Fifteen minutes later.
Ding! You've completed the task. Reward: 50 Skeleton Coins, +50 Surgical Skill Experience, Special Reward +1
Ding! Due to unforeseen and uncontrollable circumstances, the Pig-Headed Demon's Goodwill has been converted to Fear. Pig-Headed Demon's Fear +50
The Pig-Headed Demon was trembling uncontrollably, sitting there with a dazed expression.
Across the counter, Enno sat calmly in his white lab coat, holding a quill pen and leisurely writing his medical report.
He pushed a small stack of potions toward the Pig-Headed Demon.
“Take half of these potions orally and apply the other half topically, twice a day. Follow the schedule, and your vision should start to return in about two days. Of course, if you want a faster-acting potion, the price will be ten times higher.”
“Let's settle the bill. Including the surgery fee, potion fee, nursing fee, and you've already paid for the eyeball. The total comes to 546 Skeleton Coins. If that's okay with you, just sign right here.”
Enno looked up, his eyes deadpan but friendly, and said:
“You can also leave a fingerprint if you prefer.”
The Pig-Headed Demon shakily extended his hand and left a fingerprint on the report. He fumbled in his coat and pulled out a large coin purse, placing over five hundred Skeleton Coins on the counter.
“Can I go now...?”
Enno counted the coins.
He looked up and his gaze fell on the Pig-Headed Demon's still bulging coin purse.
But the next moment, his attention was drawn to the demon's large, protruding belly.
Ding! You've triggered the Pig-Headed Demon's hidden quest: Strange Stomach. Reward upon completion: 50 Skeleton Coins, +50 Surgical Skill Experience, Unlock the ability to Diagnose by Sight.
The Pig-Headed Demon turned to leave.
Enno suddenly reached out and stopped him. “Wait!”
The Pig-Headed Demon's body involuntarily twitched.
“What now?!”
He turned around just in time to see Enno adjust his monocular, the eyeball plopping onto the table before he calmly picked it up and put it back in place.
Sanity -1
Enno shook his head and said, “I've detected some new issues with you. If we don't diagnose them, they could have unknown effects on your body.”
The Pig-Headed Demon growled through his tusks, “Don't lie to me! I hate being lied to!”
Enno said seriously, “I'm a doctor. I won't lie. Anyone who enters my shop is my patient, and I have to be responsible for their health. If I see a problem and don't tell you, that's truly unethical.”
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Looking into Enno's serious and earnest eyes, the Pig-Headed Demon finally, albeit reluctantly, sat back down on the stool in front of the counter and hesitated, “Where's the problem? I feel perfectly healthy.”
Enno put on a mask and said, “Extend your arm. Let me take your pulse.”
The Pig-Headed Demon hesitantly placed his pig-hair-covered arm on the counter, deciding to trust him one last time.
Enno's expression remained calm as he placed his hand on the demon's pulse and carefully felt it.
Diagnosis Experience +1
Diagnosis Experience +1
Diagnosis Experience +1
Gradually, the Pig-Headed Demon saw Enno's brow furrow, and his heart instantly leaped into his throat.
“Is there a big problem?” he asked nervously.
He hated it when doctors frowned in front of him. It never meant anything good.
Enno pulled his hand back, looked up at the Pig-headed demon solemnly, and said with a furrowed brow:
“The problem is neither small nor big; it depends on how we handle it.”
The pig-headed demon anxiously asked, “What is it?”
Enno said gravely, “Ectopic pregnancy.”
“……”
“……”
A brief silence, with cool breezes whooshing in from outside the door.
The next moment, the pig-headed demon roared, grabbed Enno by the collar, and furiously lifted him, shouting:
“Are you kidding me? You quack! Are you making fun of me? I'll give you one more chance to choose your words carefully!!”
Enno remained calm.
He adjusted his eyeball, and said solemnly:
“The pulse tells me so; there's no mistake. You have to trust my medical expertise.”
The pig-headed demon bellowed, “My pulse is like your (bleep) (bleep)!! Let me repeat! I'm a male pig!!”
Enno nodded and said gravely, “That's why I said it's an ectopic pregnancy. If it were otherwise, it would be even more complicated. We'd have to perform a more in-depth gender correction surgery, and the burden on you would be even greater.”
“……”
“……”
The pig-headed demon trembled, released Enno's collar, and plopped down on the stool.
“What are you thinking?”
“I'm thinking about how to chop you up!” The pig-headed demon gnashed his teeth, furious and humiliated.
“Don't waste your time on that.”
Enno straightened his collar, sat back at the counter, took out the medical record, and said quietly:
“Have you recently experienced abdominal bloating, nausea, lack of appetite, or bleeding from various places?”
The pig-headed demon slammed his hand on the counter, barely containing his trembling and humiliation, and said through gritted teeth: “Tell me how I'm bleeding!! How exactly am I bleeding?!”
Enno continued to take notes, adjusted his eyeball, and said:
“Please, patient, keep your emotions in check. It's just a normal inquiry. Besides bleeding down there, have you experienced any of the other symptoms?”
The pig-headed demon gnashed his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and said: “So what if I have? Don't I have the right to have an upset stomach?”
Enno adjusted his eyeball, glanced at him, and said: “How long has it been going on?”
The pig-headed demon growled, “A month!”
Enno continued to take notes and said calmly: “When was your last intimate encounter? Do you have any bad habits, like frequent intimate activities or using certain inappropriate props?”
The pig-headed demon stood there, stunned, his arms trembling uncontrollably, and said: “Try asking that again?”
He was extremely angry about the question.
Enno calmly raised his hand to stop him and said: “Alright, I won't ask that question. Moving on to the next one.”
“During your last intimate encounter, did you feel any...”
Enno frowned and made a gesture of something tearing apart, saying: “...a tearing pain down there?”
This time, the pig-headed demon really couldn't hold back.
He grabbed Enno by the collar and roared furiously: “I've been putting up with you for too long!”
“Explain to me what a tearing pain is! Translate it for me! What exactly is a tearing pain?!!”
Enno reached out, gently patted his chest, and shook his head, saying:
“Calm down. Further diagnosis requires the aid of professional equipment. This is just a necessary procedure for me as a doctor. It's for your good! I don't want you to end up with any lingering health issues, do you?”
The pig-headed demon huffed and puffed, his chest heaving with rage, but finally, under Enno's soothing, he let him go.
Soothing Experience +1
Soothing Experience +1
Soothing Experience +1
Enno straightened his collar again, put down the pen, glanced at him, and shook his head.
Enno quickened his pace and said: “There's another possibility. You might have accidentally ingested something with strange properties, causing it to mutate inside you, which led to the illusion of pregnancy!”
