There is no problem with the magic cards I made

"I really don't know how to do it. Even if I know how to do it, I don't remember it..."

It doesn't look like Shijiang is playing Dekan at all.

"I thought you were always angry!"

Dekan, who was as steady as an old dog, suddenly panicked.

He really thought that Master Xiang knew the medical skills of the devil!

Then this shadow world is unreasonable.

Even if Delois is proficient in medical skills.

Derkan's life experience is far different from that of a demon like Delois, who has lived for who knows how many decades.

Let Dekan perform surgery on the devil himself?

300 strategic devil points are simply not enough!

He will soon be surrounded by the Ninth Army and become a dead end!

Dekan walked out of the office with some anxiety.

He couldn't think of any countermeasures for a moment, how to solve this hellish start.

However, Dekan's expression was unintentionally hidden by the little nurse waiting for him outside the door.

"well."

The little nurse didn't care about politeness and couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

It seems that the new doctor this time is not very good, and he may be executed soon.

After all, this is a hospital that values ​​strength first, and the prerequisite for comfort is absolute talent and hard work.

Any bastard who pretends to be false will reveal his true form at the speed of light and then pay the price for his incompetence.

Although Dekan was a little unhappy with the little nurse's attitude.

But there was nothing he could do.

Even though he knows a lot about astronomy and geography, he really doesn't know how to do something like medicine.

What's more, when you are a surgeon, you come up and perform operations on demons.

Could it be that I can only live as a Sima doctor later?

"Master, based on my limited medical skills, what do you think are the chances of standing in front of the operating table and curing this senior demon officer for the first time?"

"Let's just consider how to deal with the Ninth Army's encirclement and suppression."

The master and the apprentice hurt each other in their hearts.

Dekan walked out of the office and looked back with some reluctance.

One less glance...

I was quite satisfied with it at first, and almost used it as a study room at home...

However.

Dekan noticed the nameplate on the wall was [Office of the Chief Physician of the Department of Anesthesiology].

Dekan: "?"

Master: "?"

Dekan, who was still a little guilty, went to the operating room.

In an instant, a blazing fire of confidence ignited in my heart! !

It’s like finding your own expertise and social value in life!

Let’s talk about anesthesiology.

If Dekan claims to be second, no one in this world would dare to claim to be first!

There is no doubt that he is an expert among experts.

Regardless of whether it's a human, a demon, or an animal, the principle of Dekan's anesthesia is the same!

Suddenly, Dekan's whole aura changed.

Originally he was just like a novice doctor who was just starting out.

Now it seems that he is at least a world-famous medical giant.

Not only is he high-spirited, but he also seems to be carrying the wind when he walks, and the corner of his mouth has evoked a 100% confident smile!

"Eh?"

The little nurse noticed the changes in Dekan and couldn't help scratching her head, and the tips of her hair became a little more upturned.

What's going on with this new doctor?

Why does he seem so hardcore now?

even......

A bit hardcore to the point where she started to feel something wasn't right...

...

The corridors of the Demon World Hospital are also quite stylish.

The classical architectural style is terrifying yet with a touch of elegance.

Not far down the corridor, Dekan was taken into the operating room.

The operating room where the patients are located is on the third floor where the offices are located.

Because there is no pain shielding magic in this era, and demons cannot withstand most holy attribute healing magic.

Therefore, some demons that do not have a self-healing mechanism still require special surgery after serious injuries, and may suffer tremendous pain. The struggle of powerful demons may seriously affect the operation or even injure the doctor, so absolutely reliable anesthesia is required.

Durkan looked at the time.

The surgery would take place in five minutes, and Durkan had to complete his anesthesia before the surgeon could proceed.

Lying on the operating table was a demonic officer with a weathered face and a white beard. He was groaning in pain with his eyes closed.

At the same time, I also received a reminder from the devil's bracelet.

[Successful completion of anesthesia work will reward 100 strategic devil points]

[Failure of anesthesia leads to failure of the operation, or death or injury, 1,000 demon points will be deducted]

[The assistant is nurse Eve, who will share 5% of the reward or bear 5% of the penalty]

Dekan tilted his head and rubbed his chin. He looked at the seriously injured old devil for a long time, seeming to be thinking about how to anesthetize him.

"Doctor, is it difficult to start?"

the little nurse asked.

This new doctor doesn’t know what his level is.

The doctor seemed very troubled.

After all, this demon officer is already very old. If the anesthesia method is not careful, it will be life-threatening and he will faint directly.

If the level of anesthesia is not enough, with the strength of the seventh-level demon officer, it is very likely that the doctor will be accidentally injured during the operation and the operation will fail.

This is an extremely difficult challenge for anesthesia experts.

The control of anesthesia technique and dosage needs to be absolutely precise!

If it fails, some responsibilities will also be assigned to the co-participating nurses.

Although she would not be directly labeled as a negative demon and executed, every demon point she gained was hard-earned. She only hoped that this doctor could be more reliable.

"He is so old, it would be kinder to him to have his skull cracked instead..."

Dekan's expression seemed a little unbearable, and he murmured with pity.

It seems that he really can't bear to be cruel.

Little nurse: "???"

What are you, the doctor, thinking about? !

When the little nurse was roaring madly in her heart.

Dekan seemed to have finally made up his mind about how to proceed.

He clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart: "Goddess, please forgive me for my sins."

"What are you doing?"

The little nurse asked if she didn't understand.

"Professional doctors like us will pray for death, no, for the patient before taking action."

Dekan finally figured out how to deal with the enemy in this hospital where attacking patients and medical staff was not allowed.

After being sent to the operating room and falling into the hands of the anesthesiologist Dekan, life and death depend on fate and wealth.

Little nurse: "???"

Did this guy almost let something slip just now?

Although the little nurse is still not sure about the new doctor's professional level, she knows that this doctor is definitely a very evil kind of devil! !

She instinctively wanted to run away.

Even though a doctor is only at level 5, he is still a civil servant.

This kind of devil, who is somewhat seriously ill, must be kept as far away as possible!

This is one of the secrets to her successful graduation from Demon Academy.

"Are you strong?"

Durkan suddenly stared at her.

She was frightened.

"I'm only level five...and I'm not very good at frontal combat..."

The little nurse came to her senses and answered quickly.

Durkan nodded.

The racial characteristics of the devil are here. No matter what, it will be much stronger than him, a fifth-level power E human.

The strength should be just right.

So Dekan turned around and rummaged through the nearby cabinet, but didn't seem to find the tools he wanted.

"Do you need any potion?"

the little nurse asked.

After all, this doctor is very strange. I didn't see him bring any toolbox containing medicine before coming for anesthesia.

"Go and borrow a strong hammer for me."

Dekan instructed.

"Hammer? Are you sure you don't want a scalpel or a hemostat?"

the little nurse asked in surprise.

"Do you have common sense?! What kind of scalpel does the anesthesiologist want?"

Dekan scolded her impatiently, as if questioning her logic.

"???"

The nurse wanted to say something but felt stuck in her throat.

For the first time, she felt that her intelligence was being pushed to the ground and crushed.

But because she was beginning to be afraid, the little nurse chose to immediately and honestly implement Dekan's request, and ran out to find the hammer.

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