About ten minutes later.

[Ding! You have completed the task. You received 50 Skeleton Coins, +50 surgery experience, and +1 special reward.]

[Ding! Due to special uncontrollable circumstances, Pig-Headed Demon's favorability has converted to fear. Pig-Headed Demon's fear level +50.]

The Pig-Headed Demon sat there trembling uncontrollably, his expression dazed.

Across the counter, Lynn sat calmly in his white coat, leisurely writing his medical report with a quill pen. He pushed a small stack of medicine bottles forward.

"Take half of these orally and apply the other half externally. Use them twice daily at fixed intervals. Your vision should begin recovering in about two days. Of course, if you want faster-acting medicine, the price would be ten times higher."

"Time to settle the bill. Including surgery fees, medicine costs, and nursing fees - you've already paid for the eyeball - the total comes to 546 Skeleton Coins. If everything looks correct, please sign here."

Lynn looked up with his dead fish eyes and said amiably:

"Or you can just leave a thumbprint."

The Pig-Headed Demon shakily pressed his thumb onto the report. Trembling, he pulled out a large money pouch from his chest and placed over five hundred Skeleton Coins on the counter.

"Can I go now..."

Lynn counted the coins. His gaze lifted and landed on the still-bulging money pouch at the Pig-Headed Demon's waist. But then his eyes were drawn to the demon's protruding belly.

[Ding! You have triggered the Pig-Headed Demon's hidden quest: Abnormal Belly. Quest completion reward: +50 Skeleton Coins, +50 surgery experience, unlocks visual diagnosis function.]

As the Pig-Headed Demon turned to leave, Lynn suddenly reached out to stop him. "Wait a moment!"

The Pig-Headed Demon's body visibly shuddered.

"What now?!"

He turned back just in time to see Lynn adjusting his monocle - the eyeball plopped onto the table before being calmly picked up and pressed back into place.

[SAN -1]

Lynn shook his head. "I've noticed some new issues with your health. Left untreated, they could cause unknown complications."

The Pig-Headed Demon gnashed his tusks. "Don't try to fool me! I hate being tricked most of all!"

Lynn said solemnly, "I'm a doctor - I don't deceive people. Everyone who enters my clinic is my patient, and I must take responsibility for their health. If I saw a problem but didn't tell you, that would be truly unethical."

Under Lynn's serious, unwavering gaze, the Pig-Headed Demon reluctantly sat back down on the stool, though with great resistance. "What's wrong then? I feel perfectly healthy."

Lynn put on a face mask. "Give me your wrist - I'll check your pulse."

Hesitantly, the Pig-Headed Demon placed his hairy forearm on the counter, deciding to give this one last chance.

With calm composure, Lynn placed his fingers on the pulse point, carefully assessing.

[Diagnosis experience +1]

[Diagnosis experience +1]

[Diagnosis experience +1]

Gradually, the Pig-Headed Demon saw Lynn's brows furrow, making his heart leap into his throat. "Is...is it really that serious?" he asked nervously.

Nothing scared him more than seeing a doctor frown like that - it never meant good news.

Lynn withdrew his hand and looked up gravely at the Pig-Headed Demon. "The problem isn't exactly small, but not exactly big either. It depends on how we handle it."

The Pig-Headed Demon tensed. "What kind of problem?" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel·fire·net

Lynn declared solemnly: "Ectopic pregnancy."

"......"

"......"

An awkward silence fell, punctuated only by the chilly wind whistling through the door.

Then the Pig-Headed Demon roared, grabbing Lynn by the collar and lifting him violently. "WHAT KIND OF JOKE IS THIS, YOU QUACK?! ARE YOU MOCKING ME?! I'LL GIVE YOU ONE CHANCE TO TAKE THAT BACK!!"

Lynn remained perfectly calm. Adjusting his eyeball, he said gravely: "The pulse doesn't lie. You should trust my medical expertise."

The Pig-Headed Demon bellowed: "MY PULSE SAYS YOU CAN GO (BEEP) YOURSELF!! I'LL SAY IT AGAIN - I'M MALE!!"

Lynn nodded thoughtfully. "Exactly why it would be ectopic. If it were normal pregnancy, we'd need even more complicated gender reassignment surgery. That would be much harder on you."

"......"

"......"

Trembling, the Pig-Headed Demon released Lynn's collar and collapsed back onto the stool.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking how to chop you into pieces!" The demon ground his teeth in humiliated rage.

"Let's not dwell on unproductive thoughts." Lynn straightened his collar and sat back down, pulling out a medical chart. "Have you experienced any abdominal distension, nausea, loss of appetite, or unusual bleeding recently?"

The Pig-Headed Demon slammed the table as he stood, barely containing his fury. "HOW exactly would I be bleeding?! EXPLAIN THAT TO ME!!" he spat through clenched teeth.

Lynn continued writing calmly, adjusting his eyeball. "Please remain calm, patient. This is standard questioning. Aside from...lower bleeding, have you experienced any other symptoms?"

The Pig-Headed Demon gnashed his teeth. "So what if I have?! Can't a guy just have an upset stomach?!"

Lynn glanced at him while adjusting his eyeball. "How long have these symptoms persisted?"

"About a month!"

Lynn kept writing. "When was your last sexual encounter? Any unusual habits, like multiple partners or using certain...toys?"

The Pig-Headed Demon stood frozen, arms trembling violently. "Ask me that one more time..." he said dangerously.

Clearly this topic had struck a nerve.

Lynn raised a hand placatingly. "Fine, we'll skip that question. Next item: During your most recent sexual activity, did you experience any..." He frowned and made an explosive gesture. "...tearing sensations?"

That was the last straw. The Pig-Headed Demon grabbed Lynn's collar again, roaring in outrage: "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!!"

"EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT 'TEARING SENSATIONS' MEAN!! EXPLAIN IT!! WHAT THE HELL ARE 'TEARING SENSATIONS'?!!"

Lynn patted the demon's heaving chest soothingly. "Calm down, calm down. Further diagnosis will require specialized equipment. This is just standard medical procedure - it's for your own good! You wouldn't want to risk chronic complications, would you?"

The Pig-Headed Demon snorted steam from his nostrils, chest heaving with rage, but eventually released Lynn under this coaxing.

[Soothing experience +1]

[Soothing experience +1]

[Soothing experience +1]

Lynn straightened his collar again, set down his pen, and gave the demon a look before shaking his head. Speaking quickly now, he said: "There is one other possibility - you may have accidentally ingested something containing aberrant energy, causing a mutation inside your body that creates this false pregnancy phenomenon!"