A few minutes later.
【Ding! Task completed, you have earned 50 Skull Coins, Surgery Experience +50, Special Reward +1】
【Ding! Due to uncontrollable and unforeseen circumstances, the Pighead Demon’s favorability has turned into fear. Pighead Demon’s Fear Level +50】
The Pighead Demon trembled uncontrollably, sitting there with a blank expression.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the counter, Lynn sat calmly in a white coat, holding a feather pen, writing his medical report at a leisurely pace.
He pushed a small bundle of medicine toward the Pighead Demon.
“These medications—half for oral use, half for topical application—twice a day, take them on schedule. In about two days, your eyesight should begin to recover. Of course, if you want a faster-acting solution, the price would be ten times more.”
“Now for the bill. The surgery fee, medicine fee, and care fee have been calculated. The eyeball fee was already paid. The total comes to 546 Skull Coins. If there are no issues, please sign here.”
Lynn looked up and gave him a blank stare, friendly as ever. “You can leave your thumbprint instead, if you like.”
The Pighead Demon shakily reached out his hand, pressing a thumbprint onto the report.
With a trembling motion, he took out a large money pouch from his chest, placing more than five hundred Skull Coins on the counter.
“Can I leave now...?”
Lynn nodded at the coins, then his gaze shifted to the bulging money pouch. But the next moment, his eyes were drawn to the Pighead Demon’s large, swollen belly.
【Ding! You have triggered the Pighead Demon’s Hidden Quest: The Odd Belly. Quest Completion Reward: 50 Skull Coins, Surgery Experience +50, Unlocking Eye Diagnosis Feature.】
As the Pighead Demon turned to leave, Lynn suddenly reached out his hand, halting him. "Wait!"
The Pighead Demon flinched involuntarily.
“What now?” He turned around and saw Lynn adjust his monocle. With a soft clink, the eyeball fell onto the desk before being calmly picked up and placed back into its socket.
【Sanity -1】
Lynn shook his head. “I noticed some new issues with your body. If left unchecked, they might cause some unknown effects.”
The Pighead Demon bared his tusks. “Don’t try to fool me! I hate being deceived more than anything!”
Lynn’s expression turned serious. “I’m a doctor, I won’t lie to you. Anyone who enters my shop is my patient, and I am responsible for their health. If I notice an issue and don’t tell you, then that’s a real violation of medical ethics.”
Looking into Lynn’s earnest eyes, the Pighead Demon reluctantly sat back down, still brimming with resistance.
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“What’s wrong? I feel fine.”
Lynn put on a mask and said, “Put your arm out, I’ll check your pulse.”
The Pighead Demon hesitated but eventually placed his bristling, pig-haired arm on the counter.
He gave in for just a moment.
Lynn placed his hand on the pulse, carefully feeling for any irregularities.
【Diagnosis Experience +1】
【Diagnosis Experience +1】
【Diagnosis Experience +1】
Gradually, the Pighead Demon saw Lynn’s brow furrow. His heart leaped to his throat.
“Is there really a major problem?” he asked nervously.
He dreaded the moment a doctor frowned.
Lynn withdrew his hand, looked up at the Pighead Demon with a solemn expression, and said, “It’s not small, but not too big either. It depends on how we handle it.”
The Pighead Demon tensed. “What’s the problem?”
Lynn solemnly replied, “Ectopic pregnancy.”
“…”
“…”
A brief silence followed, with a gust of cold wind blowing through the door.
Then, suddenly, the Pighead Demon roared in fury, grabbing Lynn by the collar and lifting him off the ground. “Are you kidding me, you quack! Are you making fun of me?! I’m giving you one more chance to get your words right!!”
Lynn remained calm.
He adjusted his monocle, his eyeball slipping from its socket with a soft plop before he quietly picked it up and placed it back.
【Sanity -1】
“I’m telling you what I see in your pulse. It’s accurate. You need to trust my medical skill,” Lynn said with quiet determination.
The Pighead Demon roared, “My pulse is none of your business! I’ll say it again! I’m a male pig!!”
Lynn nodded seriously. “That’s why I said it’s an ectopic pregnancy. If it’s true, it’s even worse—it would require a deeper gender correction surgery. That’s going to put a greater burden on you.”
“…”
“…”
The Pighead Demon shook with fury, then slowly released Lynn, sitting back down with a heavy thud.
“What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking of how to chop you into pieces,” the Pighead Demon growled, gritting his teeth, his rage clear in his eyes.
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
Lynn straightened his collar and sat back down at the counter. He took out a case file and said calmly, “Have you been feeling any bloating in your abdomen, nausea, loss of appetite, or any bleeding lately?”
The Pighead Demon slammed his fist onto the table, shaking with restrained fear and humiliation. “What bleeding?! Tell me what bleeding?!”
Lynn continued to jot down notes, adjusting his monocle as he spoke. “Please, don’t get upset. This is just routine. Have any of the other symptoms occurred, besides the bleeding down there?”
The Pighead Demon ground his teeth, eyes bloodshot. “What’s it to you if they have? You think I can’t get a bad stomach from eating something wrong?”
Lynn adjusted his monocle once more, eyeing him coolly. “How long have these symptoms been happening?”
The Pighead Demon growled, “A month!”
Lynn kept writing, his voice flat. “When did your last xx incident occur? Do you have any unhealthy habits, like excessive xx activity or using certain... equipment?”
The Pighead Demon froze, trembling with anger, his fists clenched tightly. “You ask me that again and I’ll—”
Lynn held up a hand, signaling him to stop. “Fine, I won’t ask that again. Next question.”
“During your most recent xx activity, did you feel any...”
Lynn frowned, making a tearing gesture with his hands, “... like a tearing pain?”
This time, the Pighead Demon couldn’t contain himself.
He grabbed Lynn by the collar once more, howling in humiliation and rage.
“I’ve had enough of you!!”
“Translate this for me—what is ‘tearing pain’?! You tell me, what’s tearing pain?!!!”
Lynn placed his hand firmly on his chest, shaking his head. “Calm down. A proper diagnosis requires professional equipment. This is just a procedure every doctor must go through. It’s for your health! I’m doing this for your own good!”
“You don’t want to end up with a lingering disease, do you?”
The Pighead Demon huffed and snorted, his chest heaving with anger. His face was red with fury, but finally, after some more calming, he released Lynn from his grip.
【Soothing Experience +1】
【Soothing Experience +1】
【Soothing Experience +1】
Lynn straightened his collar once again, put down his pen, and gave him a quick glance, shaking his head.
“Now, there’s one more possibility. You might have accidentally consumed something imbued with unnatural strength, causing a distortion in your body, which could explain the false pregnancy symptoms!”