The next day, Su Lu woke up early. After breakfast, he had a carriage take him to a street.
At the intersection, Su Lu got off the carriage and slowly walked along the sidewalk.
The flower beds on both sides of the street were full of colorful flowers, which gave off a pungent fragrance.
Some surrounding buildings were damaged, but compared to other areas, it was much better.
After walking for a few minutes, Su Lu stopped in front of a private clinic: âThis is the place.â
He looked up and saw a sign that had cracks on both sides and looked like it had stood for a long time:
âRibi Clinic⌠So, itâs you indeed!â
Su Lu blended in with the patients and waited quietly.
Moreover, to his surprise, the clinic was doing surprisingly well.
The old woman in front of him, her face masked by a black headscarf, was chattering nonstop to the crowd about the magical prowess of the female doctor: âI thought I was on the verge of meeting the God⌠itâs Doctor Angie who pulled me back at the crucial moment⌠Although her methods are a bit shocking and brutal, they are absolutely effective!â
Bang!
Just as she was speaking, a man was punched out of the clinic: âDare to make trouble in my place, do you want me to sew your ass to your head?â
Dr. Angie with a stethoscope appeared, her eyes coldly scanning the queue of waiting people: âNext!â
Swept by the predator-like gaze, many patients trembled in their legs, looked at the still spitting blood and left in silence.
Soon, it was Su Luâs turn.
He entered the clinic and found it was small, with only one treatment room, one office, and what appeared to be a combination of an operating room and a laboratory.
Angie Ribby, dressed in a white coat, glanced at him casually: âName? Symptoms?â
âMy name is Ron, we agreed on the party before.â
Su Lu replied in a low voice.
In fact, this Angie Ribby was not meeting him for the second time. Back in Posey Port, he had saved her sisterâDora, and had received a promise for a free treatment.
Of course, at this moment, Su Lu was not planning to reveal his real identity.
He was merely marveling at how small the world was.
It turns out that a random doctor he found at a party is someone he knows.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. Not many wild professionals in the city are good at healing, as long as Angie didnât leave, they were bound to meet.
âItâs you!â
Angie nodded, took a glance at Su Luâs blue hair, and shouted to the outside:
am not working today!â
Slap!
As she spoke, the clinic door was brutally shut.
âIs thatâŚreally okay?â
Su Lu was somewhat speechless.
âIf notâŚwhat else can I do? Drag them into a transcendental event?â Angie was serious, taking her stethoscope ready to check Su Lu. âWait, what are you going to do? Iâm not the one whoâs sick!â
Su Lu quickly interrupted.
âDo you think⌠Iâm a fool?â Angie rolled her eyes: âI heard your description at the party, I know the patient is you! Huh? StrangeâŚâ
Her expression gradually turned to confusion: âYou reallyâŚarenât sick?â
âEven if you donât believe me, you should trust your intuition, and the transcendent item in your hand, Doctor!â
Su Lu glanced at the stethoscope in Angieâs hand. The ability of the [Mystical
Scholar] was activated, he discovered it was a decent supporting magical item. âWhy are you making an appointment with a doctor if youâre not sick?â
Angie impatiently pulled off her mask: âOr⌠did you come here to mess with me deliberately?â
âNo⌠actually, a few days ago, I was indeed troubled by hallucinations, especially when my spiritual power was exhaustedâŚâ
Su Luâs expression became serious: âEven though I was better later, I was very afraid, so I hoped to stock up some corresponding medicines.â
Ignoring other things, if he planned to continue exploring the mysteries of the âNameless Necromancer Bookâ, such a situation might occur again in the future, so he must be well-prepared.
âYou recovered from it?â
Angie looked even more confused, âIn that stateâŚordinary people, even Transcendents, have a 99% chance of going crazy, yet you managed to recover, you have a strong willpower!â
âIt was just a bit of luck plus a special method⌠Do you have experience in this regard?â Su Lu was genuinely curious.
This part-time doctor Transcendent seemed to have a rich experience in treating this kind of special âmental illnessâ, or what could be described as high-level existence of mental pollution.
âI recently found some materialsâŚthat can just deal with this problem.â Once this was brought up, Angieâs eyes lit up as if she was a new person, âIâm good at âBlood Therapyâ⌠and recently, I discovered that if I add that material to the blood vial, even if itâs diluted many times over, it still achieves unparalleled effects⌠Originally, my healing ability was only at the first tier of this path, but now, Iâm confident I can hold my own against third or even fourth tier Transcendent doctors!â
âWhat kind of thing is so useful?â
Su Lu internally doubted, âAll-spirit Medicine?â
âNo⌠itâs blood! Blood of a high-level existence!â To his surprise, Angie answered readily: âI collected it in East District.â
âEast District? Flesh Polluter? The area where sewer monsters frequently emerge?â
Su Lu started to feel cold sweat on his forehead.
What he was thinking was, it was a good thing he didnât let her treat him and inject him with some unknown blood.
âYes, are you worried about pollution? This is an insult to my profession, you should trust my expertise!â
Angie appeared quite normal, she sat down angrily, put up her long legs: âSo⌠you came here today, just to procure the means to treat mental conditions?â âYes!â After a moment of silence, Su Lu answered.
âThatâs really boring⌠I thought you could be more aggressive, then we could team up and go to the East District and get more materials! The monsters there are very troublesomeâŚâ
Angie looked quite upset.
This is normal, because her profession leans toward healing! Her combat power isnât that strong.
Su Lu pursed his lips, wanting to ask where Angieâs mentor and sister were, but remembering his identity, he held himself back: âItâs a shame I canât help you.â
âAlrightâŚâ
Angie went into the laboratory, and not long after, she came out with two blood vials. The bright red color radiated through the glass, looking extremely attractive: âMentally healing agent, each is worth⌠um, fifty Golden Dragons! When using it, inject it directly into your veins.â
âThank you!â
Su Lu took them, casually paid, didnât look at Angie again, and turned to leave..