Lynn nodded.

Then he took out the bill, thought for a moment, and said:

"Though this might not be the best time, I still need to discuss this with you."

"The surgery fee totals 300 Skeleton Coins, but since it's my first time, I can give you a 20% discount, making it 240 coins. The stitching fee is additional, bringing the total to 280 coins. Would you mind signing here?"

"Oink— Oink—"

The Pig-Headed Demon let out miserable squeals, his spirit nearly broken.

"Sew it! Sew it up!" he trembled.

Lynn nodded, then pointed at various threads on the wall, saying: "We have hemp thread, wool thread, cotton thread, iron wire, and steel wire here. Each type has different pricing—which would you prefer?"

A tear rolled down from the Pig-Headed Demon's eye as he muttered:

"Hemp thread..."

Lynn nodded, taking down the hemp thread. "Would you also need—"

"Sew! Just sew it!!" he roared.

Lynn nodded, skillfully picking up his steel needle. He flicked the hemp thread and walked over to the Pig-Headed Demon, biting the thread end to pull it taut.

"Stay calm now. Bear with it—I'm starting."

[Sewing Skill EXP +1]

[Sewing Skill EXP +1]

[Sewing Skill EXP +1]

Finally.

After over ten minutes.

Lynn took out scissors to snip the thread ends, patted the little bow he'd tied, then poured some potion into his mouth and sprayed it onto the demon's stomach.

Immediately, the stitched flesh began closing up rapidly, healing at visible speed.

[Ding! Hidden quest completed! You received 50 Skeleton Coins, 50 Surgery EXP, and +50 Diagnosis EXP!]

[Ding! Pig-Headed Demon's Fear of You +200]

[Ding! Your reputation in Wandering Souls Alley +10]

Lynn removed his mask, unlocked the operating table restraints, and picked up the little spirit with a smile:

"Congratulations, the surgery went extremely smoothly. As you saw, this was indeed a standard evil spirit parasitism—lucky you came to me, or you'd have been in serious trouble!"

Bzzzt—

Suddenly, Lynn's vision blurred.

Then he saw a dark figure bolt trembling from the operating table, clutching its stomach, fleeing toward the door at unbelievable speed.

Never coming back!

He swore he'd never return here again!

Getting surgery here felt like being butchered alive! Just one visit to this doctor gave him psychological trauma!

..."Boss! You forgot your daughter! We're a potion shop—not a daycare!"

Lynn quickly chased after him, shouting all the way to the entrance.

But when he looked again, the Pig-Headed Demon had completely vanished into the darkness.

Lynn sighed.

After some thought, he shouted into the eerie darkness:

"Boss, if your stomach acts up again, come back and I'll operate! Next time I'll definitely use anesthesia! Also—come get your newborn daughter soon!!"

Instantly.

The previously bustling darkness fell into an unnatural silence.

Lynn turned back into the potion shop.

He immediately rushed to the counter, rummaging through drawers until he found a small bottle of high-grade recovery potion, then poured it directly onto his right eye.

The eyeball he'd forcibly dug out earlier gradually regained vitality.

It still hurt quite a bit.

But the effect was good.

Lynn rubbed his reddened eye socket, murmuring:

"Living in this world really keeps you on edge..."

He dared dig out his own eye not because he was cruel, but because he knew the shop stocked high-grade potions for rapid injury recovery.

But these were premium products—he couldn't make them himself. They were his teacher's private stock.

Normally for personal use only—not for sale.

[Ding! Multiple abilities upgradable! Your reputation in Wandering Souls Alley has changed—please check your status panel.]

Lynn froze, then opened his system panel.

[Lynn]

[Level]: 3

[Race: Human]

[Strength]: 4

[Agility]: 5

[Intelligence]: 8

[Constitution]: 4

[Available Points]: 4

[Basic Skills]

[Intermediate Housekeeping Proficiency: 909/1000]

[Basic Potion Making: 90/100]

[Intermediate Surgical Ability: 203/1000]

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[Basic Diagnosis: 55/100]

[Skeleton Coins]: 250

[Reputation]: 15

[Description]: A somewhat morbid apprentice of Bloodsaw Potion Shop. Numerous patients have sensed great malice from him. He seems to be gradually inheriting his teacher's... peculiar style.

Lynn: "..."

What's with this last part?

This is downright slander!

Completely biased and unfair.

Aside from forgetting anesthesia, he treated all patients with utmost responsibility! This was clearly the system's naked malice toward him!

Lynn shook his head.

But he soon noticed he'd leveled up—

From level 2 to 3, with 4 additional attribute points.

Admittedly...

This system interface really gave off strong low-budget MMO vibes.

But make no mistake—this wasn't a game. It was a vicious, dark otherworld where death was permanent.

Without hesitation.

Lynn allocated all four points to Constitution.

Simple logic—

To become a proper doctor, one needed robust constitution. Especially in this chaotic world, a weak body would always be your fatal weakness.

No matter what.

Survival was this world's first priority.

"Confirm."

Instantly, Lynn felt a warm current flowing through his body.

He knew the attribute points were taking effect.

Subtly, the fatigue from surgery dissipated under this warmth, replaced by seemingly endless energy.

He removed his coat.

Looking at his abdomen—

In just those few minutes, his previously flat stomach now showed clear abdominal muscle definition.

Lynn appreciated the benefits of a healthy body.

"Waa— Waa—"

The counter behind him echoed with the blood infant's cries.

Lynn immediately went over, picking up the bloody spirit infant for inspection—and what he saw gave him pause.

Being underdeveloped, it was only about four adult fists in size.

Apart from a black-hole-like mouth on its face, the rest was smooth as silk, featureless.

[Evil Blood Infant (Unformed)]

[Gender]: Female

[Level]: 2

Lynn: "???"

This spirit infant was level 1 earlier—how did it reach level 2 in such short time?

Did this mean it was forming rapidly?

Just then, another system prompt appeared:

[Ding! Optional hidden quest triggered: Spirit Infant's Transformation. Premature birth causes the infant's ghost energy to rapidly distort its features. The more terrifying its appearance becomes, the greater malice it will exhibit after awakening!]