Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Young people are energetic and generally in the best period of their lives, so they rarely insomnia. Even if they are tired, after a deep sleep, they will become alive again.

After 3 hours, Lincoln awoke from a deep sleep.

He closed his eyes, stretched his arms freely, and stretched his body.

It was as if I were still in the medical school dormitory of Cincinnati. But the next moment, before Lincoln opened his eyes, he suddenly smelled a weird smell.

It's a non-dense fragrance that smells like sandalwood.

Well, it should be a kind of incense with meditation.

But why do you smell incense in the dorm?

With this doubt, Lincoln opened his eyes. What came into view was not the white and bright roof in his dormitory, but a wooden, old ceiling.

A faint ray of light was shining into the cramped room along the bedside window. Lincoln sat up suspiciously. He looked at the strange furnishings around him, and began to work hard to remember what happened before he slept.

The first picture he remembered was the scene of the weird Mr. Yuri shaking his wrist with a red wooden stick.

That gesture is like... the legendary wizard.

"Damn it!"

Lincoln scratched his hair hard.

He felt that he might not be awake yet, maybe all this was just a bizarre nightmare.

He lay back on the bed again, struggling to wake himself up, maybe next time he opened his eyes, he would find that he was still in Cincinnati and he was still a general medical student who was at risk of being dropped out and had alcohol abuse.

After a few seconds, Lincoln felt awake and opened his eyes again.

What is in sight is the old ceiling and the scent that makes people feel bored.

The cold reality disappointed him.

Everything is true.

The horror guy who could travel through the space and had no eyes on his face was taken to Afghanistan on the other side of the world. He also encountered terrorist attacks and gun battles. He almost lost his life and was rescued by a suspected wizard.

All this happened too suddenly.

To be honest, Lincoln himself did not believe this to be true...

"If you wake up, get out."

Merlin's voice came across the door, with a hint of restlessness in his voice:

"I need your help."

Lincoln froze for a moment, and after a few minutes, he walked out of the room carefully, holding a knife found in the room.

As a result, in the closed small bar in front of his eyes, on the flat table, was lying a **** soldier, and the mysterious Yuri stood beside the soldier with his hands full of stains. Bloody medical gloves, next to some surgical supplies, as well as several removed blood-filled warheads.

"You said you were a medical student?"

Merlin didn't look back, he didn't care about the knife in Lincoln's hand.

If the young man wanted to hurt him, he should at least have a shocker that could let out a lethal current, or simply hold a small missile.

"Uh, I am."

Lincoln looked at Merlin's back, his hand holding a knife was full of sweat.

He realized that if Mr. Yuri was really a wizard in front of him, then this knife could not protect himself completely. In the face of the current situation, his most sensible approach now is...What Yuri said, he will do it. what.

"Then do you have surgical experience?"

Merlin asked again.

Lincoln put down the knife, he wiped the sweat from his hand and replied softly:

"Before being sent to Afghanistan, I was an intern at Cincinnati City Hospital. I mean, I have surgical experience. And for a medical student, my surgical experience should be considered rich."

"That's fine, come here!"

Merlin waved his hand, and Lincoln hesitated.

He quickly stepped forward and stood next to Merlin. As a result, he saw the unconscious and seriously wounded soldier on the table in front of Merlin's eyes.

This is not a native. He is a white man with a strong physique. His facial contours are of that type of fortitude. His short hair is shaved. At first glance, he gives the impression of being smart and strong.

Now, this face is stained with blood, and it looks like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Who is he?"

Lincoln asked:

"Did you save it?"

"I don't know his name."

Merlin replied somewhat discouraged:

"I found him on the battlefield, and he was the only living person on the spot. This guy's vitality is very tenacious, and his will is also tenacious. I think that a person like him should not die like this... but the problem is, rely on My surgical experience cannot save him."

"I removed the bullet and cleaned the stitches, but he still showed no signs of improvement."

Merlin sighed. He felt a rare frustration. He said to Lincoln:

"Before becoming an agent and a wizard, my ideal was to become a doctor, just like you in the future. But now it seems that I am not a good surgeon, which is really regrettable."

He took off his **** gloves and patted Lincoln on the shoulder. He said:

"The next thing is up to you, try your best to save him. But if he is really dead, it doesn't matter."

Lincoln was silent for a moment, he did not tell Merlin the truth that he was about to be dropped out because of alcoholism. He looked at the patient in front of him. He took a deep breath and began to wear medical gloves.

Merlin watched Lincoln inspect the soldier's injury with a very professional attitude. He was like an intern who performed surgery on the sidelines, and did not let go of any learning details.

As he said, if he had a choice, he would not become an agent or a wizard, he would choose to become a doctor.

Fate has changed since the times have changed, but Merlin feels that he can at least retain his original ideals.

He can try to be a doctor.

"Your stitching technique is good."

A few minutes later, Lincoln put down his stethoscope and he said to Merlin:

"But you made a mistake. A penetrating injury like this is not just a simple stitching. Although the bullet did not penetrate his important organs, the extreme pain and the adrenaline surge during the battle made him appear. Stress relief and a series of complications."

Lincoln touched the soldier's forehead and said to Merlin:

"The bacteria carried by the bullets stayed in his wounds, his body was trying to fight, but he couldn't do it... The human immune system is actually very fragile. But he didn't want to die, his body was still trying to save lives He, so the white blood cells surged, he had a fever, and then his body became inflamed."

"It's strange to say."

Lincoln frowned, looking at the soldier in front of him while preparing for another operation, he said:

"According to his injury and his degree of inflammation, he shouldn't last for so long. He should have died a few hours ago."

"Oh, this one."

While taking notes, Merlin said without looking up:

"Every 20 minutes, I throw him a healing spell. What I think is that if my medical skills can't save him, at least I can save him with magic. However, I obviously think the problem is too simple, Healing spells are not omnipotent. Of course, I am not good at healing magic myself."

"Healing curse?"

Lincoln looked at Merlin in surprise:

"Are you really a wizard?"

"Is this strange?"

Merlin looked at Lincoln, and he said calmly:

"In 1995, you should know that the aliens attacked the earth. Although that was just a rumor, many people saw it with their own eyes... I mean, if both aliens and mutants exist, then the wizard exists. , What's surprising?"

"No, no, I mean..."

Lincoln frowned and said:

"You just told me this straightforwardly, is that really okay? Are you afraid that I will talk nonsense everywhere?"

"Why should I be afraid?"

Merlin sat in a chair on the side, he gave himself a glass of wine, he said calmly and slowly:

"After the surgery is over, you will be washed away."

"You won't remember me, you won't remember this operation, you won't remember the shootouts and explosions, and you won't even remember the experience in Afghanistan. I mean, if you pay for the ticket, I can even send you back to Cincinnati. .. you won't even dream of this memory when you dream in the future."

He looked at Lincoln, and he shrugged:

"The wizards can remain mysterious for thousands of years, and it's not just about stealth. Now, let's start surgery, Lincoln. I want to learn something from you, don't let me down."

Under Merlin's urging, Lincoln took a deep breath, and he tried to keep himself from being affected by these strange things.

In front of him, a patient is waiting to be rescued. He will choose to become a doctor, which means that his conscience does not allow him to give up the opportunity to save the seriously injured.

But this operation was unexpectedly long and difficult.

This difficulty does not originate from the outside.

He needed lights, and Merlin threw out four bright spells to form a magical shadowless lamp.

He needed medicines, and Merlin took a wide range of medicines from the magic pocket, and even had some special drugs that were simply not available on the market. Merlin had sufficient reserves.

Even at a critical moment, when he needed to use an electric shock to wake up the soldier's beating heart, Merlin could complete the electric shock process with an arc shaped by magic.

This mysterious wizard is almost the perfect surgical assistant.

But for Lincoln, a trainee surgeon, the real difficulty of this operation is that he must deal with Merlin's endless problems about surgical techniques while maintaining his concentration.

It's like a teacher facing a student with excess curiosity.

He couldn't blame Merlin, because the other party was in full control of the situation, and his power was much stronger than Lincoln.

"ended..."

Lincoln used his fairly superb skills to sew the last wound in the soldier's abdomen.

He took a long breath and reached for his gloves and mask. He took the handkerchief from Merlin, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took the wine glass from the latter, and drank the wine with ice in it.

The moment the alcohol entered his throat, he let out a soothing moan.

This is the deepest desire from a drunkard.

"Continued Cup."

He said to Merlin:

"Actually, you have a lot of theoretical experience, Yuri..."

"My name is Merlin."

Merlin poured a glass of wine to Lincoln. He said to the young man:

"Yuri, that was just a disguise. There must be a lot of disguise in our business."

"Okay, Merlin."

He sat across from Merlin. In the comfort of the wine, Lincoln's nervousness also became soothing. He said to Merlin:

"You can take the exam yourself and go to medical school. You can even complete some simple surgical operations yourself, which proves your talent, Merlin, you will become a very good doctor. I am not complimenting you, You are really suitable for this line."

"Oh, are you persuading me to change my life plan?"

Merlin looked at Lincoln with a faint smile, and said softly:

"Seriously, I don't really like my life now. But the question is, do you know? Lincoln, many times, you have no choice... So, doctor, it is destined to become only one of my interests, and Can't be my life itself."

"Yeah, many times, we have no choice."

Lincoln seemed quite touched at this moment. He looked at the wine in the glass. He looked up and drank the glass of wine.

That booze gesture made Merlin blink.

A doctor should not indulge himself in this way. Alcohol can make doctors' hands tremble and prevent them from controlling their movements. This is a fatal flaw for surgeons who are precise.

"My story has been told enough."

Merlin put down the glass and leaned on the chair. With his left hand, he pulled out the dark red wand, Lola. At the top of the wand, there was a magic light that Lincoln couldn't see.

The Forgetful Mantra is ready to go.

Merlin looked at the young man in front of him. He tapped his wand on his other hand. He said:

"Is there anything you want to tell me before I end your unbearable memory? I mean, the secrets you hide, you have to forget them anyway, so let's talk about it."

"Me, for any secret..."

"Actually very interested."

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