in the clinic.

Xu Qing sat in a chair and flipped through the notes in his hand.

This medical notebook, inherited from a previous doctor, is covered with insanely twisted text.

Xu Qing was a little difficult to read at first.

The SAN value keeps dropping.

But it's much better to look at.

Heal experience +1 in front of you......

Xu Qing was surprised and delighted.

The world of horror games is essentially a real and terrifying underworld, and all the ghosts that exist are real.

Death is also real, of course.

Learning in the real world can naturally increase your experience points or acquire new skills.

"It would be nice if there was a library here."

Xu Qing couldn't help but reverie.

After a moment, he shook his head again.

If you want to find a bookstore or library, you have to go out of the clinic.

However, outside the clinic is a real thriller game world, full of ghosts, and he is an ordinary player, not so big-hearted.

"Don't be in a hurry about reading."

"Wait until you have accumulated enough strength levels, and then think about leaving the street and expanding your business."

Xu Qing closed the note in his hand.

After mastering the pharmaceutical skills, he has many new understandings and many new ideas in his mind.

He was ready to get his hands on it and really try his hand at making potions.

Although the tools and equipment owned by the former doctor are all relatively dilapidated, the good thing is that the equipment itself is relatively complete.

It is not very difficult for Xu Qing to make pharmaceuticals, and the clinic has complete pharmaceutical equipment and basic materials stored in the warehouse.

Stand at the pharmaceutical table.

Xu Qing took out the [antidepressant drug formula] from the game space.

When Xu Qing first got started, he planned to make high-quality medicines.

"Although the medicine in the world of thriller games is different from the real world, the principle will not change much after all, and I should be able to."

"Antidepressant formulation, need ......"

"These are all ordinary quality materials, and the warehouse should have them."

"Start blending."

A moment passed.

Xu Qing looked at the green reagent in the test tube in front of him, and was a little skeptical about the authenticity of the antidepressant.

You are sure, this is an antidepressant.

It's outrageous.

【Antidepressants】

[Description: Can be used to treat the depression of ghosts]

[Note: Irreversible changes may occur after long-term use]

After three failures, Xu Qing successfully concocted a bottle of high-quality antidepressants.

In this process, Xu Qing also discovered one thing.

The quality of the pharmaceutical formulation does not represent the quality of the finished pharmaceutical product.

As long as the configuration is completed to 77%, the result is a fine medicine.

"If I'm 90 percent complete, or 100 percent."

"Can the quality of antidepressants be excellent?"

"The quality of the finished product can always be one order higher than the formula of the medicine!"

Thinking of this, Xu Qing was suddenly full of motivation.

In this way, if he becomes a master-level ghost doctor, then he can also make high-grade potions with the most ordinary medicinal materials.

It is also in the delicious food as long as it is simple cooking.

When the time comes, if you sell these medicines again, won't it be a huge profit and a proper rich?

Just as Xu Qing was indulging in dispensing, the doorbell rang.

Another patient comes to the door?

As a doctor with medical ethics, Xu Qing has always attached great importance to patients.

He immediately put down his work and went to the front desk of the clinic.

When Xu Qing saw the appearance of this guest, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

A thin old lady squeezed in through the gap, still with a stiff smile on her face.

"Are you Dr. Xu?"

Hearing the old lady's title, Xu Qing knew that this should be a new customer introduced to herself after the rift girl returned to the community.

However, the old lady's body was so light and thin that it was almost equivalent to a walking piece of paper.

It's not that I think the appearance of the paper old lady is too scary.

It's because Xu Qing himself hasn't learned the technique of treating paper people!

However, as a professional doctor.

Xu Qing does not refuse the patient's request for help, but shows a professional smile.

"Do you have any needs?"

The paper old lady squeezed into the clinic, hunched over, and her figure looked a little transparent under the illumination of the light.

The smile faded into her folded face, and she sighed slightly.

"It's not me, it's my poor grandson."

"He was sick with crying, and he cried every day, and he cried every day......"

"I want to ask, doctor, can you cure crying?"

"Crying?"

Xu Qing groaned.

There are also cases of crying sickness in reality.

However, here is the world of thriller games.

Obviously, it is not possible to fully apply real-world medical knowledge.

In the world of thriller games, you may have to use a scalpel to dig out the tear sac and get rid of your grievances.

In addition, crying can also be some kind of mental illness of ghosts.

"Old lady, you sit down first, and I'll give you a check."

When the old lady heard this, she was slightly stunned.

"Dr. Xu, my grandson is sick with crying...... Not me. ”

"I know."

Xu Qing said with a smile.

"So, I'm going to give you a check-up."

Old Paper Lady: ???

The reason why Xu Qing wanted to check the old lady paper was very simple, check the information.

The patient is the grandson of the old paper lady.

By examining the old lady, you may be able to observe the condition of your grandson from the side.

Well, it must be so, that's right.

The old lady looks not young, and it is normal for her to suffer from some geriatric diseases.

Xu Qing is not very good at operating on paper people.

However, the healer is benevolent.

In case the old lady is also a patient, Xu Qing is still willing to help her solve the problem.

Of course, the fee is also charged normally.

Won't ask for more.

I'm not a black doctor, and this isn't a black heart clinic.

Seeing that Xu Qing insisted on checking her body, the paper old lady showed a stiff smile on her folded face.

This Dr. Xu can handle it, and he can see that there is something unusual about me.

"In that case, then trouble Doctor Xu."

The old lady paper said, leaning on the seat next to her, seeing that the old lady paper cooperated, Xu Qing reached out and pressed her crumpled wrist.

【Paper Old Lady】

[Introduction: She is dead, but the rest of her soul has been stuffed into pieces of paper by so-and-so, becoming a walking puppet, she often thinks of the past, whether it is schizophrenia or schizophrenia......]

[Recommendation: Abandon treatment]

“……”

See the description of the paper old lady.

Only then did Xu Qing understand.

This terrifying-looking old lady is actually a paper puppet of a ghost.

In other words.

The paper old lady in front of her is not even a [ghost] in the real sense.

After a little thought, you can guess that the ghost behind it may be the "grandson" who suffers from crying disease in its mouth.

"What's wrong...... Doctor. ”

"Do you see something......