Sherlock Holmes

The entire area is not small, with dozens of large demons being loaded into containers for treatment, but right in the center of the room, the demon that is not lying in the repair solution is too conspicuous.

It just leaned forward slightly and stood there. The broken bone lines on its body were clearly visible, and blood was still flowing out. It looked a little miserable, but its slender eyes and exposed sharp teeth remained the same. It gives people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

At this time, the demon was holding a repair solution steel pipe removed from the top of the container, and inserted it into his chest with a pop!

Then he held the other shoulder with his free hand and lifted it up suddenly. There was a crunching sound, which was the crisp sound of the bones returning to their places. Then, he tore open a wound on his knee with his bare hands. He adjusted the position of the cracked bone, held the tube of repair solution, and filled the wound with viscous green liquid. This allowed the medicine to act directly on the bone wound. After completing this series of overly rough treatments, After the act, the demon in front of him picked up something that looked like a probe for receiving signals. There was a hemp rope tied behind it. He penetrated the wound directly and began to perform rough sutures to seal the broken muscles. Pulled together again.

And this whole process was completed by the crimson alone.

In other words, Sherlock controlled it to complete it.

This scene can be said to be extremely weird, because from a human perspective, this simple self-healing method is extremely common on the battlefield or in a difficult situation of fighting alone without backup. It can even be said to be a kind of Essential skills.

But a demon holding a lot of crude utensils and just sewing and mending it looked too awkward.

Not far away from the crimson side, several military staff who were responsible for curing demons were stunned one by one. They were holding notebooks recording data tremblingly in their hands, but the pens were all hanging in the air, and they were still waiting for a while. fall.

Because they didn't know how to record the scene in front of them.

Could it be written: "A demon pinched the dislocated shoulder joint, and Gaba took it back to himself in one fell swoop?"

He could only open his mouth slightly and watch the agile figure at the demon's feet, wandering around his contracted demon, sometimes jumping up and coming to somewhere on the huge body, hammering twice hard with his hand, or Directly control the demon and do things like clenching your fists or twisting your waist to feel if any tendons are torn or if any bones are misaligned.

Because the connection between Sherlock and Crimson is extremely close, he can detect subtle changes in Crimson's body from his own perception, and he can also detect which muscles or bones are affected by the amplitude or strength of certain movements. In order to quickly find the injury, physical therapy is the main method, supplemented by drug therapy, to solve the problem more quickly.

That's not all. In fact, Crimson can straighten the large bone fractures by himself, but for some more delicate areas, Sherlock needs to do it himself.

For example, the tendon inside the crimson left thumb was ruptured and had already retracted into the muscle. Sherlock took a knife, walked to the palm of the crimson palm, and slashed directly at the connection between the metacarpal bone and the phalanx. After inserting it, he opened it lengthwise along the muscle lines. After finding the 'tiny' tendon, he bent a few wires and hooked it up, then pulled one end out with brute force.

If it were a human tendon, repairing it like this wouldn't be possible because it would be too precise, but the devil is so huge that the tendon is as thick as an adult's wrist. There is no need to worry about secondary rupture, just pull it hard. , which makes the treatment work seem full of a rough and barbaric taste. However, no matter how barbaric it is, it is much better than soaking in the repair solution and slowly waiting for these parts to recover, and it is like tendons retracting muscles. For an injury like this, soaking in repair solution is unlikely to be effective.

Anyway, the staff in the entire room were dumbfounded when they saw Sherlock's frantic yet extremely effective operation. They didn't even notice that a beautiful girl had been standing at the door for a long time.

At this time, Miss Nightingale had already taken off her thick cotton coat and put on her ordinary military uniform. From a distance, she seemed not to be much different from the civilian female soldiers on the front line, but what she felt in her heart was The surprise dissipated slightly, and when I noticed the stunned expressions of the officers around me, I couldn't help but feel a little funny. It seemed that no matter where Sherlock went, he would do things that shocked others.

And as soon as she thought about it, she recalled the admiring and respectful looks that the soldiers cast on her on the way back to camp. For some reason, she felt a little proud and proud, as if she was someone who had something of hers recognized. Discovered and received heartfelt praise.

Of course, she would definitely not regard Sherlock as her own, so she quickly drove this ridiculous thought out of her heart and focused on the huge demon in front of her.

In fact, after watching these few minutes, Nightingale, like the other officers present, looked at the scene in front of her in shock. And as a medical worker, she was even more surprised than the other staff. .

The girl traveled around the empire for many years and healed countless injuries, but they were all human.

A few days ago, she was carried by Crimson on her shoulders and rushed across the snowy field. This was actually the first time this girl had a real close contact with a third-level demon. As for today, she witnessed a third-level demon with her own eyes. After looking at the demon's body structure, I seem to have a vague feeling that this kind of humanoid demon is actually no different from a human being in terms of physical body.

While thinking wildly, Sherlock finally sewed up all the places his demon could sew, and straightened out the broken muscles and dislocated bones. This drastic treatment left the crimson appearance covered with blood. The incision looks more miserable than before, but it is actually a flesh injury. The invisible parts inside have been greatly improved. If you put it in a container and soak it, you will be able to be alive and kicking in three to five days. .

Jumping off the devil's shoulder, Sherlock wiped the sweat on his body, and handed the protective jacket to block the blood spatter to the side. With eyes wide open in disbelief, some of the staff who had not yet recovered, walked to the faucet alone, ready to wash. handwashing.

The moment he turned around, his peripheral vision caught the girl standing at the door.

"If you are interested, you can come over and take a look. It is very well-behaved." Sherlock said with a smile, as if he was introducing his well-behaved kitten to a timid girl.

Of course, the word devil has nothing to do with the word clever, but when Sherlock said this, Nightingale seemed to really feel that this devil had more harmless attributes, so she came over.

Along the way, everyone looked at her. The girl was used to it and did not stop her. When she came to a staff member, she asked apologetically: "Can I have something to say to him?" What?"

The original meaning of this sentence is: You all go and do your business, I will just talk to this guy.

But after hearing it in the ears of these soldiers, the meaning became: "Can you all go out and let me and Sherlock be alone for a while."

The soldier in front of him subconsciously thought of the recent rumors. Without saying a word, he immediately nodded and waved to his colleagues around him.

Swish swish swish.

As if receiving an emergency evacuation order, everyone in the medical area disappeared in an instant. The entire space was empty except for Sherlock and Nightingale.

"Well" Sherlock said slightly embarrassed: "It seems that these people have misunderstood what you meant."

"Yes." Nightingale also shook her head in distress: "It's all my fault that I didn't speak clearly that day. Of course, I also blame those reporters who quoted quotes out of context. I really want to find time to hold a press conference to tell this story. Let’s clarify things.”

"That will only appear to be a cover-up." Sherlock muttered weakly: "Most people only believe what they want to believe, regardless of whether it is true or not."

The girl in front of him also understood this truth, so she sighed helplessly. It seemed that the only way to calm down this matter was to rely on time.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. What do you want from me?"

Nightingale came to Shylock. In fact, she just wanted to apologize to him at first. But now, after seeing the big guy covered with injuries in front of her, Nightingale suddenly felt extremely absurd, but It seems to be a very feasible idea.

"Your demon looks badly injured," she said, raising her head.

"Yes, but there are no fatal injuries. I just fixed everything that can be corrected. I estimate that it will recover in a few days."

"." Nightingale did not answer this sentence. She just started to circle around Crimson, touching the demon's bones and muscles with her hands, feeling the steel-like hardness coming from her fingertips. The touch, and then suddenly looked at Sherlock:

"Tell me, can I cure it?"

Sherlock was startled.

Cure the devil? ?

Hell and the human world are two completely different worlds, and humans and demons are naturally two completely different species.

No one can dispute this.

Even some demons have divisions such as heads, bodies, and limbs. Even they walk upright. Even if the repair solution can treat humans and demons at the same time, the higher the level of demons, the more likely they are to develop into humans. , but it is still impossible for anyone to try to lump demons and humans into the same category.

This is an extremely fundamental understanding, just like the three things of cells, peaches, and planets. In fact, if you have to think about it hard, they all have some similarities with each other, such as the cell nucleus, the peach stone, and the earth. The core is also surrounded by cytoplasm, pulp and mantle rock layers. It also has cell membrane, peel and crust. It’s like the Creator was too lazy to study new drawings and stuffed all these round things into one Average in the mold.

But no one would think that these three things have any relationship.

At this moment, Nightingale raised her head, looking at the huge body standing quietly, and for some reason, such a thought came to her mind. It was so inexplicable and unreasonable. If there were other people around, they would definitely stop her thoughts immediately. I guess this person didn't know why he wanted to stop her. But how could Nightingale want to treat her? A demon? How could her ability work on demons?

But now, there is only Sherlock beside her, this alternative guy who is full of curiosity and doesn't care about all prosperity and rules, let alone the traditional understanding of human society... So after being slightly surprised, it is extremely natural to click Nodding:

"Okay, you might as well give it a try."

"Um."

Nightingale nodded in response, gently placed her hand on the crimson body surface, and then closed her eyes slightly.

Everything that followed was just like Nightingale had done countless times. A heat flow that she didn't know where to come from grew from her limbs, every blood vessel, and every cell. It comes out, follows a fixed path directly to the palm of your hand, and then passes through the skin to the object you touch.

At this moment, Sherlock raised his head, his eyes filled with an incredible look.

Because he suddenly felt a sudden warmth in his body, which was the feedback from his contracted creature. This warmth began to travel freely along the body, quickly filling the whole body.

Sherlock was rarely surprised, but at this moment, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, looked up at the crimson in front of him, and stared at the surface of its body, the wound closest to him. He just stared at the damaged wound. The red meat began to grow slowly, then intertwined and connected, and finally healed together intact.

A huge wound that existed just a few seconds ago disappeared like this!

Such a scene happened in every part of Crimson's huge body. The bloody mouth, broken bones, and broken muscles were all gradually repaired. Even the threads originally sewn between the wounds were repaired because of The huge tension caused by the muscle healing caused it to break and pop far away.

Nightingale just kept her eyes closed, and continued, and continued. The whole process lasted for about 5 minutes. The girl in front of her finally opened her eyes, then looked at her hands blankly, and then looked at the complete body in front of her. The large demon healed by himself finally turned his attention to Sherlock.

Their eyes met, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Sherlock didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, he asked in a very unoriginal way: "How do you feel?"

Nightingale hesitated and replied:

"It seems to be easier than treating humans."