Xuanyuan didn't know.

An unintentional choice allowed him to avoid another disaster.

Come outside the Sky Tower dungeon.

Xuan Yuan joined the queue.

In the hollow of the tree, a black-haired adventurer with a broken hand suddenly rushed out.

The other party covered his severed hand without saying a word, and rushed straight towards the 'Black Heart Clinic' next to the tree hole.

The adventurers who were queuing up spoke up one after another to persuade:

"Brother, don't go, it's a well-known black shop, it's expensive to death!"

"Bear with me and go to the clinic with a good reputation in town."

"The technology is good and the price is cheap."

However, the black-haired adventurer with a severed hand, with a cold face on his face, ignored the reminders of those around him.

Rush straight into the Blackheart Clinic.

Seeing this, the adventurer who had just reminded him couldn't help but spit the ground.

"Whew!"

"It's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs!"

His companion also exhorted:

"Forget it, forget it, good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts."

"If he is willing to be pitted, he will be pitted, anyway, he regrets it."

When listening to the small talk of the people around you.

Xuan Yuan suddenly heard a very familiar mantra chanting faintly from the 'Black Heart Clinic':

"Black silk beautiful legs, white socks and jade feet, peerless murder weapons, glamorous young ......"

Hear the familiar spell sound.

Xuan Yuan decisively walked out of the team and walked towards the Blackheart Clinic.

Seeing that there is another one who can't think of opening and is ready to enter the black store.

Many adventurers in line have opened their mouths to persuade:

"Hey! This little brother, you are not injured, why are you still in a hurry to send money to the black store? ”

"Go to the clinic in town, fool!"

"It's over, it seems that another person is stupid and has a lot of money."

"It's so profitable to open a black shop! There are too many fools, and there are not enough liars. ”

Ignoring the ridicule of the other adventurers.

Xuan Yuan strode into the hut.

As soon as I entered the door, I asked, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant water.

Entering the door is a living room of dozens of square meters, facing two extremely large bookshelves.

The shelves are filled with all kinds of 'special' books that can make young people who are not deeply involved in the world red-eared, and there are all kinds of strange fetishes.

There is also a "rest area" sign hanging on the shelf, which seems to allow patients to browse the yellow books for free while they wait.

The floor of the lounge area is almost dust-free, and there are high-end sofas, leather chairs, luxury chaise longues, and a dedicated snack and drink cabinet.

Continuing inward, there is a small room of less than ten square meters, with a sign of "Healing Area" hanging on the wall.

The only shelf in the treatment room was a handful of medicine bottles, a rudimentary bamboo chair, a dilapidated blood-stained treatment table, and a dirty hospital bed for people to lie on their backs.

The difference between a rest area and a treatment area is as big as a five-star hotel to a rural aqua toilet.

Meanwhile.

The adventurer with the broken arm in the healing area.

Sitting in a chair in the [treatment area], he was treated with obscenities by a doctor wearing small round-rimmed glasses.

Soon.

The black-haired adventurer with his severed hand was cured.

The black-haired adventurer with a cold face stood up and moved his arm in satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth on his cold face curled up slightly in an invisible subtle arc, and even this arc only lasted less than a second, and then disappeared in an instant.

casually threw a Jinnar to the other party, and said with satisfaction:

"The medical skills are good."

The doctor, who was wearing small round-framed glasses, took the Kinnar thrown by the other party, and thanked him with a smile:

"Welcome to the next time~!"

The black-haired adventurer with a cold face did not reply.

He turned around coolly, didn't look at Xuanyuan, and strode out of the clinic.

Wait until the other person leaves.

The tall doctor wearing round-framed glasses looked Xuanyuan up and down, with a smile on his face:

"Little brother, you're not hurt, are you?"

"Didn't you come to me to ask, where can I do big health care around here?"

Xuan Yuan also smiled:

"Curious, come in and have a look."

"It's just that I didn't expect that there would be a former acquaintance who went to the entrance of the Sky Tower dungeon and went back to his old business and opened a black shop."

"It's still the son of the local branch president, and it's very big!"

The doctor with round-framed glasses stretched out his right hand to Xuan Yuan, and said speechlessly:

"If I have such a big background, why don't I eat and wait for death to be a rice worm, hug left and right and enjoy a good life?"

"Do you still need to work so hard to pick up customers every day?"

Xuan Yuan walked over and shook hands with the other party:

"Long time no see~"

"Don't come unharmed, Dr. Nahtmin."

Dr. Nahtermin smiled:

"It's fine."

"It's just that business has been sluggish recently, and I can only survive by drinking the northwest wind."

The one in front of you.

It was Dr. Nakhtmin, who had dealt with Xuanyuan in the Dungeon of Skettos and always liked to chant demonic spells when he was treated.

"By the way, if I hadn't heard your recognizable spell, I wouldn't have dared to come in and be slaughtered."

"Why is it that it is a black store here, and you still say that you are very good in the background?"

"Could it be that you finally sold your conscience for a good price?"

Dr. Nahtermin, lazily lying on the sofa in the [rest area], complained with the graceful appearance of Ge You's paralysis:

"I'm a soft-spoken trainee physician, and I dare to set prices indiscriminately after eating a bear's heart leopard?"

"I don't need to be told by others, those old guys in the Medical Association, who regard money as their life, will soon make me not see the sun the next day."

"The price of treatment remains the same as it was in Holm."

Hear here.

Xuan Yuan followed and sat on the sofa next to him:

"Why does everyone know that you are a black shop? Or is it the kind with a background? ”

Dr. Nahtermin was speechless:

"If I really have a background to open a black store, how can I let the news of opening a black store be known to everyone?"

"Someone is engaged in vicious competition and spreading rumors about me everywhere, and I can't help it."

When Xuan Yuan heard this, he immediately became interested:

"Oh?"

"Tell me more?"

Dr. Nachthmin casually took out a bottle of drink from the snack cabinet and handed it to Xuanyuan:

"This flavor of soda tastes good, you can try it."

Xuan Yuan took the soda and was about to open it.

Suddenly, he looked at Dr. Nachthmin with some vigilance:

"How much is a bottle?"

Dr. Nahtermin looked pompous:

"Damn!"

"It's an acquaintance, and you're also a regular customer, so you can't trust me?"

When Xuanyuan unscrewed the cap of the soda bottle, Dr. Nahthmin's face changed instantly, rubbing his two fingers and looking like he was fascinated by money,

"Thank you for your patronage, Chenghui 30 copper~"

Xuan Yuan couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

Good guys, it's twice as expensive as the soda outside, and it's not particularly outrageous.

Throw the copper plate out of the money bag.

"Even acquaintances are pitted, you deserve to have no business."

Dr. Nahthmin took the brass plate shamelessly and laughed:

"Recently, there have been too few bills, and I can't afford to eat, thank my brother for the relief."

After laughing, he complained with a bitter face:

"Anyway, it's a long story."

"Originally, I was going to come to the university here in Sky City to study as a full-fledged doctor."

"In addition to the medical skills assessment, the most important thing in the entrance examination for doctors is performance."

"I drew lots to win this dungeon."

"I thought I was lucky, and I could easily pass the performance appraisal and get in."

"Who knew it was so tricky here."

"Doctors usually only offer two treatment options for injured people."

"One is natural healing, and the other is instant healing."

"The former relies on the gradual stimulation of the body's self-healing ability to gradually recover, and the latter can recover instantly, but the requirements for medical skills are very high, and the price is also extremely expensive at the cost of consuming a lot of mental power of the doctor."

"These two are [perfect healing], and after the treatment process is completed, there will be no sequelae."

"In fact, there is another irresponsible form of treatment – [imperfect healing]."

"[Imperfect healing] refers to the fact that by violently stimulating the body's self-healing power, only a very small part of the doctor's mental power can be consumed, and the patient's injured area can be quickly recovered, which is usually only used for battlefield emergencies, which is really fast, cheap, and labor-saving."

Xuan Yuan asked:

"However, the quality of treatment is not good?"

Dr. Nakhtamin nodded:

"It's not just the poor quality, there's always a price to pay for treating wounds."

"In this way, the vitality in the patient's body will be damaged."

"The total amount of vitality held by each person in his life is fixed, which is closely related to the self-healing power of the human body, and once a person's vitality is damaged to a certain extent, it is easy to live short."

"This treatment method will also leave subtle dark wounds on the injured area that are difficult to detect, which are not noticeable at the time, but as the dark injuries continue to accumulate, there will be a bad condition that cannot be recovered after a few years."

"For example, if you have a broken bone, if you do it multiple times in this way, it will make the bone more and more fragile as the number of treatments increases."

"You can't see anything in the short term, but in the long run, if you get injured again in a few years, you will easily become disabled, and it will also reduce the development potential of the adventurer's body."

"In general, physicians' associations discourage physicians from recommending this type of treatment to injured people, but they cannot strictly prohibit it."

"If there is an emergency where you have to treat a large number of people in a short period of time, this way can really save lives."

"In order to avoid the conflict between doctors and patients in an emergency, which will cause serious consequences."

"This kind of treatment is also a gray area in the profession of doctors, which will not inform outsiders, and completely rely on the ethics of doctors to self-restrict."

Xuanyuan reacted instantly:

"So, the [cost-effective] clinic in the town uses this kind of method that can cause sequelae?"

Dr. Nahtamin smiled wryly and nodded.

Xuan Yuan frowned:

"You didn't tell the other adventurers about this? Or do you report to the Medical Association? ”

Dr. Nachtermin's forehead support:

"First of all, who will believe what I, the 'doctor who runs a black shop', say if you don't know me?"

"This matter should not be publicized with much fanfare."

"Secondly, if the response to the Medical Associations had helped, the clinic would have closed its doors long ago."

"Outsiders say that my black-hearted clinic was opened by the branch president's son, and the background is all over the sky."

"Actually, the clinic in the town is the real black-hearted clinic, the private property of the son of the local chapter president."

"It's to find an agent who has gone around several times to open a store, and if there is a problem, you can clear up the relationship at any time, and you can continue to open it with another person, and the rumors are basically spread by him looking for someone."

"I'm just a salted fish who just wants to mix up with the qualifications of a doctor's college admission, and I'm rumored to be a black shop with a background."

"Except for the part that has to be handed over to the Medical Association, the rest of the money is almost impossible to eat, and I usually have to go out to buy something secretly late at night, for fear that someone will be beaten in a sack one day."

"Alas, you really wronged me!"

(End of chapter)