Steel steam and flame

Delya and Waters looked at each other at this time, and during the few hours they went to the professional doctor, they told Cassia their ideas for the subsequent development of their power. It talks in great detail about the plan to use existing customers as nourishment to achieve its own growth.

Waters spent most of the time driving and talking about what had been on his mind over the years. Delia was on the sidelines to supplement the current status of the industry and possible future situations, as an assistant to Waters' plans.

"I need to go back and think about it, please give me some time." Cassia finally said, enduring the pain. Two hours later, the stab wound on Delia's body had healed, and her legs, which had been reduced a bit, became red and swollen again.

"There are some things that you don't know yet, and there may be some involvement. After thinking about it, I will give you a clear answer as soon as possible." Cassia thought of her current identity and situation and did not make an immediate decision. He knew that he was extremely inexperienced in this, and that Delya and Waters were more suitable than him to run this small force that had just started. In many cases, Cassia hardly interferes with the development of power, but sometimes asks about the recent situation.

First, he currently has no extra energy. Compared with his current power, improving his own strength is the most important thing. The second is lack of experience. There are many things that cannot be learned from books. In this regard, Cassia knows that he is still a beginner, and he tries not to let his reckless self disrupt Delya and their own development plans. .

He can just stay on the side as a support staff, this is Cassia's idea during this time.

During the discussion, the car also came to a corner of the suburbs of Manoma. Next to it can be seen a building full of traces of time. The paint on the house has long since fallen off, and the bricks and tiles are covered with dead moss. The streets are full of potholes and have been repaired several times, but judging from the current shaking of the limousine, there is still no effect at all.

The limo stopped in front of a flower shop. A large shop filled with fresh flowers of various colors. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and Cassia and Delya's keen sense of smell quickly recognized this smell.

"They are all cultivated in the greenhouse. In the cold winter like Manoma, no flowers can grow." A male clerk in the flower shop saw Cassia and their car parked, thinking they were customers, and stepped forward to introduce them. sentence. After glancing at the limo, he naturally paused on Cassia's feet and said "oh" in understanding.

"Please drive the car to the open space in front. There is a small alley over there, which is also a passage." The clerk said, and Waters restarted the limo.

Then following the guidance, Cassia and the others successfully arrived at a wide basement. It’s no longer surprising. Since this is the domain of a professional physician, these things should be common. All common medical equipment are neatly placed in this basement. There are also many people wearing doctor's uniforms walking among them, and it looks like a small hospital located underground.

"Dear guest, please come here." It was the clerk from the flower shop who was now dressed like a doctor and pushed a wheelchair.

The subsequent process is no different from that in a regular hospital. There seemed to be a lot of people coming here. When Cassia went to the diagnosis room, she saw a lot of patients along the way. Delya and Waters waited outside, and only Cassia entered the room with the clerk.

"Doctor Dole." The clerk introduced himself at this time. He took out a set of tools from the sterilization box on the side, then put on rubber gloves, turned on the light, and irradiated Cassia's swollen legs. Shining like a mirror.

"Business seems to be good." Cassia looked around. It was all blurry frosted glass, and the scenery outside was blurred together.

"Indeed, because it is not a regular hospital, and here in Manoma, there are too many people who need irregular treatment every day. It used to be a small private clinic, and my teacher only treated some simple gunshot wounds and knife wounds. That's all. But I didn't expect that it would turn out like this." Dole applied a dark yellow liquid to Cassia's swollen leg. There was a slight coolness around the skin, and she actually lost consciousness completely.

Dole took a scalpel and made an incision on it, and Cassia couldn't feel the pain at all. She could only smell the special smell of dark red blood mixed with the medicine with her nose.

"My teacher used to just want to be a quiet flower shop owner. He said that he has had enough of this busy life now. Now the teacher also goes out to treat others. I heard that there is some dignity in the dark world. Character." Dole squeezed Cassia's leg with his hand, and more dark red blood flowed out and dripped on the ground.

"Please relax a little bit next." Dole said, while applying the dark yellow anesthetic-like drug, he flexibly manipulated the scalpel with his hand, and opened a few more than ten centimeters long flowers on Cassia's leg. The opening reveals the muscles wrapped in skin. All the bright red colors turned into dark red, and there seemed to be a big problem with the muscle tissue.

At this time, Dole, who squeezed Cassia's leg, seemed to have discovered something. The scalpel was replaced by small forceps, and under the touch of those sensitive fingers, several broken needles were pulled out of Cassia's leg. Then blood flowed out, and the color turned completely black and red, with a pungent smell.

"Guest, may I ask, what did you inject into your legs?" The needle dropped on the tray, making a clear and piercing sound. Dole then looked at his rubber gloves and saw slight corrosion on them.

"The reason is special." Cassia shook her head and did not answer.

Dole changed a pair of gloves and looked at the bleeding speed of those wounds.

"It's understandable, this is a place that originally serves this kind of thing." Dole said, "I basically understand your situation. Although I don't know what you injected, guest, I still have to remind you that this kind of thing It's better to do less." Dole glanced at Cassia at this time, "But I think you, the guest, will definitely not listen to this suggestion."

"The main reason is muscle fiber rupture, which is close to 30%. There is also the self-ablation of some flesh and blood, which is a spontaneous self-protection measure of the body due to damage. Your personal self-healing ability is very strong. This This kind of self-protection also appears to be extremely strong." Dole explained, turned around and walked to the refrigerator in the diagnosis room, and while thinking about it, he took out the medicine he needed from it, "If it is normal, even if the muscle fiber is broken, I think With your own self-healing ability, you shouldn’t let your legs become like this.”

"But the medicine you injected is very corrosive, which may be called severe side effects. In short, in a short period of time, compared to your self-healing ability, the effectiveness of those medicines is obviously more powerful. I will use medicine I’ll help you clean up the remaining medicine, and if nothing happens, you’ll be almost fully recovered in about one to two days.”

Dole began to work, and Cassia watched as her foot was cut open bit by bit, and the black-red blood that did not flow out was slowly being offset by the potion prepared by Dole.

This work took more than two hours to complete. The flesh and blood of Cassia's legs also returned to its normal color at this moment. The redness and swelling were immediately reduced significantly.

"The next step is to repair the severely damaged parts of the muscle fibers. Assisted treatment can speed up the recovery." Dole used pliers to pick out a rubber-like object, bright blood red, from the freezing jar behind him.

"Regenerative colloid?"

A smile appeared on Dole's face under the mask: "Guest, do you know this thing?"

A cold feeling suddenly came over her feet, and Cassia watched Dole deftly split the piece of regenerated colloid with a scalpel and scissors. I was amazed in my heart that the speed and sensitivity of such a technique were no less than those of the students from the military school.

"I saw it once before. I was injured and a doctor brought his assistant to treat it personally." Cassia replied, "At that time, regenerative colloid was used and soaked in a transparent jar."

"That should be a very skilled doctor." Dole said calmly, his voice was just like the flower shop he was guarding, with a very natural feeling, "He can touch it and use it alone for treatment." There are not many people.”

There was a brief silence, and the only sound in the diagnosis room was the sound of scissors cutting into pieces of regenerated colloid, like the friction between rubbers.

"You said he had an assistant with him?" Dole remembered something at this moment, raised his head and asked with some confusion, "Is it a woman with black hair?"

Cassia thought for a while and then nodded.