Even though the 'Gold Pearl of the Caribbean Sea' was pretty decent, with an additional 15 points of charm (only applicable to female creatures), it was like floating clouds to Sheyan. What piqued his interest was the ability of this soul equipment – 'Pearllight'.
However, the additional effect of this equipment that could substantially enhance perceptive sensing, 'Pearllight', was rather unsatisfactory. It wasn't as effective as its name suggested. The so-called 'Perceptive Sense' x2 was merely his own 'Perceptive Sense' (excluding equipment bonuses) x2. Furthermore, every usage would require a fee of 5000 utility points, lasting for 10 minutes. Such an exorbitant price was something the trio could easily afford when they had hundreds of thousands of utility points. But now, they could only sigh at their inadequacy.
Following that, the trio naturally focused their attention on Sheyan's' Bronchitis'. Reef believed that since Sheyan didn't feel any danger to his life, he could consider paying a private clinic directly. Those doctors who only had gold in their eyes could request for treatment. He believed that with the assistance of a professional, there wouldn't be a situation where he couldn't get infected.
In Europe's largest metropolis, there were tens of thousands of dazzling little clinics. They competed with large hospitals with low prices and comprehensive services, vowing solemnly to their clients that they would keep their mouths shut.
Under Reef's guidance, Sheyan finally arrived at a clinic in a small alley beside London's Trafalgar Square. Noteworthily, this wasn't one of the clinics Reef was familiar with. Instead, it was brought here by the taxi driver who had just left.
Oh, noteworthily, the smile of the taxi driver was rather strange. Obviously, he treated them as though they were a bunch of prostitutes who had contracted a sexually transmitted disease … ….
The reason why they didn't visit Reef's acquaintances was because Sheyan knew his actions were rather outrageous. To a doctor, proactively requesting to be infected with Bronchitis, and then miraculously recovering from it, was a strange story. If this was easily spread out, it would be hard to avoid people following the vine to the melon melon, which would bring unnecessary trouble to Reef.
To Party Ace, at least to the current Party Ace, every single member was an indispensable cornerstone. They absolutely couldn't tolerate any mishaps. Furthermore, the three of them wouldn't commit murder without a reason. Thus, Sheyan employed such an indirect method to ensure the safety of his group.
The usual light rain made London damp and cold. The ground was also a little muddy. After the trio alighted, they pulled up their hoods and raised the collar of their trench coats. Then, they pressed the doorbell of the clinic. When the door opened, they noticed that the muddy mattress they stepped on was very clean. It was already one o 'clock in the afternoon.
This could only mean that either this doctor's business was so good that he had just replaced the already messy muddy mattress, or his business was so bad that no one came to him yet. The 3 of them were led to the reception room by a 40 year old nurse. The only impression she left was her voluptuous figure and short chestnut hair.
The reception room was old and tidy. It looked like a huge, symbolic fireplace. Pine wood crackled and burned in the huge, old-fashioned fireplace. Beside the long and narrow windows, brown panels made of hard willow wood revealed a rough European style. Under the gentle illumination of a large chandelier in the middle, the entire room appeared gloomy and deep.
After waiting for roughly a minute, a middle aged man with a goatee strolled out. He scanned the trio before speaking in a refined and courteous manner.
"I'm Doctor McKinney, may I know what I can do for you?"
Brother Black raised his eyes and glanced at the doctor. Then, he mumbled half a sentence.
"My friend wishes to contract bronchitis."
Doctor McKinney immediately continued.
"Gentlemen, bronchitis is a disease that has plagued mankind for thousands of years. Coincidentally, I have some knowledge in treating this stubborn problem.... wait! Mister, what did you just say?!!! "
Sheyan glanced at Reef. The latter coughed and continued.
"It's like this, Doctor McKinney. My friend is a stubborn brat. He had previously been injected with a type of immunoglobulin. Such an expensive medicine has given him an intense confidence. Because of this, we had a dispute in the bar yesterday. He believes that he is as strong as an ox, and absolutely cannot contract a damned disease like bronchitis. As for me, I hold a completely different opinion ….."
Doctor McKinney glanced at Reef in astonishment, before glancing back at Sheyan. He then asked blankly.
"Respected gentlemen, I don't understand what this has to do with being a doctor."
"Therefore, we made a bet." Reef shrugged his shoulders and continued. "Under the influence of vodka, it was a huge wager. The wager even included the ownership of a castle and a manor. Unfortunately, it had already been notarized. "
Doctor McKinney was somewhat puzzled as he asked.
"Gentlemen, I still don't understand why you need a doctor like me?"
Reef fished out a cheque, concisely explaining.
"The content of our wager is whether he will contract bronchitis within 24 hours. I need your medical expertise to prove that I'm right. That immunoglobulin is a laughable scam. "
"Shut up!" Sheyan furiously retorted. "You're the biggest swindler! I can feel it, I'm even stronger than Achilles! Don't talk about a doctor, even God cannot affect my health! "
Doctor McKinney was sluggish for a while before replying.
"But a doctor's duty is to treat illnesses … …"
Reef then placed the cheque on the table, before sliding it over.
"This is the deposit. I'll give you two hours to convince me to stay. If he really does contract bronchitis, then I'll pay you another check. The amount on it is ten times the amount of the one you've just received. Now, you tell me, do you accept or not? "
Doctor McKinney glanced at the figure of 100 pounds on the first cheque, and immediately multiplied it by 10 in his heart. Instantly, he sucked in a breath of cold air! He was still uneasy as he inquired.
"Are you sure you're speaking the truth?"
Reef fished out another cheque, scribbling '1000' on it. He then displayed it to the doctor, before implying.
"You still have 1 hour and 58 minutes."
Doctor McKinney excitedly sprung up from the sofa, flinging off his coat and straightening his bow tie. He then yelled out loudly.
"Suzanna! Let's start work!! Although God has never looked at me, but even if the devil favors me, I will still loudly praise! "
Suzanna lazily walked in from the outside, and followed McKinney into the diagnosis room. They thought that nobody could hear them by lowering their voices, but in reality, everyone present was a bunch of perverts. Therefore, they didn't miss a single word of their conversation.
"What's your name, I've finally seen through you. Your medical skills are as inferior as your character."
"Wait a minute Suzanna, these are some big clients, a bunch of eccentric rich people. They aren't here to request for treatment."
"Oh god, don't tell me they're here to collect taxes?"
"They're here to request for disease."
"What the hell, are you so poor you've lost your mind?"
"Listen to me.... (500 words omitted), rich people always have idiotic eccentricities. You know, Suzanna, perhaps I'm lacking in the field of treatment, but I'm rather gifted in the field of disease."
".... Oh, if that's true, then I still have faith in you. Hand it over! "
"What?"
"The cheque! I have to verify if it's an empty promise.... oh, looks like it's very trustworthy. What do you want to do? "
"Suzanna, can't you return the cheque to me? … …. "
"Mister! Mister McKinney! You haven't paid me my salary for 3 months, and I even paid half of last month's rent. Apart from that, I still have to clean your room, cook your meals, accompany you in your sexual life and other services. Do you dare to repeat what you've said before? "
".... Suzanna, fine, let's get to work. They only gave me a 2 hour trial period. We have to start working hard for that cheque that's multiplied by 10. "
*****
Doctor McKinney's assessment of himself was rather accurate. Just as he said, perhaps he wasn't gifted in the field of treatment, but in the field of disease, he was very accomplished. After merely an hour and a half, Sheyan, who had reverted back to his human form, clutched his chest and coughed violently.
His bronchitis flared up violently in his body, multiplying in intensity, causing him to have difficulty breathing. His eyes rolled back and he nearly fainted. Towards the end, he coughed out blood mixed with phlegm! The disgusting secretions and vomit filled several spittoons.
Such a violent outbreak had far exceeded Sheyan's expectations. It could be said that he was hovering on the brink of death. If he didn't have the 'Stronghold' ability to reduce the duration of bronchitis by 25%, Sheyan was certain he would've most likely died here.
Of course, this was largely due to Doctor McKinney's clumsy medical skills. At the very least, he displayed an extremely intense bewilderment and bewilderment when facing Sheyan's condition. He appeared to be busying himself with many matters, but in truth, his assistance to Sheyan wasn't as great as Suzanna's.
Finally, Sheyan was released after the replication of the A-virus was completed. His complexion was deathly pale, and his body was drenched in sweat. He appeared to be even more exhausted than after battling a Tier-9 creature and battling Melody. After lying on the bed for half an hour, he finally regained his strength …. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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