Ji Jue hesitated, then turned back to look and found that his left thigh was still there?
So what did he just cut... Oh!!!
In an instant, Ji Jue realized, waved his hand, and rcury absorbed instantly.
It was already cut, and it was all for the patient's sake, so let's just consider it a preventative asure against related cancers.
Although keeping it didn't seem too useful, at least he could take it back to soak in wine for Lu Feng.
Working hard every day setting up caras to provide for the family, it's ti to drink sothing nourishing!
After three attempts, he had roughly understood the special status of the "doctor" identity within Spring City and the rules and privileges he possessed over these bizarre and ghastly entities.
Save the patient by any ans necessary.
Within the rules, he could administer any treatnt he deed reasonable.
What triggered the response?
The first ti he encountered that eerie shadow, the Bone Knife resonated, but not as strongly as now, aning the figure hadn't been judged as a patient.
Then what is the standard for a patient?
Injury? Wailing? Pleas for help?
Perhaps all of the above, since the Bone Knife had already responded when the figure crawled under the car wheel. As long as the conditions were t, he could act as a doctor to provide ergency aid and surgery.
But that raised a question...
If there's sothing wrong with the patient, a doctor can provide ergency assistance. What if the patient is fine? Can the doctor still take action?
That remained to be tried, but it shouldn't be a big issue.
Even if he couldn't send a patient to the ICU himself, weren't there still teammates?
Just imagine—a down-to-earth local "person" suddenly gets brutally beaten by a group of outsiders, left struggling at death's door, then rescued and treated by an onrush of doctors.
Who knows how delighted they would be?
The thought almost made Ji Jue burst into laughter.
More importantly, he had started to understand the many strange phenona and their essence that had ford in Spring City over the decades in a highly Mutated environnt.
Everything in front of him was just an external manifestation. The essence was the despair, hatred, and madness of countless residual spirits converging in Spring City into chaotic phenona.
External damage could at best only remove the branches and leaves on the surface, leaving the roots underneath untouched. To eradicate it completely, one would either need absolute Power to demolish everything, overturn the soil, expose it to the sun, shred it, and exterminate it.
Or one would have to follow the rules, act from within, and pluck this evil fruit!
Just like now...
dical studies could really save Spring City, huh!
"Damn, internal organs ruptured!"
Ji Jue was "shocked", "Imdiate ergency surgery is necessary!"
Ghost Shadow stared in terror, but before it could even react, the Bone Knife swooped down, cutting open the abdon, and then, a long stretch of intestines was brutally yanked out by Ji Jue for removal!
"Ah, the liver doesn't look too good either," Ji Jue remarked with a worried expression, reaching in once more.
"The lungs are punctured? That is... not good."
"The heart's stopped beating! What's going on?"
Ji Jue didn't stop his motions, and with the enhancent of Heavenly Skill, his speed was unbelievably fast—akin to hollowing out the stuffing of a fabric doll—in no ti, he completely emptied the opened viscera.
Yet Ghost Shadow still wasn't dead!
Its life force was impressively tenacious.
Struggling ceaselessly, it seed to realize the futility, with only its four eyes glaring hatefully at him. However, its abilities were utterly ineffective at the mont, forcing it to endure, waiting for the treatnt to end.
Until Ji Jue exclaid for who knows how many tis, "Damn, a massive intracranial hemorrhage?!"
A pair of small hands naturally reached towards the head, splitting it open with one cut before it could react.
Snap!
Blood sprayed, drenching Ji Jue's face, but he was oblivious. Ergency treatnt was like this—ti was of the essence!
Otherwise, the patient might actually get better!
Still, in the midst of all this hurry, he couldn't help but lift his head and look towards the peculiar shadows around him that were, for so reason, moving farther away, seemingly retreating quietly...
He could feel the connection between them.
As if they were one body.
If that's the case...
"Not good, the patient's lost too much blood!"
Ji Jue frowned and shouted, "Relatives, prepare to donate blood quickly!"
Instantly, the surrounding Ghost Shadows trembled and shook violently as if disturbed, silently struggling as though trying to break free.
But then, they were suppressed by an even more terrifying weight, unable to move.
Frozen, flickering.
Ji Jue urged again, screaming, "The patient's about to stop breathing! What are the relatives waiting for? Donate blood! Donate blood! Donate blood!"
Above the eerily quiet street, his voice echoed, overlapping, until it was like thunder.
In front of Ji Jue's chest, the bloodied badge vibrated violently, and beneath the stains of blood, a face covered in stitch lines broke into a mad grin.
As Ji Jue's lips moved, it shouted orders with him.
[Donate blood]!!!
In an instant, blood surged like a tide, from countless piercing shrieks around, scarlet flowed steadily from the figures, converging into a torrent that poured into the dying patient on the ground.
It made the perishing and shattered shadow regain its spirit and burst forth in new splendor.
Then, it sprayed out from all the wounds on its body, spreading until it was absorbed without a drop left by the little cow-horse that had, at so point, silently crept beside them.
Delicious, irresistible, it wanted more!
The little cow-horse flashed its lights, silently urging: [More, please]!
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