As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave. Chapter 79: Don’t panic! I’m a professional!

seeing Dr. Charles pick up the scalpel again, Soren breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this wasn’t a regular clinic; so wicked ghosts had very quirky requests. Having one’s head sewn on was considered a rather ta procedure. Occasionally, soone might co in requesting a head transplant, in which case using an axe or a saw would be perfectly reasonable.

Dr. Charles was such an honorable person, and he had sworn on his professional ethics. Surely there wouldn’t be a problem!

As Soren was thinking this, he saw Alexander extend his hand, a touch of red light appearing in his palm and placed on his neck.

Following that, his body below the neck seed to lose all sensation, while his head remained completely intact and unaffected.

Soren craned his neck with effort, watching the masked Dr. Charles in front of him pick up the scalpel and aim it at his belly.

"Doc... Doctor, why are you cutting open my stomach?" Soren beca a bit panicked.

"Don’t panic! I’m a professional! Your disease has spread inside your body. If we want to eradicate it completely, we have to start from the inside!"

"I see!" Soren said, suddenly enlightened.

After a while, Soren watched as Alexander removed sothing from his belly. Was that... his kidney?

"Doc... Doctor... my kidney! My kidneys!" Soren beca frantic.

"Don’t panic! I’m a professional! These two kidneys of yours are just two pathogens now! They must be removed!"

"But... but doctor, why are you putting them in that bowl? It slls like alcohol, and there are onions and garlic floating on the surface!"

"Don’t panic! I’m a professional! The alcohol is for sterilization, and onions and garlic also have a sterilizing effect. Trust , I’m a professional!"

"But..." Soren suddenly thought of sothing, his eyes widened in horror. "I heard that there’s a cannibal in a ghost town far away from here who loves eating human kidneys, and they don’t even use anesthetics! You... you..."

"So you’re saying that you don’t trust ?" Alexander abruptly halted his movents, giving Soren a cold stare.

"No! Absolutely not!" Soren frantically shook his only movable head.

"That’s more like it! What I want isn’t just your kidneys, but to cure all... all of your diseases!"

Alexander marinated the two kidneys, turned around, smiling as he reached into the stomach and pulled out a ghost’s heart, continuing, "Don’t panic! I’m a professional! Look, didn’t I give you anesthetics?"

It seed... sowhat reasonable. After all, he was indeed anesthetized! And the anesthetic worked pretty well! Even if he regretted it now, it was too late to escape!

As item after item was taken out, Soren began to panic again.

"Doctor! Doctor! Why are you taking my ribs! They still have at on them!"

"Don’t panic! I’m a professional!" Alexander put the ribs in the bowl as well, threw a bunch of intestines into another large bowl, turned around, and smiled, "That’s it! Shall I stitch you up now or install the organs?"

Stitch up now? Wouldn’t that leave his belly empty?

"Install the organs! Install the organs!" Soren said without hesitation.

"Alright!"

Alexander took out an organ replicator, smiling and asked, "What’s your budget? Twenty-four ribs for only 100 ghost coins, cheap! Large intestines, heart, etc., all add up to just 500, a bargain! Two kidneys for 1000! If you want to replace everything, I only charge 1500, and the ribs are free!"

Selling this stuff, Alexander was even more professional!

"This... this is so expensive? Can I have the original ones back?" Soren asked weakly.

"I’m a professional. If we don’t replace them, wouldn’t that be a waste of the treatnt! Are you planning to ruin my reputation?" Alexander’s kindly face instantly beca fierce.

In his two hands, covered in ghost blood, a saw with grim-looking tal gears suddenly appeared.

Humming...

As the gears of the saw turned, the sharp blade slowly moved towards Soren’s eyebrows: "To prevent you from ruining my reputation outside, I must give you a thorough treatnt. How about amputating everything below your eyebrows?"

Below the eyebrows, amputating?

Most importantly, this saw was actually a malicious ghost-level creature. Could he survive this?

"Replace! Replace! Isn’t it okay if I replace them?"

If Soren didn’t realize now that he had been tricked, he would really be a fool. But now that Alexander had anaesthetized him, Soren had no chance to resist.

"That’s better! Let’s see what you can afford to replace!"

As Alexander spoke, he began to search Soren. This ghost was sowhat poor! Despite being a malicious spirit, he only had one hundred ghost coins on him.

Seeing Alexander’s unfriendly gaze, Soren cried out, pleading, "I’m just a small-ti celebrity. I wasn’t very famous when I was alive, and there aren’t many fans here among the ghosts!

If it weren’t for two older female ghosts supporting , I would have starved to death on the streets long ago! Dr. Charles, please, no matter what, help put my kidneys back! That’s what I rely on for food!"

This ghost was too pitiful...

Well, this is the first deal, might as well perform a good deed!

Alexander didn’t make organs with the replicator. Instead, he picked up a kidney from the bowl, shook off the cooking wine and spices, and put it back in Soren.

At the clinic entrance, countless wicked ghosts were eagerly waiting.

"Damn, is that sissy in there giving birth or sothing? Why isn’t he out yet, do you think it’s easy for to save money to buy so human flesh?"

"Damn it, I’m almost starving, when is it my turn?"

...

As expected, not many of the ghosts that ca were actually there for treatnt.

After a long ti, the door of the clinic was suddenly thrown open.

Soren, with tear stains at the corners of his eyes, slowly walked out.

Imdiately, all the ghosts surrounded him.

"So, Soren, was the human flesh inside tender? It’s not an old woman again, is it? Last ti a piece of at got stuck in my teeth seven tis!"

"Soren, didn’t we just see you paying for human flesh? Why are you coming out empty-handed?"

Soren’s eyes turned red, and he imdiately burst into tears. He was so wronged! As a malicious ghost of a devil level, he originally ca here to get flesh, but he ended up being the one being bullied.

His stomach was empty with just a pickled kidney inside!

"Soren, why are you crying? Is the flesh inside not good? Did sothing unexpected happen, and there’s none left?" A burly man asked anxiously.

This is a black clinic, you can’t go in!

Soren wanted to shout out at that mont, but he gave it a thought. That’s not right! These ghosts didn’t have much to do with him. On the contrary, this guy in front of him was still insulting him as a sissy. Why should he warn them?

Furthermore, if those two old female ghosts found out that he only had one kidney left, his sex life would definitely be affected, and what would he rely on for living in the future?

But...if everyone was in the sa situation, wouldn’t he be the one being laughed at?

"Don’t you dare say that about Dr. Charles! He is a truly admirable doctor!"

At this mont, Soren’s acting skills were pushed to the extre. He hated Charles in his heart, but he pretended to be grateful on the surface.

In short, he looked like a seriously ill patient who had been cured, and he said excitedly:

"Dr. Charles, he’s not like any other doctor, he...he is professional! His dical skills are superb, his surgical skills are unmatched! Even during surgery, he doesn’t let you feel any pain. He...he gave a new life!"

Good grief!

Soren’s fanatic devotee-like appearance completely baffled the ghosts. Could it be that the clinic was not selling human flesh, but so kind of miraculous doctor?

"Boss...boss, as you expected, Soren didn’t let the secret out. On the contrary, he spoke highly of you. Now the second ghost has already gone to the treatnt room. Do you want to go there?"

In the operating room, Sam entered and reported to Alexander.