"My surname is Tu. You can call me Mr. Tu."
At the sight of Ruan Chunxiang and Yun Zhenyue, a flicker of joy appeared in the spectral doctor's eyes before vanishing. He nodded at the two of them and spoke.
In his eyes, the little mice sent to his clinic were practically a gift from heaven.
He could make them do all the dirty work.
He could rest easy, earning Ghost Coins while lying back without a single worry.
Besides, these little mice would even give him a small surprise from time to time.
'See?'
No sooner had the spectral doctor spoken than he saw Ruan Chunxiang pull a treasure from her pocket.
When he saw the dark red scalpel, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.
As a doctor, he was exceptionally familiar with this kind of medical Ghost Artifact.
He could tell! This scalpel was extraordinary. Its blade, thin as a cicada's wing, and the dark red Yin energy swirling around it were proof enough that this was a rare treasure!
