Dimensional Eroders

Chapter 660 The old shaman is on fire, tyranny...

After the newcomers left, one of the high-end group members responsible for accepting the rookies shouted to Bailang: "Hey, Shaman. We have already picked them up. From tomorrow onwards, we will send money on time every day, and we will settle every day without defaulting on it. Support the auditing of the accounts, without deceit. And guarantee the basic safety of these mules. We have done so much, should you also fulfill your promise?"

Lang nodded: "Of course it's okay to cure illnesses and save lives, but don't bother me with minor ailments that can be solved by life potions and healing scrolls. I also have grades."

One of the reasons why this team's quotation is higher than other organizations is that Bailang is required to provide expert treatment services free of charge. Only the friendly cost price is charged, not even the manual fee.

In Bailang's eyes, this small request is insignificant, and it can even get a bunch of "patients with difficult and miscellaneous diseases" for nothing to give Xiao Fufu more treatment experience and improve Bailang's "medical level". (fufu is mine, and fufu's medical skills are naturally my medical skills!)

Contractors have been performing tasks in the ninja world for a long time, and minor injuries and illnesses can be healed by medicine. However, when encountering symptoms such as fundamental injuries, serious internal injuries, severed limbs, special pollution, and curses, nurses with the wrong expertise may not be able to solve them.

This kind of unlucky person will either be delayed until the return, and rely on the paradise to solve the hidden dangers. Unfortunately, it is easy for dogs to take care of them. Even if you are lucky enough to save your life, if you are seriously injured and your strength plummets and you are unable to fight again, you will basically waste a mission opportunity. Not only will you not get any benefits, but it may also drag your companions down.

Contractors often act in a small team. A well-coordinated team lacks any links. If there is insufficient coordination in battle, the strength will inevitably drop, and even collapse and die suddenly.

Therefore, a nanny is essential. but! Good nurses don't come around very often.

Secondly, there are specialties in the surgery industry, and there are many kinds of milk flavors. Not every nanny can overcome curses. For example, Ophelia, a holy priest, cannot transplant eyeballs, but Bailang can! She can't perform organ replacement, but Bailang can! She can't... Bailang can!

Different nannies have different milk volumes, different tastes, and different fields of expertise. And Bailang, a wild sharing type universal blood dad with unique skills, is highly sought after even if the milk is mixed with blood and poisonous.

"I have two patients here. One had a severed limb, whose left arm was cut off, but it was well preserved, and the severed limb had been frozen. The other's liver had been eroded by wood cells and could not be removed. It could only be locked up with a partial sealing technique. At the same time, he lost his liver function and has been relying on medicine to save his life."

After Bailang listened, he thought about it. It is not difficult for him, especially for the first patient, he can do it by himself (with fufu) without even using the power of [Holy Mother of Mercy].

So I couldn't help asking: "Since the broken arm is well preserved, why don't you just press it back? Konoha is so big, and there are many medical contractors, so it's not difficult?" The implication is that you want to prostitute my medical resources for nothing?

"It's not that simple." The other party shook his head, "The contractors of the Konoha camp are also in competition with each other. There are very few people like you who have no affiliation. How can the healing department of other teams rescue competitors? Konoha has medical ninjas , but when our wounded were cut, there was a curse in the attack, and Chakra couldn't lift it. We also reacted in time, and cut off the tissue about 1cm thick at the section to avoid the "curse spread". In addition, the delay There are no healers who are proficient in surgery."

"Oh! In other words, the severed arm and the cut section of the body are actually missing 2cm thick flesh and bones? This is not a problem for me." Bailang understood that this is really not something that ordinary doctors can solve, "Then the other What's going on again. Mudun cell erosion? As far as I know, this is the top blood-successor limit in the ninja world, why not follow the trend and follow it directly?"

The other party shook his head: "The bloodline of the wounded has already been strengthened, and the compatibility between the two is extremely poor. Once the Mudun cells are allowed to spread, it will be blood pollution and it is extremely difficult to get rid of. Moreover, this cell is not a pure Mudun blood inheritance, but has been integrated into it. It has acquired highly toxic properties, mutated, and is very disgusting."

After Bailang found out the situation of the two patients, he was not afraid to retreat, but was eager to try it. He was able to prostitute a copy of the 'Wooden Cell' on the second patient, and he was very happy! Thinking of this, he reminded a little happily: "Although I provide free treatment and promise to do my best, and there is a high probability of eradicating the disease. But the cost will not be free."

"No problem, as long as the person can recover and regain combat power, you can do whatever you want within a reasonable range."

Bailang thought for a while, and then took precautions again: "There is one more thing I need to clarify in advance. These two patients are not minor injuries, and have been weak for a while, and have been troubled by injuries. If there is no more suitable doctor, it is likely to be delayed until the return. You don’t deny this, do you?”

"Then what?"

"Even if an injury of this level is completely cured, it is impossible to recover perfectly and return to the peak 100%. There will be sequelae such as weakness and decline, which cannot be recovered by drinking a few more bottles of red. It is like a patient with paralysis and atrophy of the lower limbs , even if he recovers miraculously, it will take a lot of time just to regain standing and walking, and this kind of recovery has nothing to do with surgery. What's more, after being paralyzed for so long, it is impossible for his legs to return to their peak in an instant."

The other party frowned: "You mean the sequelae will be very serious?"

Bailang suddenly raised his voice, reacting fiercely: "How is that possible! Are you questioning my professionalism? I just remind you that after a patient recovers, he cannot 100% return to the peak. If you feel some errors or illusions, it is normal and there is no need to panic. , go back to the paradise and spend some money on health care.”

"Then leave it to the shaman."

"I'm a doctor!"

…

Half a day later, under the joint treatment of Bailang + Sarff + Ophelia, the two contractors who had regained their health and looked happy happily checked their bodies.

One of the warriors with a strong body, after being empowered by the holy light of the elf girl again, waved the machete in his hand energetically, slashing falsely in the air again and again, feeling the state of the broken arm after recovery.

At this time, the teammate who accompanied him all the time asked, "How do you feel?"

"Very good, the whole arm is not much different from before it was broken, but the meridian at the wound is still stagnant when it is running internal force."

His companion was concerned again: "How much strength has been recovered?"

"At least ninety-five percent, but it's kind of weird."

The man slashed and slashed repeatedly, fine-tuning and regaining the familiar sense of control, while answering. Bailang listened with a smile all the way, like a loving father who cared for patients, without interjecting.

"What's wrong?" his companion asked.

"I can't tell, but I always feel something weird?" The man frowned slightly, continued chopping, then closed his eyes, and felt it with his heart: "I don't know if it's an illusion? I always feel that my left hand seems a little short?"

Bailang groaned mentally, and secretly scolded these high-ranking fighters for their sensitivity. A master of cross-training like him has long controlled the power and control of every muscle in his body, invaded the body's "task manager" to a certain extent, and seized the authority of the subconscious mind of the body.

These high-level contractors have a higher degree of penetration into the body, and through repeated practice, they have established a set of "custom archives" in their minds that match "martial arts, fighting style, experience, moves, and strength attributes", which are full of the most Optimize the configuration, or some 'shortcut keys' that combine moves into instinct.

After recovering at this moment, use 'archive' again to adapt and test the hardware, and you can immediately notice the inconsistency.

Bailang didn't give him a chance, and suddenly coughed lightly, interrupting the patient's self-examination: "Patient, your arm has been broken for a long time, and the wound has shrunk. "The vitality is seriously injured, and it is almost perfectly repaired in the end, but the injury is always injured, and the broken mirror is difficult to recover. Your memory still stays before the injury, coupled with the weakness of the body, there will naturally be an illusion of incoordination. If you don't believe me, you can measure it Are the arms symmetrical?"

The patient who had sought medical treatment for a long time failed, but now recovered suddenly, was very superstitious about Bailang's authority. Moreover, when the arm was connected, the strength directly recovered by more than 9.5%, which is not much better than the disabled person when the arm was broken, and it has far exceeded psychological expectations.

Therefore, his heart is more joyful, and he has no faults or dissatisfaction. Hearing what Bailang said, he immediately stretched out his arms at the same time and compared them in front of him. They were perfectly symmetrical, neither long nor short. Compared with the healthy part of the injured arm, there is no difference in thickness.

"I'm sorry doctor, I was worrying too much!"

The white wolf shook his head and showed a bewildered smile: "It's okay, the reattached broken arm must be different from the original one. Don't worry about it. I've already finished 99 points. When I return to the paradise, it will naturally be completely repaired. 1 point remaining."

At the same time, he secretly thought in his heart that thanks to the resourcefulness of labor and capital, he directly summoned the 'Mother of Mercy' to perform the 'Distortion Healing'. Cut off a part of the 'Health Concept' of his left arm and fill the wound on his right arm. And after the broken arm was connected, the length of the other hand was shortened in time, and the average value was used to lengthen the broken arm, which resulted in the same effect of both arms.

If his past 'origin' of both arms is 100, even if he returns to Paradise for in-depth treatment, the new limit of the perfect state of both arms will drop to about 95, but after all, it's not long or short. It's just shortened at the same time, but symmetrical, just get used to it.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"It should be, is the doctor benevolent?" Bailang accepted the gratitude without guilt.

At this time, the teammate who accompanied the patient to the doctor looked at the second man who was thin and suspected to be a legal professional: "Where's your injury?"

The other party pressed his palm on his chest, and after groping for a while, he turned his body and made several movements, then nodded: "No problem, I'm fully recovered." Then turned to look at Bailang, and said seriously: "Thank you, doctor."

Bailang smiled, thinking of the "Poison Element Wood Essence of Blood Essence" purified by his "Centrifugal Arm", he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "It's a small thing."

At this time, he thought to himself that the 'liver', an internal functional organ that lacks sensory organs, can be checked clearly by just trying it out casually?

Those with liver cirrhosis may not know it unless they go to the hospital for a physical examination. You only confirm the elimination of 'blood contamination' from the status bar, do you really think that the 'liver-concept' is not permanently missing 9%?

At this moment, Bailang realized the power of the 'Distortion Healing'.

How powerful is the power of the evil spirit that can easily tear down the east wall to make up for the west without much effort, reverse the "health concept" and turn the human body's defects back into the "unity of all elements". It can directly act on a second-level senior person and a third-level contractor by leapfrogging the level, healing the other party by leapfrogging, and even making the other party unaware.

Bailang sighed in his heart: I am really a miracle doctor!

Of course, Xiaofufu's surgical skills and Ophelia's holy light accelerated cell division also contributed. But the one who masters the core technology is still himself.

After sending away the two contractors who came to seek medical treatment, Bailang said to the idle waist: "Go and spread the word about today's events. Including the deeds of my thorough Mai Te Dai yesterday, and the situation of these two terminally ill contractors, spread the word." Open, increase my reputation. I need more patients to come to see a doctor, no matter trading ninjutsu, equipment, or information, it is better than actively spending money to buy second-hand garbage information.”

"I understand, let's do it."

In the next few days, Konoha suddenly had an extra member who is proficient in various medical systems, solidified 5 self-healing abilities, is good at witchcraft and evil methods to invite gods, likes to use blood as a medium for spellcasting, and specializes in treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases. The old shaman's news spread quickly, and then gradually changed its taste and went wrong.

Then, one after another, the contractors with unspeakable secrets came to ask for help anonymously. But thanks to his fame and reputation, he managed to get out, and a large amount of information, embers, and special materials fell into Bailang's hands.

One of the latest pieces of information caught his attention: "Huh... A shark?"