Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

Passing the quarreling people, the doctor walked towards the director's position.

"Is this the strange life that can weave dreams?"

He asked softly.

The director nodded.

"But its ability to understand things is a little low now, and it needs to be cultivated in the future."

As he said, he gently stroked the black cat's fur.

The black cat showed an expression of enjoyment.

The doctor pushed his monocle.

"There are still about ten days. Can it be used as a fighting force against the gods?"

The director pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"It's difficult. Neither you nor I have seen the gods really take action."

"What kind of great power is that? I can't even imagine it."

The doctor thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice.

"Start joint research?"

When he said this, he pointed at the black cat.

Joint research, as the name suggests, is that two or more people from two families get together to study a contained object.

Earlier, in the Serial No. 301-Mirror of All-Knowing incident, the Standing Management Council wanted the C03 shelter to contribute the Mirror of All-Knowing in the name of joint research.

The director felt that he had no reason to refuse.

The C02 shelter did not contain many strange lives.

There were few strange events in the southwest region, and even the dark prison world behind the "door" was very peaceful.

The director wanted to hand the black cat in his arms to the doctor.

However, the black cat grabbed the director's clothes tightly and showed a vigilant look to the doctor.

The director's mouth curled up slightly.

"It seems that I have to be present for this joint research."

The doctor shrugged.

"Leave the work in your hands to your assistant, and stay here for the time being."

Hearing this, the director nodded, then took out the communicator and explained to his assistant.

At this time, the quarrel over there had entered a white-hot stage.

Seeing Lu Xiao take out the bone spur, Dante instantly became timid.

The tail behind him, like a steel whip, shrank.

"I'll listen to you. You're right."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao nodded and grinned.

"That's right. I'm a reasonable person."

After saying that, he looked at the prison doctor and continued.

"Mr. Prison Doctor, give her a comprehensive physical examination first."

The prison doctor nodded, and he cut a hole in Nini's body and took a little blood.

Nini's blood was a strange white.

This scene made everyone hold their breath.

You know, even Dante's blood is still red.

Only a few of the polluted strange lives like the Dark Prison are black or dark green.

The prison doctor sniffed gently, and then said in a low voice.

"This patient has hundreds of diseases. It seems that a comprehensive physical examination is really needed."

Just by smelling hundreds of diseases through blood, the prison doctor is sure that Nini's diseases are definitely more than so many.

He looked at the doctor and said in a serious tone.

"Mr. Doctor, I need to borrow the professional medical equipment here."

The doctor nodded indifferently.

There was no need to refuse, and he couldn't refuse.

After a while, Nini was transferred to the medical room of the shelter.

There are the most advanced medical equipment available to humans.

At some point, the prison doctor had put on a white coat.

Obviously, he also felt the difficulty.

After a strict disinfection procedure, everyone entered the sterile operating room.

Nini lay on the operating table, with all kinds of tubes inserted into her body.

The prison doctor stood in front of the operating table with his back bent and carefully observed the values ​​on the instruments.

He was also familiar with those instruments.

He came here often.

His life in the shelter was simple, treating illnesses in the shelter and the medical room.

He went from one point to another, just like a hardworking attending physician.

Of course, the medical room also had its own doctors, and they would only ask the prison doctor when they encountered a disease that they really couldn't handle.

At this time, the staff in the medical room were all working for the prison doctor.

Some people adjusted the operating table to a suitable height for the prison doctor to use.

More people were holding notebooks, ready to record the operation.

Each one looked like a student eager to learn.

After Lu Xiao and the others came in, the prison doctor said in a deep voice.

"Her condition is not optimistic, and normal medical methods have no possibility of curing it."

"Various diseases are mixed together. If the balance is accidentally broken, the patient will die immediately."

As he said, he looked at Ivan.

"Ivan, I need you to build an alchemy array to stabilize the patient's vital signs."

The soul fire in Ivan's eyes was surging. After some thought, he had decided.Which magic circle to use.

After explaining Ivan, the prison doctor looked at Lu Xiao again.

"Lu, I need your blood, a lot of it."

"I need a blood transfusion for her."

Before Lu Xiao spoke, the doctor spoke first.

"I have cultured blood here. Although the effect is not as good, the quantity is large enough."

The prison doctor nodded: "That's OK."

He finally looked at the chainsaw man.

"Mr. Chainsaw, you may not be able to help with this operation."

"Your chainsaw is not suitable for this operation."

Hearing the prison doctor's words, the chainsaw man silently put down the chainsaw in his hand.

After explaining these, he looked at Nini lying on the operating table.

"The patient has a total of 331 diseases, plus 32 curses."

"Her current vital signs are completely maintained by two of the curses."

Obviously, the prison doctor said these words to the staff in the medical room.

"This is a rare skin disease. Patients can only solve it by changing the skin in the early stage."

"The end stage of the disease is like her now, with highly ulcerated skin and toxins invading the blood."

The doctors' eyes lit up when they heard the prison doctor's explanation.

Because they didn't know the name of this skin disease, they directly used the number instead.

However, this is not an important matter. It is enough to just record the symptoms and the treatment method.

At this time, the culture dish from the doctor's office was sent in.

Looking at the huge culture dish, the prison doctor nodded.

A huge ball of flesh was beating slightly, constantly producing bright red blood.

The prison doctor began to change Nini's blood first.

He explained while operating.

"Because this blood is special, it does not need to be matched."

His explanation was very brief, but those present were all top practitioners in the medical industry.

It only takes a simple sentence to understand.

They recorded the prison doctor's words word for word.

It was not until the blood flowing out of the transfusion tube turned bright red that the prison doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

But he did not stop the blood transfusion.

He used the scalpel embedded in his fingertips to start cleaning the surface of Nini's skin.

Even with the prison doctor's technique, the process lasted for more than an hour.

His sharp and solemn voice sounded.

"Next, the highlight begins."