a qualified Night Healer like them?"
The town chief's mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously swallowed.
But he always felt... that he already was...
...
Several tens of minutes later.
In the middle of the square, Ryan sat in front of a chair that the town chief had specially asked people to move over, with his eyes closed and his fingers gently tapping on the table.
He looked so calm and composed.
Behind him were dozens of town people like the town chief, staring with wide eyes.
And at this time, the black fog was surging in the distance. They were shocked and immediately saw four figures slowly emerging in the direction outside the town.
All of them were wearing beak masks, black top hats, and black robes.
"They're here!" The town chief's face turned pale and said,
"Four... Four Night Healers!"
All the townspeople trembled and subconsciously took a few steps back because it was the first time they had seen so many Night Healers appear in one place at the same time.
The wind was surging.
The four black-clothed Night Healers appeared on the square in the blink of an eye like ghosts.
The corner of Ryan's mouth curled up, and the hand tapping on the table stopped.
"Welcome. Please have a seat."
He opened his eyes and looked at the four beak-masked strange people who were staring at him closely with a smile, and politely pushed his glasses.