Late at night, Hell's Kitchen.

In a dilapidated rental house, soft music is playing to hide the frantic shouting next door, and Luke can't sleep.

Or rather, in the month I've been in Hell's Kitchen, I haven't slept a single day.

A month ago, Luke was a waste dog who wanted to lie flat, but he accidentally crossed over here while playing some "sticking" games.

It also comes with a goldfinger for the traverser, a simple panel, and a progress bar chest that can be opened on the heads of special people.

[Name: Luke]

[Skill: Medical Skill Green (Slightly Familiar with Fur)]

As for the way to obtain abilities, it is even more confusing, in certain groups of people, a long progress bar will appear above the head, and there is a transparent treasure chest at the end of the progress bar, and the progress bar will slowly grow with the time you spend with that person.

Once charged, you can get a skill in the chest, which corresponds to a trait of the person being drawn.

For example, this [medical skill] is that Luke obtained the ability from his work boss, who is a skilled surgeon who is responsible for treating some unsightly injuries or treating some big people.

And the skills you gain need to be slowly practiced by yourself to increase your proficiency and not make mistakes when using the skills.

The process of charging this progress bar is called sticking!

Because you don't need to do anything special, just stand by his side and the progress bar will start to grow and you will be able to gain abilities.

Well! Marvel Sticker King!

"Hmm~!"

The seductive voice came from next door, and it was obvious that they were also sticking, and it was a negative distance sticker.

Luke's face was bitter, and this cry made himself how to calm down the old man who had been lonely for many years.

"Jingle bell!"

The phone in his arms vibrated for a while, and Luke quickly picked up the phone to connect and save himself from the shyness just now.

"Crooked?"

"Boy, hurry up, come to life."

On the other end of the line was Luke's boss and boss, who had taken in Luke, who was wandering in Hell's Kitchen, as a doctor who specialized in private work.

Asian, named Lee Myung-jin.

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

Luke hung up the phone, got up quickly, and looked around, the most valuable things were the phone in his hand and the hooded sweatshirt on his body.

"Forget it, let's go."

Luke pushed open the door and went downstairs, driving his battered van to the familiar spot.

Hell's Kitchen in the middle of the night is a different kind of danger, where the most common are street robbers, then the gangsters who secretly connect, and the superheroes who follow them.

Fortunately, Luke didn't have a chance to visit these attractions above, and he arrived.

I parked the car at the back door of the hut and knocked on it regularly.

Then there was a long silence.

"Click!"

The door was suddenly opened, revealing a kind face, he was Lee Myung-jin, the strongest surgeon in Hell's Kitchen, 63 years old this year, who looked a lot like Stan Lee.

"Come in, even if you run fast, the person is not dead yet, let's start quickly."

Li Mingzhen urged.

"You should think more about my suggestion, don't learn what people do to knock on the door and say the code!"

"Why don't you just set up a camera?"

Luke complained expressionlessly, but he was quickly changing his clothes, putting on masks and gloves, and followed the old man in front of him into the "operating room".

The old man did not respond to Luke's words, and Luke understood that this was his "intermittent" back-of-ear offense.

"Undress her."

The old man raised his hand and said calmly.

Luke nodded and stepped forward, the chief surgeon couldn't touch anything else with gloves on, and the old man was very strict with that.

There was a beautiful woman lying on the hospital bed in front of her, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she let out a snort or two from time to time, half of her body was covered with blood, and she was seriously injured.

Stretch out your hands and untie the woman's outer garment, revealing the patterned underwear and a large snow-white inside.

Gaze downward.

The woman had an obvious gunshot wound on the left side of her abdomen, and blood was still leaking outward, and there were obvious bruises on her body from her neck to her stomach.

Luke looked at the woman's face and frowned slightly, a little familiar.

"Alright."

Luke took two steps back and stood next to the tool board, waiting for Li Mingzhen's call at any time.

"Hmm."

The old man nodded, and without giving the woman any anesthesia, the sharp scalpel in his hand cut the woman's wound.

The operation began.

Luke's gaze moved slightly, and he came to the top of the woman's head, where there was a crystal clear, full and round progress bar!

This is the second time I've seen this thing in a month, and the last time I got the skill of [Medical Technique] from the old man, I didn't think it would be opened on this woman, what ability can she open?

The progress bar began to recharge slowly, and a little bit of clear liquid slowly rose in the progress bar, and the treasure chest at the end of the progress bar also had a glimmer of light.

"Hemostats."

Luke immediately came to his senses and handed the old man the hemostat in front of him.

The old man was seriously doing the operation, and Luke looked at his skill panel.

[Medical Skills: Midori (Slightly Fur)]

[Medical Skill: A special means of saving people in the mysterious East, you can realize the way of immortality from here. 】

The words "know a little bit about the skin" are slowly shining, which means that Luke is also accumulating the proficiency of skills, and the proficiency increases, and he can reward himself with the corresponding knowledge, just like someone gave you an initiation.

Last time, I went from "not knowing anything" to "knowing a little about fur", and I had more simple surgical knowledge in my mind, and as long as I slowly accumulated, I could become a famous unlicensed doctor.

"Wipe your sweat."

"Okay."

Luke took two quick steps, picked up a rag and wiped it on the old man's face, the old man frowned slightly, and asked without raising his head, "What kind of cloth are you?" What's the smell? ”

Luke looked down at the rag in his hand, immediately threw it on the ground and kicked it under the bed, and said calmly, "It's nothing, maybe it's the smell of potions." ”

The old man nodded, and did not continue to ask, but continued to concentrate on the operation.

Luke hurriedly took the sweat cloth on the table in his hand, saving himself the opportunity to have another accident.

An hour later, the old man casually threw the scalpel aside, pushed the big glasses on his face, looked at Luke and said, "I'll leave the rest to you, I'm old, I'll go rest first." ”

"I usually see you going out to pick up girls, why don't you see you old?"

Luke replied, standing by the bedside and reaching out to change the woman's gown.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted, took off his coat and threw it aside, and went upstairs to rest.

Luke sighed, looked at the progress bar above the woman's head, and quickly finished changing her clothes, and then pushed the hospital bed to the next room.

He turned around and began to clean up the operating room, picked up glucose and hanging needles, and went to the next room to give the woman an infusion.

When everything was done, Luke sat down on the couch next to the woman's bed, staring at the woman's face carefully, and it felt a little familiar just now.

Now it seems that they are really acquaintances.

You're right, Firefox?

The woman lay quietly in the hospital bed, indifferent to Luke's speculation.