Wan Yuan was lying on the chair in the captain's cabin, his whole person exuding a lifeless aura.

The stitched wound on the back is extremely conspicuous.

After the operation, the Mediterranean doctor came over with a plate and handed it to Wan Yuan.

"My judgment is indeed correct. Young man, you really have appendicitis. Look, this is your appendix. The characteristics of appendicitis are..."

When Dr. Mediterraneo was about to continue, Wan Yuan waved his hand to signal him to stop.

Wan Yuan buried his head in the chair and said, "I don't want to see you now."

"Hey! Young man." The doctor said: "We understand your current situation. Surgery without anesthesia is indeed very painful, but I have never been on a boat before, so I do have a problem if the anesthesia is spilled, but I asked for your advice before the surgery.

My opinion is that you want to have the surgery now, but I recorded it, so please don’t come over to make medical trouble."

Then, the doctor took out his mobile phone and clicked play.

"In ancient times, Guan Gong scraped bones to heal wounds, but now I have spent ten thousand yuan to remove the appendix without numbness..."

"Okay, okay, brother, don't let me go. I was wrong, okay." Wan Yuan listened to his dark history and begged the doctor.

He also said that he would never go to the hospital to make trouble, but it was really too painful and unbearable.

Now after the operation is completed, he just wants to be alone and quiet.

"Well——." The doctor nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, there are not many young men as sensible as you. I also have the last letters of many nurses who worked in the People's Hospital before. Young man, it depends on your personality.

It’s pretty good, do you want to introduce it to you?”

"No, no, please leave me alone."

After Wan Yuan said this, the doctor gave up the idea of ​​chatting with Wan Yuan.

Wan Yuan didn't contact Nacha, but he really needed some quiet time after the operation, and his soul was greatly affected.

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…

Two minutes later.

A figure rushed out of the captain's cabin.

"My ten thousand yuan is back again! Hahaha, fuck, it hurts."

The Mediterranean doctor turned around with the bowl and chopsticks, saw Wan Yuan holding his waist, and warned: "Young man, don't exercise strenuously just after the operation, otherwise the wound will collapse and need to be re-sutured."

Wan Yuan nodded to indicate that he understood.

then…….

"Wan Yuan, come and eat hot pot." Minhai greeted Wan Yuan.

Just when Wan Yuan was about to get the dishes and chopsticks, the doctor stopped him.

"Just after the surgery, don't eat spicy food."

Wan Yuan was confused. He had an appendix removed, not a new stomach. Why couldn't he eat spicy food?

But fortunately, Wan Yuan is a sensible person and someone who will listen to the doctor's advice.

So he got a glass of water and rinsed it with water so that it would not be spicy.

Just like that, the four of them were eating hot pot and chatting.

The believers below each received a bucket of instant noodles.

You know, they have not eaten noodles for more than ten years, but now they can eat instant noodles again.

That is a shocking person!

During the chat.

The Mediterranean doctor said that he was interested in Rakshasa, but his subject was human medicine and he would not switch to biology.

Wan Yuan also showed him a few Rakshasa specimens he brought back. This was a specimen that Azhu's father had captured to study the serum. In the end, he ran away before the research was successful, but he made the Rakshasa corpse into a specimen.

The Mediterranean doctors were also amazed when they saw it.

He kept praising this man as a genius, but he did not take responsibility and did not believe in the country, which led to the current disaster and his own death with guilt.

After finishing the hot pot, Minhai and the Mediterranean doctor added a final message, and then the strap-on weirdo set sail and took the doctor away.

There is no tail letter for Wan Yuan, because he will eventually leave this world, and adding a tail letter is meaningless.

Wan Yuan and Min Hai returned to Misty Island again, and their eyes met.

Wan Yuan gave the backpack to the strapping weirdo, and brought back the specimens inside and the research records on his own serum. This was more convincing, instead of what Ah Zhu just said now.

Uncle Tiaozi won't come until tomorrow, so the two of them have to find a place to sleep.

Of course, it's not like sleeping together.

After the operation and hot pot meal, Wan Yuan had already felt sleepy, but sleeping on the boat would delay the strap-on weirdo and the others, so he endured it.

Follow the believers to the small ruined temple and inform the believers that they can go back to the underground base to sleep and come back tomorrow.

Wan Yuan and Min Hai wrapped themselves in a curtain and chose to make do with each other for one night.

The same goes for the strap-on weirdo. He knew that the two of them couldn't go back today, so he didn't bring a quilt with him!

I only brought food...

Sure enough, his brain was still not working well.

Thinking about it, Wan Yuan gradually fell into sleep.

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…

"Father."

Um?

"Father."

Who is speaking?

"Father."

Wan Yuan opened his eyes suddenly.

He glanced at Minhai who was snoring in confusion.

Did he call him dad just now?

Minhai shouldn't be so boring...

What was that sound you just heard?

Are you dreaming?

Although Wan Yuan really wants to think this is just a dream.

But Wan Yuan, who had watched horror movies, still imagined the worst outcome.

Maybe this is a sign of some kind of disaster that's about to happen.

And he is the chosen one who can solve the disaster.

What a ghost!

Is it a dream or an auditory hallucination?

The voice I heard when I was dreaming was so real, it was as if I was speaking in my own ears.

The auditory hallucinations are unrealistic, and Wan Yuan has no mental problems now.

perhaps.

If he can't figure it out, he won't think about it. If someone wants his life, he won't be able to run away.

Ten thousand yuan for a curtain.

sleep!

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…

On the sea.

Mediterranean doctors are tinkering with today's harvest.

An appendix.

Just when he was thinking about whether to save it and return it to the young man, or donate it to the medical school.

A wave comes.

The ship jolted a bit.

The doctor staggered.
To be continued...