The eccentric doctor never makes a misdiagnosis!

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...That would directly turn Bebeza into the Philosopher's Stone.

If the soul and body are refined and crystallized together, transforming into a perfect fifth element, then even Fran would find it difficult to save them.

Search √q group:〇〇№【‰×｜＋∈“If it is an ordinary patient, then it can be declared a successful conclusion here.”

"The three alchemical processes performed by Sigrid are sufficient to remove most impurities and disharmony, restoring the kitten's internal functions to their proper stable state. Although the final reddening is not performed, impurities can never be completely removed..."

"But now she has transcended the category of imitations and can be called a true saber-toothed beast."

"After all, even the ancient swordsman from the Dust Order era could not use the final step of alchemy to create life."

Fran smiled at Haida, then raised his hand and lifted the back of his surgical gown, revealing the majestic and terrifying steel skeleton of the Sphinx, which stretched out heavily and slowly, its tailbone and metal limbs.

"However, since I've already taken charge of it, it wouldn't be right not to add some interesting little designs, just like how famous master craftsmen always try to leave a unique mark on their work..."

Having said that, she looked up at the massive and menacing steel structure behind her. The structure immediately understood and deftly severed a rib or limb, then handed the fragment to Sigrid. Because the Sphinx also used a modular design, the disassembly process was extremely smooth.

"So that's what you were thinking..."

Looking at the section of steel limb in her hand, gleaming with a cold, dark luster, Sigrid understood Fran's intentions without any explanation. A skilled craftsman, once given the raw materials, will naturally formulate a corresponding forging plan in their mind.

Clearly, the doctor wanted to integrate living metal into Bebesa's body.

"I understand, please leave it to me."

Previously, Sigrid had only mentioned wanting to participate in Bebesa's physical examination and treatment, but unexpectedly, Dr. Fran handed over almost all the manual procedures to her... he only provided the raw materials and ideas.

Thinking of this, a hint of excitement appeared in her eyes.

Before the intense heat within Bebesa's body had dissipated, Sigrid invoked the Sunforge Order's Nine Melting Gold Ritual to melt the four living metal fragments and integrate them into her original skeletal structure.

The brass color of the saber-toothed creature's skeleton deepened further, eventually revealing a deep black like carbon steel.

Finally, Sigrid conjured an almost imperceptible heat at her fingertips and gently stroked along Bebesa's dissected muscles, skin, and membranous tissue, completing the final closure of the surgical incision.

The whole process is less like sewing and more like a seamless and traceless precision welding.

As a blade-type creature born from a forge, Bebeza possesses many machine-like characteristics in addition to her inherent biological attributes, which greatly facilitates Sigrid's life...

Otherwise, an ordinary flesh and blood body would certainly not be able to withstand this level of remelting and recasting.

Given the physical strength of mortals, being able to withstand even the first step of the four alchemical processes is considered exceptional. Even for Heda, who did not undergo the Primarchization surgery, the mortality rate was over 90%.

[The "post-traumatic stress disorder," "mania," "confinement syndrome," "open wound," and "defective design" suffered by the saber-toothed creature Bebesa Larezer have all been alleviated or cured.]

[Your monthly house call for September is complete, completion rate: S. Your next monthly house call will be triggered randomly next month.]

[This consultation fee: 1 piece of unknown biological raw material.]

As Fran heard the notification of the clinic's closure, his gaze gradually softened.

Fortunately, I don't have any particularly important research projects this month, otherwise, under the high pressure of being fully engaged, I might have completely missed this little guy's monthly house call.

Although "defective design" is not a life-threatening condition and treatment could be postponed until next month, the missed consultation fees are an irreversible loss that cannot be recovered. This doctor has long faced a shortage of raw materials, making each piece of material extremely precious to her.

"Dr. Fran, how long do you expect she to wake up?"

Looking at Bebesa, whose expression had returned to peace and whose throat occasionally emitted the distinctive purring sounds of felines, Hai Sanda asked her a question.

Upon hearing this, Fran extended his fingertips to gently probe Bertha's pulse in order to assess her current condition and activity level.

But the doctor was quickly burned by the lingering heat, and after pulling his hand back, he lightly pinched his earlobe. This was a subconscious action after contact with something hot, carrying a slightly traditional connotation, and nothing particularly noteworthy.

The only thing that puzzled Haida was why she was touching her own earlobe.

"Luyala has lifted the restrictions on dreams, and now Bebesa is simply sleeping. Her neural activity is gradually increasing, and she should wake up within 30 minutes to two hours."

"I already know."

Haida nodded slightly in greeting to Fran.

Fran, following his professional practice, began to explain the specific effects of the surgery and the precautions to take afterward.

"Now that the kitten's original 'planned obsolescence' has been removed, she will enjoy the full lifespan of a mythical creature. In addition, her physical strength will gradually approach that of a saber-toothed beast as she develops, and she will possess the self-repairing properties of living metal."

"As for the precautions... I think you know them too. It's nothing more than not consuming birds, seafood, or other foods not from the earth. She has just completed the refining of three alchemical processes, and she will probably be quite hungry when she wakes up. It wouldn't be good if she accidentally ate something strange."

Haida was already aware of the dietary restrictions for saber-toothed creatures, but she still responded to the doctor's advice with considerable caution.

"I will pay special attention to this aspect."

"at last……"

As Fran spoke of this, he looked up and stared directly at the nun in front of him, his eyes curving into a beautiful arc, revealing only his long, intertwined eyelashes.

"Since you're already here, Sister Heda, please also have a physical examination. Compared to a deep examination that requires cutting open external tissues, my routine checkup will be much gentler... at least it won't hurt so much you'll need to prick up your skin? ★4摺￠￣代購¤＊：久∶〕0肆〓，?乌∪” (This last part is a separate, unrelated sentence and can be omitted.)

Haida narrowed her gray-brown eyes, her gaze uncontrollably focusing on the small, translucent thermometer in the doctor's hand.

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Chapter Thirty: Dragon's Throat and Scales

Heda never resisted the physical examinations proposed by Dr. Fran.

Firstly, this nun regularly undergoes various physical examinations by the medical court. Secondly, she has been serving as the head nurse at Fog Street Clinic for over a year, not including the significant amount of time she spends accompanying patients on outreach missions.

She was already extremely familiar with Fran's personality and his slightly peculiar and eccentric tastes, to the point of being almost in sync.

Sometimes, even if the doctor doesn't say anything, she will instinctively adjust her brain circuits to the same frequency as him.

Then, "connected to the radio waves".

However... any normal, ordinary person who has no experience in this area will feel somewhat uneasy or have a strange hallucination when they see that medical device used to perform invasive temperature measurement inside a cavity.

Oh, although Haida is far removed from the concept of an ordinary person.

The nature of a funeral maid's profession dictates her values. For her, it is incomprehensible to feel ashamed of exposing her body and thus impair her judgment. In the hunt, all thoughts other than taking the enemy's head should be abandoned.

However, even if reason has realized this, instinct will still faithfully react slightly under its own restraint.

"Oh, this."

Looking into Haida's eyes, which held a subtle yet complex expression, Fran tilted his face innocently and then shook the thermometer needle connected to many wires in his hand.

"This is a composite instrument that includes a thermometer, a pharyngeal endoscope, and a spironolactone concentration monitor. I'd like to know if you'll experience any additional changes after accessing a portion of the Black Dragon's genome."

"For example, whether it's possible to better control the throat muscles to exhale the breath of the scaled dragon..."

"As for the testing method used on Bebesa on the Leviathan, it is generally only used on patients who are not very compatible with the testing. Given her mental state at the time, she might have bitten the thermometer needle to pieces if it had been put in her mouth."

Fran has always been extremely interested in the internal organ structure of various dragons in the Old and New Worlds, and wants to further explore the physical working principles of things like "electrode needles," "fire bags," or "bursting gland bundles" inside these creatures.

Unfortunately, to this day she only has some scattered materials and has not actually conducted live studies in the clinic. It would be a shame not to make good use of an individual who can perfectly replicate most of the characteristics of the Black Eclipse Dragon.

"I see."

Heda lowered her eyes imperceptibly, accepting Fran's rather serious explanation.

Even though the doctor insisted on using the same testing method as Bebesa, she ultimately wouldn't refuse.

“Dear Haida, now I need you to place this testing device into your throat, and then keep your lips closed as much as possible for 5 minutes.”

As he spoke, Fran lifted the thermometer needle connected to the medicine box and gently placed it into Haida's mouth.

……

After the testing time was over, Fran removed the testing instrument, casually discarded the disposable contact parts into the medical waste bin printed with an overlapping ring pattern, and then began to collect the various test readings that had stabilized.

"What incredibly strong laryngeal muscles, sound source structure, and resonating organs..."

Looking at the data he had obtained, Fran narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and then let out a sigh.

"If one gathers strength and roars, one can even cause dizziness or internal organ damage to others directly through the vibration of sound waves. Furthermore, the throat has differentiated glands due to special gene expression, which can quickly secrete the scales and dust crystals that should be covering the body surface."

"These scales can also serve as a medium to amplify physical abilities and perception, raising the theoretical limits of the body in a frenzied state."

She muttered to herself in short, rapid words, seemingly unconcerned whether the two people beside her could fully understand her; she was simply expressing her emotions.

She suddenly turned her head and paced back and forth thoughtfully.

"But Scale Dust is, after all, a highly concentrated form of the 'Mad Dragon Virus.' Even if the virus host itself has extremely strong resistance, it should still experience some side effects."

"Sister Haida, after physical confrontation or high-intensity training, do you experience inexplicable urges? Similar to when you just completed the Primarchium transformation surgery, that violent urge to tear flesh apart, and an indescribable hunger."

Yes, and it's quite obvious.

"The intensity can be suppressed, but it seems that willpower alone cannot eradicate it. This feeling occurs after each warm-up. As for more intense battles... I haven't tried them yet."

Haida gave a concise response.

Recently, during her daily physical training and while coaching Bebesa, she has found it difficult to suppress a violent urge. Although it hasn't escalated and isn't difficult to suppress, it's still a disturbing sign.

Fran did mention this aspect when the initial prototyping surgery was completed, but that was ultimately just a theoretical and technical deduction, and everything still had to be based on the actual clinical situation.

After all, even for this doctor, this was the first time he had truly put the prototyping technology into practice.

After hearing what Haida said, Fran raised his eyebrows slightly and began to think about and list the possible scenarios.

"Generally speaking, the 'hunters' of the Old World can overcome the effects of the Mad Dragon Virus through combat, but whether they can still be considered human is still questionable. Perhaps they need physical combat of a higher intensity and greater sustainability..."

"Or perhaps, this trait comes from the black erosion dragon material that provided the genome."

The extract she used for Haida during the Primarchization surgery was not derived from a normal nascent Black Eclipse Dragon, but from a "Chaos Groaner," a critical individual on the verge of transforming into a Celestial Dragon but suppressed, ultimately leading to failure. Although its quality was much higher than that of the original Black Eclipse Dragon, its uncontrollability was also much greater.

After a moment's thought, she took out three vials containing a sip of crimson liquid and handed them to Haida.

"This contains my reserve blood plasma. If you feel that your violent emotions are about to worsen under normal circumstances, drink one vial. You can get more from me when you run out, but my autologous blood plasma bank has limited reserves, so you may need to choose a preferred intravenous line to drink it."

As he spoke, Fran stretched out his arm, showing the slightly bluish veins on his fair forearm.

"But if you're facing an enemy whose head you need to take, I hope you can try to fully unleash that violent urge."

"Ah."

Heda readily agreed, then reached out and took the vial, inserting it into the storage slot inside her nun's robe.

If it were just about eradicating the psychological influence, it wouldn't be too difficult for Fran.

In places like Norlington, the value and professional requirements of psychiatrists are almost equivalent to those of surgeons... because mental illness is just as deadly as physical injury, and the former even poses a hidden danger of potential group transmission.

Even so, Norrington is still widely recognized as one of the safest cities, not to mention the situation in other areas.

Fran did not attempt to treat Heida's psychological effects because she did not believe that this violent urge was entirely harmful... which was likely related to her redevelopment.

Besides, an observation sample that combines Primarch-like properties with Elder Dragon characteristics is so precious that any hasty external intervention would be a waste. Without compromising her survival, she prefers to maintain a more natural growth process.

After all the other routine medical examinations were completed, while waiting for Bebesa to wake up, Fran's gaze fell on Sister Heda's leather armor robes, examining them repeatedly, clearly noticing something.

"Speaking of which, Haida, your nun's robe is still the same one you were wearing. Hiding your tail in your trousers might be a bit restrictive, and since you've changed size, the robe is a little too small now. Since we don't have anything else planned for today, let me alter the size for you..."

Haida had already thought about the need to alter clothing sizes when she was still in the cult, but she didn't mention it just now because it wasn't urgent and she was waiting for a more appropriate time to bring it up.

However, Fran was so enthusiastic about working as a part-time tailor that he brought it up first after completing the more important tasks.

"Then I'll have to trouble Dr. Fran."

Haida readily accepted her proposal.

If it weren't for Sigrid's presence and the fact that Bebeza's surgery had just taken place, the nun might have simply removed the funeral maid's standard armor and handed it to Fran. She never hesitated to be completely naked, let alone when wearing undergarments and linings.

Since the patient needed a quiet environment to rest after the surgery, Fran and Heida returned to the clinic's main hall after a brief conversation. Sigrid went straight to the foundry to find Tinuville, intending to record her observations on deconstructing the saber-toothed creature.

After preparing the sewing needles and extra fabric, Fran began to measure Heida's body measurements and started to tailor the garment.

Although the doctor was already very familiar with Haida's original size, and with her familiarity with the human body, she could complete a precise brain mapping even with just the naked eye, let alone with the aid of tools.

However... the blackened dragon tail at the tailbone is indeed a rather novel structure. How to ensure comfort while adhering to aesthetics and privacy is a topic that requires careful consideration.

"The upper muscle bundles that control the lifting and the lateral muscle bundles that control the swinging are very well developed. The muscles that control the drooping are slightly lacking, but not stiff. Overall, it is more flexible than the tail of lizards, and because it is covered with scales, its external strength surpasses that of mammals' fur."

She stroked the jet-black dragon's tail meticulously and carefully, her fingertips occasionally pressing lightly, as if to check the distribution of the subcutaneous muscle groups.

For Fran, this was a rather serious research activity. But the sensation emanating from the base of her tailbone made Haida involuntarily purse her lips slightly, her gray-chestnut eyes flickering with a mixture of resistance and enjoyment, making it difficult to discern her true thoughts.

The tail itself is an extension of the spine, close to the lower part of the body, which makes the area rich in sensory nerves, and therefore more sensitive than other limbs.

After a few breaths, Fran reluctantly lowered the long dragon tail. He then expertly took out tailoring scissors and extra fabric and began altering the funeral maid's standard armor and leather trousers.

"To avoid hindering movement, the tail must protrude from the upper back of the trousers. However, simply making an opening will inevitably raise concerns about warmth and privacy, and the area in constant contact with the base of the tail may experience wear and tear..."

While the issue of privacy after the tail is exposed may not be widely discussed, it is indeed quite important. After all, the tail is located in the lower part of the hip and loin, very close to the vulnerable organs in the lower part of the body. If the clothing has design flaws in terms of coverage, it can lead to many unnecessary risks.

"The opening can be extended outwards to cover the front half of the tail, creating a design similar to safety shorts."