The eccentric doctor never makes a misdiagnosis!

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Utus needs to organize the intelligence and secrets gathered during this voyage and inform Captain Nifl about the appearance of the Heir nobles. The old man has been wandering the Abyss for a century in search of the Heir nobles, and no one longs to see his "ancestors" again more than him.

However, fearing that his high blood pressure might relapse due to excessive excitement upon receiving the news, Utus decided to discuss the matter in more detail at a more suitable time.

Fearing pursuit by the Misty Society, the inchworm also stayed on the Leviathan for the time being.

As for Rosalie… after bidding farewell to everyone, this member of the Moon Familia returned alone to the capital, Mordway, on a steam train. Even her work as a reporter for the Foy Daily was immediately suspended.

Elocelie presented Marquis Jude with a written record of the events, along with a detailed oral account. At the same time, she desperately needed to understand the changes occurring within her own body.

That day, her skin was indeed exposed to the daytime sunlight.

A lingering warmth remained, like the gentle caress of a beautiful woman's fingertips, still warm from her body. She had never imagined that the scorching sunlight would not be "death" that would burn her to ashes, but rather something so intoxicating.

As for Fran and his companions, they were already at the Fog Street Clinic.

Liu had gained a lot from her trip to Morion, and she needed to do a thorough inventory and sorting. Which items could be used to prepare potions, and which needed to be safely disposed of and then left to gather dust in the storage room… all required detailed planning.

However, there is one thing that must be addressed first.

"Haida, how are you feeling? Are you experiencing any significant pain?"

Sifrem sat upright on the velvet sofa in the main hall of the Fog Street Clinic, a soft cotton handkerchief draped over her thighs beneath her doctor's gown. A slender silver tweezer was held between her fingers.

Sugier Haida was lying on her side, with half of her head resting on a square towel. The sofa in the Fog Street Clinic was quite large, so she was able to lie completely on her side and maintain a relatively comfortable posture.

“There is some. The source of the pain... seems to be deeper.”

Haida's chestnut-grey eyes narrowed slightly, her expression subtle and strange, sometimes relaxed and at ease, sometimes tense and serious.

This nun had an astonishing tolerance for pain; sometimes, even when her senses had reached their limit, her body could still maintain its ability to move like a machine.

But at this moment, she could hardly control the changes in her expression caused by the pain.

"The Crimson Dew Grail can heal the direct damage from the arcane art [Touch of the Flower], but it cannot eradicate its effects. Next time you suffer this level of injury, I suggest you just lie down and play dead; don't push yourself..."

Fran gave the instructions in a rather impatient manner, while his hands moved with precise and steady movements using medical tweezers to deftly remove a rather tiny tulip bud from Heda's ear canal.

This movement caused the nun's body to tremble almost imperceptibly, and even her jaw to clench quietly.

Hmm... it seems Haida is quite sensitive to pain inside her ear. It might be better to have Luya put her to sleep first before treating her.

Thinking of this, Fran pursed his lips slightly with a hint of apology, then blew a few warm breaths into her ear. It was like the kind of thing you would say to a child after a shot, "Blow away the pain."

However, this action only caused Haida's ears to turn a light blush, and seemed to have no other effect.

"This is the second to last bud; the last one should be in your mouth. Sister Heda, please turn your face towards me."

Upon receiving her instructions, Haida slowly adjusted her breathing, then obediently turned her body and face around, placing the back of her neck on the square towel that Fran had previously laid between her thighs.

"Okay, open your mouth. That's right, very good. Keep your tongue tilted forward and pressed down, exposing as much of your throat as possible..."

As he spoke, Fran directly inserted the handles of his index and middle fingers into her throat, and then used the [Crown Thief] to take out an exceptionally beautiful tulip, along with its lush branches and roots.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Haida coughed violently, and saliva glistened at the corners of her lips.

"Are the roots in your lungs? It seems that the source of the [Touch of Flowers] is the inhaled scent of sensual flowers... Fortunately, your body is strong enough, otherwise these little flowers would have burst out of your body directly."

Fran planted the tulip in a terracotta pot, then gently massaged Heda's slender neck. After a few coughs, the heaving of Heda's chest gradually subsided. VII

Fran's doctor's robe was permeated with the scent of osmanthus and myrrh, faint and not overpowering, yet it gave people an incredibly strong sense of calm.

With a gentle sniff, a wave of drowsiness crept in. 6

Seemingly exhausted from her previous battle with the gardener, after her eyelids opened and closed several times... Haida finally fell into a deep sleep.

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Chapter 132 Tombstone Inscription

"Um……"

Fran extended his index finger and gently poked Haida's cheek.

Seemingly due to the excessive exertion from the previous battle with the gardener, the nun showed no signs of awakening in either her body or her consciousness.

If Ms. Marian from the Medical Court were here, she would likely be quite surprised. Heda had always been a very light sleeper; even the slightest sound, like the wind or the chirping of insects, could trigger her. In addition, she was frequently awakened by nightmares.

It's rare to see her completely let her guard down and fall into a deep sleep.

Fran didn't want to disturb Sister Heda's rest, but at that moment she was resting her neck on his lap, and moving her abruptly might wake her up... This made it difficult for Fran to leave for a while, and he was caught in the "cat on his lap" dilemma.

Most people are probably familiar with this situation, but I'll briefly reiterate it here. The cause of this predicament is very simple: a furry creature that trusts you completely is lying on you, either cuddling or resting. You don't want to pick it up, but you happen to have other things to do…

However, this is not an insurmountable problem for Fran.

She carefully took a plush cushion from beside the sofa, then lifted Haida's neck with one hand and slowly and steadily moved her body to replace it with her own.

"call……"

After doing all this, she took a blanket from the cupboard and covered Hedda with it. Gormouth in May was already quite humid, but the temperature in Fog Street was a bit lower than outside, and a thin blanket was just right to keep the temperature within a comfortable range.

If it weren't for the urgent need to tally up her house call results and quickly transplant the few fragile flowers she had, Fran wouldn't have minded maintaining that position until Haida woke up naturally. After all, the simplest solution to the "cat on its legs" dilemma is to fall asleep before the cat and sleep longer.

"Go to the operating room first to process and tally up the consultation fees." (Zero)

With a whisper, Fran stepped from the main hall into the corridor, and then into his private operating room.

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[The complex illness of 'Hyyl Remnant' Shitia has been cured. This special patient visit is complete, completion level: Apollyon (Abyss). Your next special patient visit will be triggered after encountering another high-value patient.] VI

[This consultation fee includes: 1 unknown item and 1 unknown alien technology. (Flawless quality. Unidentified)]

【您的解析度变化：临床心理学（23%→27%），神经学（21％→21.5％），异种学（40.5％→47%），基因研究（27.2％→30%）。】

Although Shiodia hasn't truly come into contact with the Star Abyss Academy yet, the confusion in her heart has dissipated, and she has a basic goal for the future. This can be considered a complete recovery from her illness.

However, according to Fran's medical standards, Scythia's current condition cannot be considered completely stable.

Therefore, appropriate follow-up visits and post-treatment checkups are still essential. However, since she will likely be staying at the Modwell branch of the Fog Street Clinic for an extended period, there's no need to worry about that...

As for the two medical fees for the special outpatient visit, Fran quickly completed the disassembly and identification related to them after spending some time.

【Intensely Polished Conical Teeth】

[Quality: Excellent]

[It resembles a typical human tooth, similar to a canine. However, it is not a natural product of any organism, but rather an artificial object created using esoteric techniques and casting methods. After being implanted into the human body, it can convert spiritual energy into high heat through 'friction' and transfer it to objects it comes into contact with.]

[Note: When using this organ to apply intense heat to a weapon, please complete the process as quickly as possible, ensuring the entire process is completed within 1.2 seconds. Otherwise, the heat escaping from the weapon may burn your entire oral cavity.]

Looking at the beautifully shaped but somewhat meaningless white conical tooth in his hand, Fran narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression becoming somewhat subtle.

"Using the friction of tooth-shaped implants to provide a high-temperature state for the weapon—what a bizarre design. Not only is it dangerous, but we also don't know what its actual purpose is... Is it some kind of biomimetic prototype of the 'Dragon Slayer'?"

"Moreover, given the heat resistance of the human mouth, if it's not used properly, it might burn itself to death... What a morbidly humorous foundry."

Although his initial impression of the conical tooth was somewhat complicated, Fran, adhering to the principle that he himself was the best test subject, still installed it after removing one of his left canine teeth.

Thanks to the convenience of modular body design, this doctor didn't have to go through many painful procedures when extracting his own teeth.

All she had to do was pinch the tooth she wanted to replace and then remove it.

"Hmm...it's pretty good, almost indistinguishable from the original."

Fran gently pursed her lips and tentatively licked the newly implanted conical tooth a few times with the tip of her tongue. She didn't experience any discomfort or discomfort from the foreign object.

So, which weapon should be used to test the "high-temperature grinding" of this conical tooth? Sigrid could indeed sacrifice herself for the experiment, but as a blade forged from a fragment of the primordial sun, she doesn't need any external heating in her fully activated state.

Because she herself is the most terrifying heat source.

Besides, this action of grinding with conical teeth feels like biting Sigrid's sword blade, and something just feels off... Let's try something else.

After a moment's thought, Fran awakened the chimeric spine "Sphinx" hidden within his body.

The steel sculpture, shaped like a feathered serpent, slowly stretched out its body, its jet-black iron tail fin swaying in response. At this moment, it was not completely detached from the body; its entire form resembled a colossal, dark shadow clinging to Fran's back.

It was ferocious and sinister, yet it also carried an almost solemn majesty.

At Fran's command, the chimera "Sphinx" presented its sharp, steel tailbone to her lips. As she deftly rubbed the sharp edge of its tailbone with her [Blazing Cone Teeth], the molten iron, glowing red-hot and almost incandescent, was revealed.

"It can turn the Sphinx's tailbone into an incandescent state in an instant, with a very high efficiency in spiritual transformation. Furthermore, the transformed spiritual entity has the property of attaching itself, thus prolonging the time it takes for the heat to dissipate..."

Fran carefully felt the effects of the "high-heat grinding," and a sense of confusion arose within him.

Hmm... how should I describe it?

The conical teeth themselves function merely as a conversion device, transforming the implanted spiritual essence into pure heat with adhesive properties. Throughout this process, the heat is stored within the weapon being ground.

Therefore, as long as the process is completed within 1.2 seconds, the heat will not burn the mouth.

But that's not the most important thing... The key point is that the craftsman who created this artifact was able to etch such intricate esoteric inscriptions into a tiny conical tooth while maintaining extremely high heat conversion efficiency.

This level of skill, if used to create a secret furnace core, could easily power large war machines. Yet it's being used in implants for heated weapons... It's far too flashy and ingenious, almost a waste of talent.

Just then, Fran suddenly felt a slight warmth at the point where she was joined to the chimera "Sphinx," prompting her to reach out and touch it. However, the temperature wasn't high and remained within an acceptable range.

Fortunately, the bone structure can effectively insulate against heat transfer by adjusting its proportions. Otherwise, using this conical tooth while connected to the interlocking spine could even burn yourself...

We can't really blame the foundry, since it's not common for craftsmen to specifically consider that someone might turn their own spine into a weapon.

After testing the conical tooth several more times with a strange interest, Fran turned his attention to another house call fee.

[Tombstone Inscription]

[Quality: Flawless]

This document originates from the Necromancer dynasty of Nihilakh and contains information on network and phase technologies, such as the 'Tombstone Gate'. It also includes a set of control protocols that can be applied to low-protection Necromancer units.

"Wait, where did my monument from the museum go?" — A certain unnamed space necromancer overlord.

"The technology of space necromancy... As far as medical fees go, this type is very rare. In recent years, it seems that there is only one book, 'Mechanical Biology,' which I obtained last year."

"It seems that Ms. Xitia is indeed very valuable in the assessment of the fog module... she can be considered a high-quality patient."

Fran had mixed feelings about the newly acquired book of tombstone inscriptions.

Firstly, she was genuinely interested in the technological system of the space necromancers. Purely precise mechanics, cold and profound, severing the ethereal and mysterious mysticism and agnosticism, carrying a materialistic, realistic aesthetic…

However, her primary profession is as a doctor, and her major has always been biotechnology. Even though these mechanical technologies have backward-compatible learning modules, many of the obscure and complex contents still cause her to lose hair while studying them.

"Considering the study period might be a bit long, we still need to consider moving this stele into the storage room. But for the next few days, we'll keep it in the operating room and try to examine it when we have time..."

Fran sighed softly, her fingers gently stroking the gray braid at her temples with a touch of tenderness.

Oh, what beautiful hair! Let me admire it a little longer before it starts falling out...

Besides the special medical fee given to her for curing Shitia, Fran also gained something else, so although she was eager to start studying the inscription, she suppressed her restless emotions.

A few days ago, she took the second ancient banyan fruit, "Shadow of the Past," from the Oak Shadow Nest of the Six-Eyed Raven, thus fulfilling the advancement condition for [Crown Thief] and moving on to the next stage.

It wasn't until he left Oak Shadow Nest that Fran truly regained the talent he had lost due to the splitting of his self.

[The talent 'Crown Thief' has reached the advancement standard (Proficient → Dominator). Level reset to zero. Description updated.]

【Crown Thief (Talent)】

[Quality: perfect]

[Effect: Evolved from the "Legendary Phantom Thief," upon reaching the Dominance level, this talent no longer requires physical contact. Whether tangible or intangible, as long as a spiritual connection is established, an attempt can be made to steal it.]

[Note: "In a sense, there is no difference between a doctor and a thief. The latter steals treasures and wealth, while the former steals back the life that death has taken from its grasp. Of course, don't assume that the doctor had no interest in your belongings..."]

With the prerequisite of "touch" removed, the usefulness of this talent for Fran increased significantly. After all, the doctor's physical strength under normal circumstances is not much different from that of an ordinary human, and he is extremely averse to prolonged exercise...

Aside from using "Fog Within the Door" for strategic-level jumps, Fran's movement is primarily characterized by leisurely strolls. His battlefield mobility is abysmal...

Fortunately, the presence of a humanoid vehicle dressed as a nun by his side greatly compensates for this.

After collecting the consultation fee, it was already noon.

Fran stretched his slightly sore back, then walked out of the operating room, through the main hall, and to the bench outside the clinic. Sigrid sat there languidly, her molten gold eyes slightly narrowed, enjoying the midday sunlight with a touch of contentment.

"Ah, Dr. Fran... are you here to sunbathe too?"

Seeing Fran come to her side, Sigrid blinked her eyelashes a few times and then perked up.

Besides forging and casting, the craftswoman's favorite thing to do is probably to sit on a bench and bask in the sun on a bright, sunny day.

Besides restoring the spiritual energy consumed by daily activities, it also gives her an indescribable sense of comfort. Enveloped in sunlight, it's as if she's returned to the invisible embrace before her birth, warm and carefree.

"Well, I hope I didn't bother you. Don't worry about me, a midday nap is very precious."