CHAPTER 236: I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA FREAKING EXPLODE

Swish, swish, swish—

Lynn set down the medicine bottle, his fingers smoothly reaching for the collar of the dazed Patient Number Four. He grabbed a loose thread and gave it a gentle pull.

Sssss—

Long strands of suture thread appeared before Lynn's serious eyes.

A spray of disinfectant alcohol.

The needle and thread spun swiftly between Lynn's fingers. Amidst the drifting alcohol and mist, the scene was incredibly beautiful.

Swish, swish, swish— Swish, swish, swish—

[Ding! Your Sewing experience +1]

In just under two more minutes, as the final stitch was placed, Lynn sprayed healing potion onto the sutured area with a soft 'pfft' sound.

Perfectly finished!

"……"

The entire room fell into silence.

All the trainees stared dumbfounded at that seamless, flowing performance, momentarily forgetting their own surgeries.

[Ding! Your reputation in the Night Doctor faction +1]

[Ding! Congratulations on triggering the special achievement: Chainsaw Expert (I). You received 200 basic experience points.]

[Chainsaw Expert (I)]: A special title achievement with a chance to be obtained after successfully performing a high-difficulty surgery on a target using a chainsaw. This indicates you are gradually mastering the professional techniques of chainsaw use. You gained permanent bonuses: Chainsaw proficiency +1%, Success rate of showing off +1%, Patient terror value +1.

"So… so cool…"

The vampire (✪‸✪) clasped her hands together, her heart pounding.

Clearly, she had been completely won over by Lynn's seamless chainsaw cutting technique in an instant.

"What are you all standing around like idiots for?! There are only fifteen minutes left! Hurry up and perform surgery on your Seniors!"

The head examiner shouted angrily, pointing at each of the trainees.

The trainees finally snapped out of it, looked at the time in panic, and immediately began treating their patients with renewed urgency.

By Patient Number Four's bed, Lynn turned and looked seriously at the head examiner, saying:

"Report, Instructor! The surgery has been successfully completed. Please inspect it!"

What a professional and polite young man!

The head examiner walked over approvingly, performed a diagnosis on Patient Number Four lying on the bed (((;

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"Excellent! Excellent! Being able to complete such a minimally invasive surgery for a patient so quickly using a tool like a chainsaw truly exceeds my expectations. I have high hopes for you, young man!"

Lynn shook hands seriously with the head examiner, saying:

"Healing the sick and saving lives is a doctor's sacred duty. As one of the White-robed Angels, this is our obligation! Sir!"

[Ding! The head examiner's Affinity towards you +10]

Look at that!

Just look at that!

So polite! So full of positive energy! This is a true doctor!

The head examiner couldn't help but get teary-eyed.

This was exactly the kind of vibrant young blood their Night Doctors were lacking!

He turned to Patient Number Four, smiling, "Number Four, please give this young man who operated on you a score. After witnessing such a perfect, visually pleasing surgery, you must be feeling quite stirred and exceptionally pleased, right?"

But Patient Number Four, still in a (((;

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))) state, couldn't speak.

At this moment, his mind was still replaying the image of that wildly swinging chainsaw...

Each swing precise to the millimeter.

Each time making you think it had grazed the critical area, yet it never actually did...

Like repeatedly dancing on the edge of being rendered sterile.

He felt.

That he had been... sublimated...

If he had to describe this feeling, it could only be...

[HP +50]

[Mental damage +99!]

[Critical Hit!]

[Mental damage +999!]

[HP +60]

[Mental damage +100!]

[Critical Hit! Critical Hit!]

Over and over, back and forth.

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"Patient Number Four, can you hear me?"

The head examiner leaned close to his ear, listening carefully, but heard no sound.

"Perhaps the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet." The head examiner waved his hand, smiling as he ordered people to carry the (((;

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))) Patient Number Four away for rest, then shook hands with Lynn, saying:

"Since Patient Number Four needs to rest, I'll give you the score myself. Without a doubt, only a perfect 10 points can match your performance this time. Congratulations, Peacemaker!"

"You have successfully passed this assessment!"

Lynn (❁´◡`❁) extended his hand, saying, "Thank you."

...

Soon.

The half-hour surgery time passed in a flash.

Clang, clang—

"Time's up! All trainees, put down your tools and await inspection."

With a loud shout, the other nine trainees stopped. Some had very expressive faces, some looked dejected, some stared wide-eyed. Clearly, most of the trainees' surgical outcomes weren't very good.

The head examiner looked over the results of the other nine trainees with a serious expression.

Even he.

Couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

"Quick! Someone! Hurry and take that heavily bleeding patient away! He's been spurting blood for a full half-hour already!"

"Patient Number Seven? What's wrong with you? The surgery seemed to go smoothly. He just finished stitching you up, why are you removing the sutures?"

The head examiner walked over to Patient Number Seven, puzzled.

Patient Number Seven clenched his fists with a cracking sound, eyes closed, saying, "The surgery was indeed quite good. There weren't any major issues when he stitched me up."

"Then why are you...?"

He shook his belly, eyes still closed.

A series of clinking, clanking metal collision sounds immediately came from inside.

"……"

"Quick! Quick! Someone reopen him for surgery!"

Finally, after strictly evaluating the results of all ten trainees, the first phase of the assessment concluded.

Lynn and the Number One mechanical puppet received the highest scores, 10 points and 9 points respectively.

A Dark Elf and a Flesh Golem were directly eliminated for failing to complete the surgery within the half-hour time limit and causing severe bleeding in their patients.

The remaining trainees all advanced to the next round of assessment.

The schedule was very tight.

They weren't given any rest period.

"Next, we move to the second assessment item!"

The head examiner paced back and forth, his voice hoarse, looking at the remaining eight members, saying:

"Excellent adaptability is certainly an essential quality during your medical practice, but at the same time, strong mental fortitude is absolutely crucial to becoming a qualified Night Doctor!"

"When you were treating your patients earlier, I noticed many of you didn't administer anesthesia to your patients. So you should know how to write the characters for 【Pain】, right?"

"Correct!"

He shouted loudly, his voice suddenly rising.

"Don't advise others to be kind until you've tasted their bitterness! Similarly! If you yourselves cannot endure pain, then don't expect your patients to endure it either!"

"Pain is the medicine of clarity! And as qualified Night Doctors, you must possess the highest pain resistance!"

"This is our next test! We will examine your pain tolerance!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Except for the Number One mechanical puppet, Number Four Lynn, and the Number Two and Number Nine undead, the other four trainees all visibly shuddered.

Obviously.

Pain is something unique to flesh-and-blood creatures.

For mechanical beings and undead, it's simply not a sensation they can experience.

Their gazes instantly fell upon the Number One mechanical puppet, all feeling extremely frustrated.

"Sir! I have something to say!"

Number Three Vampire raised her hand.

"Speak!"

Number Three Vampire pointed at the two undead and the mechanical puppet, loudly exclaiming:

"Instructor! Those three can't feel pain at all! Differences in race and physical structure create significant variations between creatures. I believe this assessment is unfair!"