Dude, something's really wrong with your abilities.

Chapter 83 Ghost Doctor

Before the bearded man could answer, the man walked up to the two injured men and asked, "Do you all know the rules?"

"I know," the bearded man said, his voice filled with helplessness. "But we have no other choice. Better to live a miserable life than die."

The Ghost Doctor's gaze swept over the wound on his left eye: "Treat only those two? Don't you need to treat your own injury?"

"No, no, I don't need treatment!" The bearded man quickly waved his hand, not daring to get involved in the slightest.

The man before me is the infamous "Ghost Doctor" of the underworld. On the surface, he runs a legitimate medical aesthetics clinic in Linchuan City, offering only plastic surgery and trauma repair, which is why no one has investigated him over the years.

But behind the scenes, he has been profiting from the resale of human tissue. His true trump card is his unique superpower: the ability to connect different bodies.

This superpower has little to do with medicine; its core is forced grafting of living tissue. The Ghost Doctor has been secretly storing and cultivating the living body tissues of superpowered individuals for many years. Whenever someone is seriously injured and on the verge of death, he can ignore the physiological rules of the human body and the phenomenon of rejection, forcibly grafting foreign organs and tissues onto the injured person's damaged body, forcibly filling the body's defects.

Throughout the entire treatment process, anesthesia was never used. The excruciating, tearing pain had to be endured by the injured. Of course, many people couldn't withstand this extreme pain and died during the surgery.

Even if one survives by sheer luck, it doesn't count as a true survival. A body modified and attached by a monster can never truly integrate.

Foreign tissues will forcibly parasitize the body, causing lifelong and severe rejection, and the skin and flesh will inexplicably burn, itch, and torment the host day and night.

Most fatally, the connected extraneous nerves carry residual original consciousness, which will continuously interfere with and erode the host's thoughts and emotions.

Those who survive often undergo drastic personality changes, becoming either violent and out of control or moody and unpredictable, frequently experiencing thoughts and perceptions that are not their own. Over time, their self-awareness is completely assimilated, ultimately turning them into deformed shells pieced together and controlled, seemingly alive but in reality, already alienated monsters.

This is why Mediterranean was instantly terrified when he heard that he needed to find a ghost doctor to save people.

This is not seeking medical help; it is sacrificing one's body and dignity.

The four of them understood this perfectly well, but they were desperate. Linchuan was most likely already under the complete control of the Special Abilities Bureau, and Shanzi and the bespectacled man were critically injured and wouldn't survive long enough to escape Linchuan.

This hidden stronghold is their only way to survive.

This detached house looks unremarkable, with nothing suspicious except for a faint smell of disinfectant, but there is a hidden world underneath.

The building extends deep underground, with a hidden staircase leading directly to the ground. The underground space is divided into several separate consultation rooms. The Ghost Doctor pushed open the door to one of the rooms, and the stark white light was so bright that everyone couldn't open their eyes for a moment.

The room was filled with glassware on both sides, with various human organs, hands, feet, torsos, blood vessels, fascia, bone fragments and limbs neatly arranged.

The most chilling thing was that the partially intact, large remains were wriggling slightly inside the vessel.

"Put him on the bed."

Following instructions, Mediterranean carefully placed the unconscious Shanzi on the operating table.

The Ghost Doctor chuckled: "Once I make my move, there's no going back."

Shanzi was already delirious and unresponsive. Looking at his brother's miserable state, the bearded man felt a mix of emotions and could only grit his teeth and silently apologize.

"Do it."

"Alright, you can all go outside and wait," the Ghost Doctor said calmly. "You definitely don't want to see what happens."

The bearded man and the Mediterranean man helped the convulsing bespectacled man out of the examination room and waited on the bench outside. Not long after, the ear-piercing sound of a chainsaw came from inside the room, followed by a dull groan of cutting and scraping.

Through the frosted glass wall, one could vaguely see the light projecting splattered blood mist and fragmented bone shadows.

The Mediterranean man's voice trembled: "Brother, with the Ghost Doctor's methods... what will become of Shanzi in the future?"

The bearded man said wearily, "No matter what happens, let's save our lives first. We can talk about the rest later."

He then turned to the man with glasses: "Ah Ping, what do you think?"

The bespectacled man was completely blind, his eye sockets were hollow and bleeding, and the excruciating pain throughout his body brought him to the brink of collapse.

He gritted his teeth, his voice chilling: "Living like this is worse than death! I will definitely avenge myself on Li Mo!"

Before long, the underground door opened, and the Ghost Doctor slowly walked out. His once clean white coat was now soaked in blood, making him look truly terrifying.

He looked at the bespectacled man with a face full of hatred: "It seems that this Li Mo is determined to go against the organization. After Huanlang was captured, the higher-ups have always suspected that someone inside was colluding with the Superpower Bureau and working together from the inside."

He took two steps forward, extending his blood-soaked hands to gently cup the bespectacled man's mutilated face. "After I heal you, you'll come with me to meet this Li Mo in person."

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As dawn breaks, the world comes alive once again.

At the fat man's house, Chen's mother was frightened last night and went to bed early, but also woke up very early.

As dawn broke, she got ready to return to her hometown. Chen Shi had asked Sun Tiemei for leave the night before and borrowed a car from Fatty to take his mother back home.

As soon as he helped Chen's mother out of the car, he saw Chen's father running over quickly.

The old man had made a point of grooming himself today, his hair neatly combed, and he deliberately straightened his back, adopting the air of a head of the household, which was quite different from his cautious demeanor when he jogged over earlier.

Yesterday, Chen Shi was afraid that if he told the old man the truth, the old man would insist on coming to the city, which would be even more troublesome. So he didn't tell him about his mother's kidnapping. He only said that his mother wanted to go for a walk that night and wouldn't be coming back that day.

When Chen's father took a closer look at his wife's haggard face, he immediately shook his head: "I told you! There's nothing good about the city, it's pure suffering! Didn't you sleep well last night? You're exhausted!"

After saying that, she tilted her head back, secretly relieved, her tone full of self-consolation: "Thank goodness I didn't go yesterday! If I had gone, I would have had to spend money and go through all that trouble for nothing! Look how comfortable I am, resting at home!"

He was feeling resentful yesterday for not being able to go to the city to see his son, but now that he saw his wife looking exhausted, he suddenly felt like he had gotten a great deal.

Chen's mother was amused by his words: "Yes, yes, thank goodness you didn't go. If you had gone into the city with them, you probably wouldn't have made it back today."

"What do you mean?"

Then, Chen's mother briefly recounted what had happened the day before when she was kidnapped.

Just a moment ago, Mr. Chen was smug, but his smile instantly froze on his face. He swallowed hard for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out a sigh: "This...this is so dangerous? Then...then I guess I escaped with my life because I didn't go yesterday?"

He immediately realized his words were wrong: "No! I meant I'm glad you're all alright, you scared me to death!"

Chen's mother rolled her eyes: "Luckily, my son didn't inherit your good-for-nothing ways."

To everyone's surprise, Chen's father became even more shameless, grinning at Chen Shi with a knowing look on his face. He knew his son best; deep down, he was just like him, a coward when faced with trouble, only better at pretending.

Chen Shi was used to it. His father had only one characteristic: he was the most composed when things were going well, but the fastest to run away when trouble came, and he was a complete coward.

In an effort to save face, Mr. Chen offered to cook lunch so that Mrs. Chen could get some rest.

The Chen family mother and son knew all too well his cooking skills and quickly tried to stop him, but Chen's father insisted that his mother go and rest, turning to Chen Shi and pretending to be profound: "Son, your father has made a fool of himself."

When lunch was served, it was a complete disaster. The vegetables were stir-fried until they were black and bitter, the braised pork was completely burnt, and the egg drop soup was bland and tasteless, without a trace of salt.

Chen's mother and Chen Shi couldn't bear to look. Chen's father sat awkwardly at the table, feeling incredibly guilty, but still stubbornly insisted, "It just doesn't look very appetizing! It's just home cooking, don't worry about the appearance, the taste is absolutely delicious! You should try it!"

After saying that, he picked up a piece of braised pork, chewed it twice, and then immediately spat it out. He lowered his head, ate his rice, and pretended to be dead, not daring to say a word.

Chen Shi reluctantly got up, intending to go to the kitchen to make himself a bowl of instant noodles. Just as he stood up, his phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

He answered the phone, and Sun Tiemei's voice came from the other end: "Director Liu is back and looking for you."