Watson Strong is in his forties, with a slender build, slender cheeks, a short beard on his chin, a hooked nose, narrow eyes, dark hair, and rimless gold-wire glasses.

He is dressed very well in line with the profession of a doctor.

Watson's clinic is located near the port area, not far from the ruins that have been demolished to be built, when the parents were still there, they once wore Thomson and the two siblings to the clinic to see a doctor, with this incense situation, at the beginning, Dr. Watson only helped Scarlett see the doctor, Thomson paid only a few dozen Fennig, and the drugs he received from Watson were more than this price.

It's a pity that Watson couldn't cure Scarlett, and even the cause of the disease was not found.

That doesn't say Watson Strong was a quack.

In fact, he graduated from a formal medical college, and also participated in military expeditions, once fought in the wilderness of the New World, as a military doctor, he is very good at emergency medicine, in fact, he is not inferior to common diseases, and even has some strange events.

As an ordinary person, Watson has been in close contact with some mysterious events, and he can get away with it, so it is not appropriate to say that he is incompetent.

At the beginning, Thomson took Scarlett to the door for help, and Watson also devoted himself wholeheartedly, during this time, he was also studying the samples taken from Scarlett, a little bit of cell genes, some blood, to find out the cause.

Some time ago, he has been using his knowledge of traditional medicine to test, and recently, he has used some occult knowledge.

In his opinion, Scarlett should have been caught up in some mysterious event, if not by some being, but by the pond fish.

However, although Watson knew some occult knowledge, he was not a transcendent after all, not even a gifted person, and many of the occult methods he knew could not be used by himself.

Therefore, now he is still confused and has no clue.

However, he did not give up.

Watson is passionate about the occult and can be said to have put his life into it.

A long time ago, his parents had passed away, because of the choice of profession, he and his only brother, Charlotte Strong, had become the same passerby, had not been in contact for a long time, for everything mundane, he did not have the slightest nostalgia, devoted himself to the study of the occult, the profession of doctor, is just a cover-up, but also a means to obtain money.

All the money is invested in the occult.

Unlike most ordinary people, Watson knew the existence of the occult and had close contact with the transcendental, when he was fighting in the New World, he once followed a detachment of transcendental beings, and it was there, in his early twenties, that he first saw the strange transcendent battle, and since then, he has been deeply obsessed with it, and it is difficult to extricate himself.

He had an ambition in his heart that he had never told anyone.

He knows that once this ambition is known to others, it will definitely be regarded as a joke, and he will also become the laughing stock of the world, so he will never confide in anyone.

He wants everyone to be extraordinary.

Not only the gifted can become transcendent, but even the mortal can become transcendent.

In his opinion, the so-called gifted people are not the darlings of some gods, in fact, they are no different from ordinary people, but there are genetic variations, this variation is not all random, but has a certain law, which is also the reason for the existence of blue-blooded nobles, but at that time, people were passively looking for laws based on experience, and the inheritance of talent was also ethereal and elusive.

However, as long as you master this law, ordinary people can also become gifted.

That's what he studied, and that's what he wanted.

To others, it may be a dream.

Watson didn't expect to be understood by others, so he did it silently, experimenting step by step, even if he had no clue, even if he invested all his assets, he was still full of enthusiasm and still had no regrets.

At this time, under the faint yellow magic stone light, he wore a mask, and after looking at Scarlett lying on the hospital bed for a while, he would raise his head and peek at Ryan sitting on the sofa in the corner of the room through the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses.

There were waves in his heart.

Having checked it for the second time, he was sure that Scarlett had recovered, that the unknown being that had been hiding inside her had disappeared, and that she was alive and well, stronger than she was before she was sick.

Now, it's just sleeping.

Of course, she still needs some nutrients.

At this time, Watson had already given Scarlett a nutritional injection, infused the nutrients directly into the bloodstream, and then, let her sleep, and when she woke up, she would be as lively as the other children.

"Let her sleep and wake up!"

Watson said to Thomson, who was sitting on the side of the bed.

Thomson nodded, his gaze falling on his sister's rosy face, and he had no time to care.

At this time, Watson took off his gloves, took off his mask, tidied up his clothes, and walked towards Ryan who was sitting in the corner, Ryan was sitting on the sofa with his back against the wall, and on one side of the wall, there was a magic stone electric lamp hanging, and the light gently poured down, shining on his cheek on one side.

Ryan stood up, and Watson raised his hand, signaling that he didn't have to get up.

After Watson sat down on the couch in front of him, Ryan sat down, observing basic etiquette.

The two had introduced themselves before, but they hadn't talked carefully, and at that time, Watson Strong's attention was on Scarlett, and now, they had time to talk properly.

"Doctor, how much does it cost?"

Ryan asked softly.

Watson waved his hand.

"I didn't do anything, the consultation fee or something, forget it!"

He stared at Ryan, his eyes sharpened, like a dagger glittering with cold light.

"What is your relationship with these two children, and you cured Scarlett's illness?"

After all, after being a military doctor for a few years, he has become accustomed to the directness of a soldier, so he did not make tentative remarks in a roundabout way, but put forward his own questions straight to the point, and the young man in front of him was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he did not dare to treat the other party as a real young man.

"It's just a matter of ......"

Ryan smiled, a cold smile.

Watson smiled too.

"Are you transcendental? or are you gifted?"

Without waiting for Ryan to reply, he continued.

"At your age, you should be a gift, right?"

Ryan nodded.

"Irises?"

Watson Strong's voice echoed through the room.

"Irises. ”

Ryan replied.

There was a fluctuation in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to know about irises, and also understood the difference between transcendents and talents, in this case, he had to tell Thomson to speak well.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"

Watson sighed, his gaze falling on Ryan's face and not looking away for a long time.