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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

nWhile Chen Zhao was treating the boss, Nesta finally had some reactions.

nHe could take it in the beginning and just ground his teeth in pain. Gradually, it became too much. He tried reaching behind to scratch his back.

nMorgery grabbed Nesta’s back. “Nesta, you’re a man. You can’t give in.”

nNesta bore it for a moment longer, but his expression became spectacular.

n“It really itches, right?”

n“Very, very itchy… Did you put like 100 bugs on my back?”

nThe prescription that Chen Zhao used was made according to the notes in the demonic medical book. The previous Grim Reaper had experimented on human bodies.

n“Don’t worry. It’ll only last around 20 minutes. You’ve already survived more than 10 minutes. It’s almost over. You can do it.”

nThe boss looked at Nesta. “Is it really that itchy? You never made a sound when you’re hurt before.”

n“You want to get some too? It’s really effective.”

n“Will it help me heal faster?”

n“Yes.”

n“Then give me some.”

nChen Zhao applied some of the medicine on the boss. The next moment, he felt itchiness and was going to scratch it, but Chen Zhao slapped his hand away.

n“You just told someone to stop, but you can’t take it now?” After Chen Zhao finished patching up the boss, he turned toward the dispirited guy. “Your turn. Take off your pants.”

nThe man’s left thigh was hurt, so he had to take off his pants. Chen Zhao covered his nose.

n“How many days have you gone without changing your underwear?”

n“Uh… We’ve been on the run for two days…” Morgery said. “Look at us. Do you think we can shower?”

n“It’s like you have a rotting muffin hidden in your pants.” Chen Zhao had to put on a mask. The smell was honestly disgusting.

nThe dispirited man’s injuries were the lightest but the most troublesome. He’d been hurt for the longest time and the bullet had been stuck in his thigh the entire time. Thankfully, it was a smaller bullet and the shooter had been far away.

nOtherwise, he could say goodbye to his thigh.

nThe wound was infected. Chen Zhao opened the wound up a bit and sliced off the infected parts. At the same time, he dug out the bullet with surgical forceps.

nBlood spurted out as soon as the bullet was out.

n“Press down there.” Chen Zhao had the man hold down a meridian in his thigh. When he did so, the bleeding stopped immediately.

n“If you dragged this out one more day, your leg would be gone.”

nThe man’s lips turned purple and his forehead was covered in sweat.

n“Alright.” Chen Zhao wiped his sweat. “Don’t put the wound in water for two days. After two days, you can change the gauze, take a shower, and then change the gauze. Oh, it’s best if you disinfect the wound with rubbing alcohol before wrapping it again.”

n“What about us?” Morgery asked.

n“You three don’t have troublesome injuries and had the medicine applied too. It’ll scab over quickly. It’s best if you shower and keep clean. Where’s the bathroom? I need to wash my hands.”

n“In the back.”

nChen Zhao came out after washing his hands, but Nesta pointed a gun to his head.

n“Nesta, put down the gun,” Morgery said. “You can trust Chen.”

n“You better prepare more cash next time, or else I’m definitely not coming.”

nMorgery took out a stack of cash and gave it to Chen Zhao. “I’ll see you out.”

nAfter leaving the forest, Morgery followed behind Chen Zhao awkwardly. He’d promised he wouldn’t hold a gun to Chen Zhao’s head, but then someone else did it.

n“Chen, I’m really sorry. I swear it won’t happen next time.”

n“Whatever. I won’t ask about your stuff… Can I turn on my phone now?”

n“Yes.” Morgery nodded.

nChen Zhao turned on his phone and saw a bunch of missed calls. One of them was Vincent. The others were all from David.

n“Hello, David? What’s wrong?”

n“Chen, why did you turn off your phone? I called you so many times, but they wouldn’t go through. I even went to your house, but you weren’t there. There might be a problem with the girl you saved yesterday.”

n“What’s wrong with her?” Chen Zhao slapped his forehead. He suddenly remembered that Blackie had said yesterday that the girl named Aisha seemed to have another Life Trial.

nWas her Life Trial coming so quickly?

n“A spiritualist came here today.”

n“A spiritualist? Is it a scammer?”

n“No. After she heard about the girl, she said the girl’s in big trouble, like something’s gonna attack her? I thought of you. Can you protect her?”

nA spiritualist? Blackie had said that those who’d gone through the Trials of Life and Death would become spiritualists. This meant that the person David spoke of had gone through it and knew what would happen to the girl.

n“Chen, are you listening?” David asked anxiously. “Please say something.”

n“Oh, I’m here… Which hospital is the girl in?”

n“Chantilly Hospital.”

n“Can you transfer her out?”

n“Transfer out? Why?”

n“It may affect people around her.”

n“It’s that serious?”

n“Yes, it’s very serious.”

n“But I don’t have the authority and the girl isn’t a criminal. We need her dad’s permission.”

n“Whatever, let’s go to Chantilly first,” Chen Zhao said helplessly. “We’ll see later.”

nAfter hanging up, Chen Zhao turned and said, “To Chantilly Hospital.”

n“Is there trouble? Do you need help?”

n“It’s fine. The guy who just called me is the police. I don’t think you want to appear before him.”

n“Okay. You work with the police too?”

n“Not really. What…are you going to kill me?”

n“I’m not that unreasonable. Plus, we worked with the police before too. Of course, it’s nothing legal.”

n“Good, but it’s best if you guys move out later. Otherwise, you’ll definitely suspect me if your place gets exposed.”

n“As if we need to be told.”

nAfter reaching Chantilly Hospital, Chen Zhao got off. Morgery suddenly poked his head out. “Chen, how long will it take to cure balding?”

n“Didn’t you say you don’t need it?”

n“I have balding friends. It’s not me.”

n“Oh… Then have your friend come see me. I need to diagnose him face to face.”

n“Fine. It’s me.”

n“Do you have trouble getting hard?”

n“No, my sex is great.”

n“Oh, then you don’t need to be treated. Goodbye.”

n“Fine, fine, don’t leave. I’m just feeling a little powerless these days. I can only get hard with medication.”

n“Come find me after you get through your recent trouble.”

nWith that, Chen Zhao picked up his tool kit and walked away with his pets.

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