Transcendent Dawn

The next day, Sulu got up early, and after breakfast, he let the carriage drive him to a street.

At the intersection, Sulu got out of the carriage and walked slowly along the sidewalk.

The flower gardens on both sides of the street are full of flowers of various colors, and at this time they exude a tangy fragrance.

Some surrounding buildings were also damaged, but compared to other areas, it is still much better.

Sulu walked for a few minutes and stopped in front of a private medical clinic, "This is it."

He looked up and saw a sign with a crack on each side that looked like it had been through a long time

'Ruibi Clinic...it really is you! '

Sulu mixed among the patients, waiting quietly.

Moreover, he unexpectedly discovered that the business of this clinic was unexpectedly good.

Standing in front of him was an old woman with a black turban covering her face, chattering to the people around her about the magic of the female doctor, "At that time, I almost thought I was going to be summoned by the goddess...it was Dr. She held me back at the last moment... Although her method was a bit... scary and rough, it was definitely effective!"

boom!

While she was speaking, a man was beaten out of the consulting room, "Dare to make trouble here, do you want me to sew your ass on your head?"

Angie appeared wearing a stethoscope, and cast a cold glance at the crowd waiting in line, "Next!"

Swept by the gaze of a predator, many patients trembled in their calves, glanced at the man who was still vomiting blood, and walked away silently.

Soon, it was Sulu's turn.

When he entered the clinic, he found that the place was very small, with only one treatment room, one office, and what appeared to be an operation and laboratory.

Angie Raby in a white coat glanced at him casually, "Name? Symptom?"

"My name is Ron. We made an appointment at that party."

Sulu replied in a low voice.

In fact, it was not the second time I met Angie Ruby.

As early as in Posey Port, he had saved the other party's younger sister, Dora, and obtained a promise of free treatment.

Of course, Sulu at this time is not prepared to reveal his true identity.

He was just lamenting that the world is still very small.

He randomly found a doctor at the party, which was his acquaintance.

But it's normal to think about it carefully. In a city, there are probably not many wild professionals who are good at healing. As long as An Ji doesn't leave, there will always be encounters.

"It's you!"

Anji nodded, glanced at Sulu's blue sea-like hair, and suddenly shouted to the outside, "No business today!"

Snapped!

As the voice fell, the door of the clinic was roughly closed.

"Is it really good to be like you...?"

Sulu was speechless.

"Otherwise... what else can we do? Involve them in extraordinary incidents?" Anji looked serious, holding a stethoscope and preparing to examine Sulu.

"Wait a minute, what are you going to do? I'm not the one who's sick!"

Sulu said quickly.

"Do you think... do I look like a fool?" Angie rolled his eyes, "I knew the patient was you when I heard your description at the party! Huh? Strange..."

Her expression gradually turned into confusion, "Are you really... not sick?"

"Even if you don't believe me, you should trust your intuition and the extraordinary item in your hand, doctor!"

Sulu glanced at the stethoscope in Angie's hand, and the mystic scholar's identification ability was activated, and he found that it was a good auxiliary magical item.

"If you're not sick, what doctor did you make an appointment with?"

Angie tore off the mask impatiently, "Or... did you come to tease me on purpose?"

"No...Actually, a few days ago, I was indeed plagued by hallucinations, especially when my mental power was exhausted..."

Sulu's expression turned serious, "Even if I get better later, I feel very scared, and I hope to stock up on some corresponding potions."

Among other things, if he intends to continue exploring the mysteries of the "Unnamed Necronomicon", that kind of situation may happen again in the future, and of course he must be fully prepared.

"Recovered?"

Angie's expression became even more strange, "In that state...ordinary people and even superhumans have a 99% chance of going crazy, but you can actually recover. Your willpower is very strong!"

"It's just a little bit of luck and a special method... Do you have experience in this field?" Sulu was really curious.

This extraordinary doctor seems to have a wealth of experience in treating this kind of special 'mental illness', or the mental pollution of high-level beings.

"I've recently found some material . . . just to deal with that."

As soon as this was mentioned, Angie's eyes lit up, as if it was another person "I am good at 'blood therapy'... and recently, I found that if you add that kind of material to the blood bottle, even if it is only diluted many times Yes, it will also achieve incomparable results... Originally, my healing ability was only hovering around the first level of this path, but now, I am confident that I can match the third level or even the fourth level of extraordinary doctors!"

"What is so useful?"

Sulu didn't really believe in "the panacea?"

"No...it's blood! I don't know what level of blood exists!" Unexpectedly, Anji answered happily, "I collected it in the East District."

"Eastern district? Flesh defiler? An area where sewer monsters frequently occur?"

Some cold sweat appeared on Sulu's forehead.

What I was thinking in my heart was that it was fortunate that the other party had not been healed and given some unknown blood.

"Yes, you are worried about pollution? This is an insult to my profession, you should trust my profession!"

Angie looked normal, she sat down angrily, raised her long legs, "So... you came today to buy a cure for your mental state?"

"Yes!" After a moment of silence, Sulu replied.

"It's really boring... I thought you could be more aggressive, then we can join hands to go to the East District to get more materials! The monsters there are very troublesome..."

Angie looked distressed.

This is normal, because her career is biased toward therapy! The combat power is not very strong.

Sulu pursed his lips and wanted to ask where the other party's mentor and sister were, but thinking of his own identity, he held back, "It's a pity that I can't help you."

"All right……"

Anji ran into the laboratory, and took out two blood bottles not long after. The bright red color looked very coquettish through the glass. It goes into your vein and that's it."

"thanks!"

Sulu took it, paid the money casually, turned and left without looking at Anji again.