Chapter 20: Crow Medic
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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ash Heath, if you’re awake, leave on your own. Otherwise, it’ll be past dinner time. This place doesn’t provide meals for patients.”
The incandescent lights had been making Ash’s eyelids burn for a long while. He sat up nimbly and touched his face and abdomen. There was no pain at all, as if the beating he had received from Igora was just a dream.
It was not the first time he had seen the healing techniques of this world, but he marveled at it every time. In his previous life, the wound he received from being stabbed by the Blood Frenzy Hunter would probably put him in a life-threatening condition even after lying in ICU for more than ten days. In this place, however, he was cured before he was interrogated.
It even caused Ash to assume they wanted to heal him before providing him with a full set of interrogative care.
He looked around. It was different from how he had imagined a treatment room would be like. There was no smell of disinfectant here. Although the environment was clean and there were no traces of blood, the colors were mainly gray, black, and brown, giving the impression of “dirty chaos”.
Not to mention the medics here: dressed in black robe that covered their full body, wearing a fearsome crow mask, and holding a shiny short knife.
Not only did they not look like doctors, they looked more like heretics who wanted to use Ash as a sacrifice.
The one speaking to Ash was a slightly shorter medic. Their gender could not be distinguished from their voice. The mask seemed to have the effect of distorting the voice, which made it sound even more frightening.
She found Ash watching her. “Is there a problem?” she asked.
“I think there’s still something wrong with my face,” Ash said without thinking.
“Huh? I’ve already treated all your injuries.” The medic was puzzled. “Could it be that the blood vessels inside have ruptured?”
“I don’t think I’m as handsome as I used to be. Did you fail to treat me? By the way, does this place provide plastic surgery services?”
Originally, Ash was just chit-chatting a little to leave a good impression, so that he might get some fruits when receiving treatment here in the future. However, unexpectedly, this crow medic became excited and approached him. “Of course they’re provided! Eye widening, nose bridge adjustment, bone sculpture, chin implants… I know all kinds of surgical methods. You can undergo any kind of plastic surgery you want. Even if you want to turn into another race, it’s not a problem! I highly recommend this Carslan spell I have, it can expand your eyes effectively…”
Ash pushed the medic away with an expression of aversion. “Your beak is poking me!”
“Ah, I’m sorry. If you want to undergo mouth plastic surgery, I have a new White Rabbit Candy spell that can make your lips naturally sweet…”
The medic’s frenzied attitude reminded him of an insurance promoter. Seeing it, Ash was a little scared. “I don’t have money!”
“I don’t want your money, I only want you!”
Ash’s body shook. “So soon? We haven’t known each other that long. Wait, are you male or female? Wait, what is your race…”
The medic also realized her slip of tongue. She waved his hand and said, “What I mean is, as long as you’re willing to let me perform the surgery, it’s enough. You don’t have to pay me. It’s completely free!”
“Well…” said Ash, “what if I want you to pay me?”
“Um… How much do you want?”
Seeing that the medic had really taken out her wallet, Ash quickly stopped her. “Stop, stop. I was just asking casually. I don’t really want to take a knife to my face. But are all medics here so kind? You don’t even ask for anything in return for performing surgeries. Looking at how you people are dressed, I thought you would be the kind of people who would suddenly raise the price during surgery.”
The medic said, “Ah, isn’t that very normal?”
“Huh?”
For a moment, Ash could not tell whether she was referring to “free” or “raise the price during surgery”.
“So you really don’t plan to undergo beauty treatment?” The medic tried her best to persuade him. “I’m a Silver Medical Sorcerer with three spell spirits. You won’t be able to find a free and capable medic like me outside! You’re lucky to have met me!”
“What if you suddenly charge a fee halfway through the surgery?”
“Do you have money?”
“No.”
“Then what are you worried about!?”
It seemed to make a lot of sense. As long as I don’t have money, you won’t be able to cheat me of my money… Yet, Ash still shook his head. “In my profession, there’s a saying: free things are the most expensive. If I covet your small bargain of free service, I will definitely pay the price elsewhere.”
Seeing that Ash did not take the bait no matter what, the medic could only say honestly, “All right, if you’re willing to let me operate on you, I’ll take a little risk.”
“A little?”
“Yes, a little.” The medic gestured with her fingers. “After all, I’m not very proficient with spells in this field, so I need to perform more surgeries to increase my proficiency. However, I have three spell spirits, which is enough to ensure that your life is not in danger…”
With the medic’s explanation, Ash finally understood why they were willing to let their patients use their services for free: it was because there was no guarantee of medical results from Silver Medical Sorcerers.
Unlike the empiric medicine in his previous life, the medical field in this world was developed from spell spirits, and the spell spirit most commonly used by medics was “Water Treatment” of the School of Water Sorcery.
As long as there was water in the patient’s body, they could activate this spell spirit to rapidly heal the patient’s wound via regeneration.
The most common method of treatment was to blood-let and scrape the flesh, then activate the spell spirit to quickly regenerate the body.
One could imagine that there were many flaws in this treatment method, but all spell spirits had evolutionary characteristics. This was even more obvious when it came to “Water Treatment” spell spirits: any illness that was treated with “Water Treatment” spell spirits would optimize the memories of “Water Treatment”. The next time they encountered the same illness, it could be treated more efficiently.
Not only that, as long as the medic treated enough illnesses, the “Water Treatment” spell spirit could even evolve into a two-winged spell spirit!
Therefore, Silver Medical Sorcerers yearned to treat patients but could not get them. Patients would rather spend more money to find better Gold Medical Sorcerers than Silver Medical Sorcerers. The weaker a medical sorcerer was, the worse the effect of the “Water Treatment” would be, and the higher the probability of problems arising in the patient.
In the eyes of the medics, the Shattered Lake Prison was a place of high demand. Every day, there were prisoners beaten to the verge of death for treating. It was very satisfying for them to farm experience here. The medic-patient relationship was also very stable—even if the patient died from treatment, they would not be in any trouble!
If the medic speaking to Ash didn’t have a powerful background, she wouldn’t even have the chance to come here to gain experience!
Ash thought, ‘Good Lord. The Deathmatch Society turned out to be more than just an open conspiracy to incite the inmates into involution. They also made the inmates into a renewable resource for medics to gain experience. This prison is so good at doing business that they must be tired of winning.’
However, the treatment was free of charge and did not require the contribution of death row criminals. From this point, it could be said that the prison was still too narrow in their way of thinking. It was still a little lacking compared to Ash’s company. Not only did the company promote the insurance for sudden death for Ash, they also directly deducted the electricity fees consumed by Ash’s malicious overtime from his salary, outright aborting Ash’s plan to make money by mining bitcoins from overtime payment..
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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ash Heath, if you’re awake, leave on your own. Otherwise, it’ll be past dinner time. This place doesn’t provide meals for patients.”
The incandescent lights had been making Ash’s eyelids burn for a long while. He sat up nimbly and touched his face and abdomen. There was no pain at all, as if the beating he had received from Igora was just a dream.
It was not the first time he had seen the healing techniques of this world, but he marveled at it every time. In his previous life, the wound he received from being stabbed by the Blood Frenzy Hunter would probably put him in a life-threatening condition even after lying in ICU for more than ten days. In this place, however, he was cured before he was interrogated.
It even caused Ash to assume they wanted to heal him before providing him with a full set of interrogative care.
He looked around. It was different from how he had imagined a treatment room would be like. There was no smell of disinfectant here. Although the environment was clean and there were no traces of blood, the colors were mainly gray, black, and brown, giving the impression of “dirty chaos”.
Not to mention the medics here: dressed in black robe that covered their full body, wearing a fearsome crow mask, and holding a shiny short knife.
Not only did they not look like doctors, they looked more like heretics who wanted to use Ash as a sacrifice.
The one speaking to Ash was a slightly shorter medic. Their gender could not be distinguished from their voice. The mask seemed to have the effect of distorting the voice, which made it sound even more frightening.
She found Ash watching her. “Is there a problem?” she asked.
“I think there’s still something wrong with my face,” Ash said without thinking.
“Huh? I’ve already treated all your injuries.” The medic was puzzled. “Could it be that the blood vessels inside have ruptured?”
“I don’t think I’m as handsome as I used to be. Did you fail to treat me? By the way, does this place provide plastic surgery services?”
Originally, Ash was just chit-chatting a little to leave a good impression, so that he might get some fruits when receiving treatment here in the future. However, unexpectedly, this crow medic became excited and approached him. “Of course they’re provided! Eye widening, nose bridge adjustment, bone sculpture, chin implants… I know all kinds of surgical methods. You can undergo any kind of plastic surgery you want. Even if you want to turn into another race, it’s not a problem! I highly recommend this Carslan spell I have, it can expand your eyes effectively…”
Ash pushed the medic away with an expression of aversion. “Your beak is poking me!”
“Ah, I’m sorry. If you want to undergo mouth plastic surgery, I have a new White Rabbit Candy spell that can make your lips naturally sweet…”
The medic’s frenzied attitude reminded him of an insurance promoter. Seeing it, Ash was a little scared. “I don’t have money!”
“I don’t want your money, I only want you!”
Ash’s body shook. “So soon? We haven’t known each other that long. Wait, are you male or female? Wait, what is your race…”
The medic also realized her slip of tongue. She waved his hand and said, “What I mean is, as long as you’re willing to let me perform the surgery, it’s enough. You don’t have to pay me. It’s completely free!”
“Well…” said Ash, “what if I want you to pay me?”
“Um… How much do you want?”
Seeing that the medic had really taken out her wallet, Ash quickly stopped her. “Stop, stop. I was just asking casually. I don’t really want to take a knife to my face. But are all medics here so kind? You don’t even ask for anything in return for performing surgeries. Looking at how you people are dressed, I thought you would be the kind of people who would suddenly raise the price during surgery.”
The medic said, “Ah, isn’t that very normal?”
“Huh?”
For a moment, Ash could not tell whether she was referring to “free” or “raise the price during surgery”.
“So you really don’t plan to undergo beauty treatment?” The medic tried her best to persuade him. “I’m a Silver Medical Sorcerer with three spell spirits. You won’t be able to find a free and capable medic like me outside! You’re lucky to have met me!”
“What if you suddenly charge a fee halfway through the surgery?”
“Do you have money?”
“No.”
“Then what are you worried about!?”
It seemed to make a lot of sense. As long as I don’t have money, you won’t be able to cheat me of my money… Yet, Ash still shook his head. “In my profession, there’s a saying: free things are the most expensive. If I covet your small bargain of free service, I will definitely pay the price elsewhere.”
Seeing that Ash did not take the bait no matter what, the medic could only say honestly, “All right, if you’re willing to let me operate on you, I’ll take a little risk.”
“A little?”
“Yes, a little.” The medic gestured with her fingers. “After all, I’m not very proficient with spells in this field, so I need to perform more surgeries to increase my proficiency. However, I have three spell spirits, which is enough to ensure that your life is not in danger…”
With the medic’s explanation, Ash finally understood why they were willing to let their patients use their services for free: it was because there was no guarantee of medical results from Silver Medical Sorcerers.
Unlike the empiric medicine in his previous life, the medical field in this world was developed from spell spirits, and the spell spirit most commonly used by medics was “Water Treatment” of the School of Water Sorcery.
As long as there was water in the patient’s body, they could activate this spell spirit to rapidly heal the patient’s wound via regeneration.
The most common method of treatment was to blood-let and scrape the flesh, then activate the spell spirit to quickly regenerate the body.
One could imagine that there were many flaws in this treatment method, but all spell spirits had evolutionary characteristics. This was even more obvious when it came to “Water Treatment” spell spirits: any illness that was treated with “Water Treatment” spell spirits would optimize the memories of “Water Treatment”. The next time they encountered the same illness, it could be treated more efficiently.
Not only that, as long as the medic treated enough illnesses, the “Water Treatment” spell spirit could even evolve into a two-winged spell spirit!
Therefore, Silver Medical Sorcerers yearned to treat patients but could not get them. Patients would rather spend more money to find better Gold Medical Sorcerers than Silver Medical Sorcerers. The weaker a medical sorcerer was, the worse the effect of the “Water Treatment” would be, and the higher the probability of problems arising in the patient.
In the eyes of the medics, the Shattered Lake Prison was a place of high demand. Every day, there were prisoners beaten to the verge of death for treating. It was very satisfying for them to farm experience here. The medic-patient relationship was also very stable—even if the patient died from treatment, they would not be in any trouble!
If the medic speaking to Ash didn’t have a powerful background, she wouldn’t even have the chance to come here to gain experience!
Ash thought, ‘Good Lord. The Deathmatch Society turned out to be more than just an open conspiracy to incite the inmates into involution. They also made the inmates into a renewable resource for medics to gain experience. This prison is so good at doing business that they must be tired of winning.’
However, the treatment was free of charge and did not require the contribution of death row criminals. From this point, it could be said that the prison was still too narrow in their way of thinking. It was still a little lacking compared to Ash’s company. Not only did the company promote the insurance for sudden death for Ash, they also directly deducted the electricity fees consumed by Ash’s malicious overtime from his salary, outright aborting Ash’s plan to make money by mining bitcoins from overtime payment..
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Ash Heath, if you're awake, leave on your own. Otherwise, it'll be past dinner time. This place doesn't provide meals for patients.The incandescent lights had been making Ash's eyelids burn for a long while. He sat up nimbly and touched his face and abdomen. There was no pain at all, as if the beating he had received from Igora was just a dream.It was not the first time he had seen the healing techniques of this world, but he marveled at it every time. In his previous life, the wound he received from being stabbed by the Blood Frenzy Hunter would probably put him in a life-threatening condition even after lying in ICU for more than ten days. In this place, however, he was cured before he was interrogated.It even caused Ash to assume they wanted to heal him before providing him with a full set of interrogative care.He looked around. It was different from how he had imagined a treatment room would be like. There was no smell of disinfectant here. Although the environment was clean and there were no traces of blood, the colors were mainly gray, black, and brown, giving the impression of dirty chaos.Not to mention the medics here: dressed in black robe that covered their full body, wearing a fearsome crow mask, and holding a shiny short knife.Not only did they not look like doctors, they looked more like heretics who wanted to use Ash as a sacrifice.The one speaking to Ash was a slightly shorter medic. Their gender could not be distinguished from their voice. The mask seemed to have the effect of distorting the voice, which made it sound even more frightening.She found Ash watching her. Is there a problem? she asked.I think there's still something wrong with my face, Ash said without thinking.Huh? I've already treated all your injuries. The medic was puzzled. Could it be that the blood vessels inside have ruptured?I don't think I'm as handsome as I used to be. Did you fail to treat me? By the way, does this place provide plastic surgery services?Originally, Ash was just chit-chatting a little to leave a good impression, so that he might get some fruits when receiving treatment here in the future. However, unexpectedly, this crow medic became excited and approached him. Of course they're provided! Eye widening, nose bridge adjustment, bone sculpture, chin implants I know all kinds of surgical methods. You can undergo any kind of plastic surgery you want. Even if you want to turn into another race, it's not a problem! I highly recommend this Carslan spell I have, it can expand your eyes effectivelyAsh pushed the medic away with an expression of aversion. Your beak is poking me!Ah, I'm sorry. If you want to undergo mouth plastic surgery, I have a new White Rabbit Candy spell that can make your lips naturally sweetThe medic's frenzied attitude reminded him of an insurance promoter. Seeing it, Ash was a little scared. I don't have money!I don't want your money, I only want you!Ash's body shook. So soon? We haven't known each other that long. Wait, are you male or female? Wait, what is your raceThe medic also realized her slip of tongue. She waved his hand and said, What I mean is, as long as you're willing to let me perform the surgery, it's enough. You don't have to pay me. It's completely free!Well said Ash, what if I want you to pay me?Um How much do you want?Seeing that the medic had really taken out her wallet, Ash quickly stopped her. Stop, stop. I was just asking casually. I don't really want to take a knife to my face. But are all medics here so kind? You don't even ask for anything in return for performing surgeries. Looking at how you people are dressed, I thought you would be the kind of people who would suddenly raise the price during surgery.The medic said, Ah, isn't that very normal?Huh?For a moment, Ash could not tell whether she was referring to free or raise the price during surgery.So you really don't plan to undergo beauty treatment? The medic tried her best to persuade him. I'm a Silver Medical Sorcerer with three spell spirits. You won't be able to find a free and capable medic like me outside! You're lucky to have met me!What if you suddenly charge a fee halfway through the surgery?Do you have money?No.Then what are you worried about!?It seemed to make a lot of sense. As long as I don't have money, you won't be able to cheat me of my money Yet, Ash still shook his head. In my profession, there's a saying: free things are the most expensive. If I covet your small bargain of free service, I will definitely pay the price elsewhere.Seeing that Ash did not take the bait no matter what, the medic could only say honestly, All right, if you're willing to let me operate on you, I'll take a little risk.A little?Yes, a little. The medic gestured with her fingers. After all, I'm not very proficient with spells in this field, so I need to perform more surgeries to increase my proficiency. However, I have three spell spirits, which is enough to ensure that your life is not in dangerWith the medic's explanation, Ash finally understood why they were willing to let their patients use their services for free: it was because there was no guarantee of medical results from Silver Medical Sorcerers.Unlike the empiric medicine in his previous life, the medical field in this world was developed from spell spirits, and the spell spirit most commonly used by medics was Water Treatment of the School of Water Sorcery.As long as there was water in the patient's body, they could activate this spell spirit to rapidly heal the patient's wound via regeneration.The most common method of treatment was to blood-let and scrape the flesh, then activate the spell spirit to quickly regenerate the body.One could imagine that there were many flaws in this treatment method, but all spell spirits had evolutionary characteristics. This was even more obvious when it came to Water Treatment spell spirits: any illness that was treated with Water Treatment spell spirits would optimize the memories of Water Treatment. The next time they encountered the same illness, it could be treated more efficiently.Not only that, as long as the medic treated enough illnesses, the Water Treatment spell spirit could even evolve into a two-winged spell spirit!Therefore, Silver Medical Sorcerers yearned to treat patients but could not get them. Patients would rather spend more money to find better Gold Medical Sorcerers than Silver Medical Sorcerers. The weaker a medical sorcerer was, the worse the effect of the Water Treatment would be, and the higher the probability of problems arising in the patient.In the eyes of the medics, the Shattered Lake Prison was a place of high demand. Every day, there were prisoners beaten to the verge of death for treating. It was very satisfying for them to farm experience here. The medic-patient relationship was also very stableeven if the patient died from treatment, they would not be in any trouble!If the medic speaking to Ash didn't have a powerful background, she wouldn't even have the chance to come here to gain experience!Ash thought, Good Lord. The Deathmatch Society turned out to be more than just an open conspiracy to incite the inmates into involution. They also made the inmates into a renewable resource for medics to gain experience. This prison is so good at doing business that they must be tired of winning.'However, the treatment was free of charge and did not require the contribution of death row criminals. From this point, it could be said that the prison was still too narrow in their way of thinking. It was still a little lacking compared to Ash's company. Not only did the company promote the insurance for sudden death for Ash, they also directly deducted the electricity fees consumed by Ash's malicious overtime from his salary, outright aborting Ash's plan to make money by mining bitcoins from overtime payment..
