Creepy Pharmacist: All My Patients are Horrific-Chapter 84 – You’re sick, seriously sick

Seeing the astonished expression on the slender ghostly figure, Lin En calmly adjusted his glasses and said:

"My friend, your days are numbered."

Slender Ghostly Figure: "???!"

Lin En said deeply, "As you can see, I am a professional doctor. When I touched your fingertip just now, I noticed something wrong with your body. May I ask if you have experienced the symptoms I mentioned?"

The slender ghostly figure replied in shock, "Yes... a little..."

Lin En nodded, speaking seriously, "Have you been to the extreme cold places recently and been injured by some twisted creature? Do you feel a dull pain in your knees every time it gets cloudy?"

The slender ghostly figure was shocked, "How... how do you know?"

Lin En squinted and said, "Don't worry about how I know, just know that your problem is serious. If you don't treat it, at best you'll be paralyzed, at worst you'll die, or at the very least lose your job and wander aimlessly for life."

The slender ghostly figure panicked, "This... this..."

Lin En adjusted his glasses, beckoned seriously, and strode towards the door next door.

"Fortunately, you met me, a professional doctor who saves lives. If it weren't for our fateful encounter, I wouldn't be telling you these things."

"My shop is right next door, come in and let me take a good look at you. Don't worry, the cost isn't high."

...

A few minutes later.

Inside the dimly lit Blood Saw Apothecary.

The slender ghostly figure sat dazedly on a small stool, staring at the human youth in a white coat across from him.

He didn't know why, but he had followed him in a daze.

Logically speaking.

Shouldn't he hurry back to report?

But the symptoms he mentioned had indeed troubled him for several months, and this doctor had identified all his symptoms with just a touch.

Could it be.

That even as a messenger, he had delivered himself a stroke of luck?

Lin En, wearing a mask, looked at him seriously and said, "Customer, your illness is a bit complex and numerous. I'll check them one by one. First, lift your leg."

The slender ghostly figure, bewildered, looked at his leg, then at Lin En's trustworthy eyes.

He obediently placed his leg on the counter.

"Uh..."

Bang—

Lin En took out a small hammer and tapped his knee.

Slender Ghostly Figure: "(ΩДΩ)!!"

[Slender Ghostly Figure Sanity Value -10]

Lin En said seriously, "Does it hurt?"

The slender ghostly figure trembled, "It hurts! It hurts dozens of times more than before!"

Lin En said deeply, "If it hurts, that's right. The root of the problem is here. This is clearly old rheumatism caused by cold poison. If it continues like this, it will eventually lead to bone spurs, and you'll be bedridden."

The slender ghostly figure trembled, "But... it didn't hurt this much before... it only hurt after you tapped it!"

"Did I hit it hard?" Lin En asked deeply.

The slender ghostly figure dazedly replied, "No... not hard..."

Lin En adjusted his monocle, speaking seriously, "If it hurts this much without hitting hard, it means the illness has penetrated to the bone. Do you really want to end up bedridden?"

The slender ghostly figure stammered, unable to say a word.

After a long while.

He hesitantly stammered, "It's... it's not that serious, right..."

Bang—

Lin En slapped the table, startling the slender ghostly figure into a shiver.

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Lin En said deeply, "Utterly absurd! Do you know how many patients have stubbornly endured until they died because of wishful thinking?! Do you know the torment you'll suffer when the pain truly invades your entire body?!"

"It hurts!"

Lin En leaned forward slowly, saying deeply:

"It hurts like losing your mother! Especially on cloudy days! At first, it feels like ants crawling, then like a hammer pounding, and finally like knives slicing..."

"One cut after another, swelling like a meatball... a touch feels like losing your mother..."

The slender ghostly figure leaned back continuously, eyes wide, gripping the stool legs, trembling uncontrollably.

"Treat it! Treat it! I'll treat it now! Doctor, please stop talking!"

...

Several minutes later.

"This is our shop's special Blood Saw Muscle and Bone Patch, use it three times a day, one patch each time. After using, you'll feel warm and itchy, and the pain will be greatly relieved."

"This is an internal medicine prescription for treating rheumatic pain. Boil these two pounds of herbs and drink them once a day for seven days. If there's no effect, come back to me."

"You're tall and thin, clearly malnourished. I'll prescribe you some supplements to ensure you're healthy and can run like Liu Xiang."

Lin En calmly stuffed various medicines into the slender ghostly figure's arms.

The slender ghostly figure held the increasingly absurd pile of medicines in a daze, saying:

"Doctor... isn't it a bit much to drink all these medicines?"

Lin En calmly replied, "Is it? This is just for treating your old rheumatism. There are other illnesses I haven't mentioned yet."

The slender ghostly figure trembled, "What... what else?"

Lin En sat down, pushing the medicines aside.

He looked at the slender ghostly figure seriously and said, "Have you been feeling cold all over these days, no matter how much you exercise or keep warm, you can't suppress the chill?"

The slender ghostly figure widened his ghostly eyes, looking at his pale hands, and said, "Yes... yes."

Lin En squinted and said, "And do you often feel that the chill comes from within, surging from your abdomen to your entire body?"

The slender ghostly figure exclaimed, "Exactly!"

Lin En said deeply, "Based on my preliminary diagnosis, you seem to be afflicted with cold poison, and it's malignant. The lesion has even caused a malignant cyst in your abdomen!"

The slender ghostly figure was shocked, "That can't be true!"

Clang—

Lin En drew his Nightmare Blade, calmly saying:

"Whether it's true or not, we'll know after a surgery."

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