"Stop measuring!" He ground his teeth, gripping the wine jug tightly with his other hand.
With these two knives, clean me right away! If you keep dragging your feet, I'll kill you on the spot!
He showed off his silver revolver with a gleaming waistband.
" but ..."
"Nothing! Move on to the next step right now!" He slammed his hand on the table, his face twisted in fury.
" alright ."
Lynn reluctantly adjusted her single-paned glasses.
Then, under the werewolf's watchful gaze, Lynn strode boldly to the back yard, lifting the curtain. Just as the werewolf hesitated, suspecting he was up to something shady again.
Lynn came out carrying a stove.
Chirp
He stirred the charcoal inside with a knife, then slid various tools from the counter into it.
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"What are you doing?" The werewolf's eyes trembled involuntarily.
Lin En calmly picked up a scorching red knife and said, "Disinfection. Black Butterfly is an extremely potent corrosive poison. To prevent accidental leakage into your other tissues during debridement."
"The best way is to use high temperature to kill it. It may be a little painful, but the effect is excellent."
Chi Lang ——
Lynn tapped the red-hot scalpel, sending sparks flying.
The demon hunter felt his throat dry up, and for some inexplicable reason, he suddenly shuddered.
Although it seems that what he said is not wrong.
When I was injured before, I often used high temperature to quickly burn the wound to prevent infection...
but ...
Why does it feel like he's not so reliable?
"Have you ever done it before?" he hesitated.
Lin En said earnestly, "Though I've never done it myself, I've been with my master for two years. I bet he's done it!"
The werewolf breathed a sigh of relief.
Lynn: "Especially when slaughtering pigs and plucking feathers, just a flick of the red-hot knife and they all fall off in a flash."
The demon hunter: "?!?"
...
A few minutes later, Lynn drew the two glowing knives from the furnace, calmly stepped behind the werewolf, and declared with unshakable resolve:
I'm going to start moving! It might hurt a little bit, but you can bear it.
The demon hunter clenched his fist, gritted his teeth, and muttered:
I can tolerate it, but seriously, why the hell are you putting so many plates on the counter?
"Cooking?!
He growled, pointing at the plates on the counter before him and the apron Lin had tied around his neck.
Those who know would assume he's here for surgery, while others might mistake him for a diner!
Lynn said earnestly, "Don't worry, sir. These plates are for holding the decapitated flesh. We'll precisely measure the blood and flesh regeneration potion based on the exact amount you've cut."
Because if you don't get the dosage right, it's easy to end up with extra tissue growing on your shoulders, which is also for your own good.
The demon hunter gnashed his teeth.
"Cut!"
Otherwise, there would be no other pharmacy in the area of hundreds of square kilometers than this one operated by Jian Shou Medical.
He swore he would never set foot in this cursed place.
Because I always feel like it's a shady store!
"Great! Then I'll begin!"
Lynn looked serious.
moment .
Pip—pup—
The sound of two blades slicing through the meat came first, followed by a continuous hiss of cutting and melting.
Hmph—
Demon Hunter (???) —
ache !
It hurts like hell!
It wasn't just a sharp, splitting pain, but one tinged with a burning sensation, and even a faint, throbbing ache that felt like an egg.
Mlgb and so on !
It's still that searing, layered pain like a knife slicing through meat!
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"If it hurts, it's still time to get anesthesia now!" Lynn said earnestly.
I was also wondering why the focus this time wasn't on surgical skills but rather knife techniques.
" roll !"
The werewolves roared.
How could you tell I was in pain? I'm not in pain at all, you damn fool!
The demon hunter clutched the counter, his face pale and trembling.
Lynn adjusted her single-framed glasses, while her other hand frantically scrubbed the wound with a knife. With a sharp cough, she said:
Could you please clear my counter? And move the nail stuck on the table edge. This is fine antique wood—it's quite expensive.
The demon hunter roared, "I'll pay you double! What's the matter? Won't you let me grab you now?! Cut! Cut me hard! If you dare touch me again, I'll chop off your hand!"
Lynn held the twin blades with solemn determination and said:
I've been waiting for your words, and now I'm finally going to cut it out!
The demon hunter shuddered.
" wait a minute !"
Brushing, brushing —
Demon Hunter (???) —
"god!God!Mygod!"
He immediately (ΩДΩ) saw patches of blackened, still-fragrant rotten flesh being neatly swept onto the plate with a swish swish swish sound.
When it comes to this razor-sharp knife skills, whether slicing noodles or cutting meat, there's no denying it. Anyone who sees it would be tempted to give a thumbs-up.
but ...
Are you fucking performing surgery on me, or are you torturing me with slow, excruciating torture?!!
The demon hunter pounded the table with a series of loud slaps, his eyes rolling back and sweat pouring down his face.
You're a total waste of talent if you don't want to be a executioner! The slices are damn evenly thin!
"Stop! Stop now!"
Seeing this, Lynn was also anxious.
He slammed the table and snapped, "Why are you always talking nonsense! You're not satisfied with the cut being too slow, yet you're still unhappy with it being too fast. And you haven't even given you the anesthesia—why do you keep making such demands?"
The demon hunter clutched the counter tightly and roared, "Why won't you just gouge it out in one go? You're forcing me to peel it off piece by piece! Are you afraid I won't get out fast enough?"
Lynn shot back, "If it's a disposable knife, then it's just a one-time deal!"
"..."
"..."
The demon hunter said blankly, "What do you mean?"
Lin En glared and said, "I mean, everything requires precision. While a single cut might be quick, if it damages the main artery, I guarantee you'll die faster than you do now!"
I am a doctor, an angel in white. You must believe me. I treat my patients as if they were my own children. I would never let my child die without treatment!
The demon hunter's lips quivered as he finally let out a piercing roar.
Cut! Cut me! I'll never come to your damn black shop again!
Don't worry, once I finish the operation, you'll love my knife!
Brushing, brushing —
Brushing, brushing —
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...
In about ten minutes.
The demon hunter lay motionless on the counter like a lifeless pig, his mouth gurgling with white foam while his eyes rolled back, barely visible. His body twitched violently, clearly unconscious.
Gurgling—
He felt like he was in a dream.
A demon with two gleaming knives in his hands lurched forward, his face twisted in a sinister grin, slicing his head into pieces with a series of swift, vicious slashes.
They also placed his meat before him for him to taste.
" All right !"
"Initial debridement has been completed."
Lynn picked up the liquor he had left on the table, mixed in some medical alcohol, and rinsed his mouth with a gurgling sound.
Then with a plop, it sprayed onto the wound on his shoulder.
Oooh—
A cry of terror, so sour and piercing.