Chapter 47: Oh, Dr. Ji, Your Healing Hands!

AdaiEr, are you injured?

Or the other members of the squad…

Before Ji Ming could think it through, AdaiEr noticed him and hurried over.

"Doctor, you… how did you end up like this?"

Seeing Ji Ming looking as disheveled as if he had rolled down a hillside, her light‑pink eyes were filled with astonishment.

Ji Ming could only put on an act again, lowering his head in a plaintive manner.

"This matter… it's a long story…"

When he finished speaking, AdaiEr had already frowned and let out a sigh.

"Did such a thing really happen? If only we could have arrived earlier."

It turned out that, according to the Iron Chain Squad's custom, the day after an adventure ends is the day for collective equipment repair.

But when they gathered at Mo Dun's Blacksmith Shop early that morning, the others learned from Lao Bo Er's account that a melee had broken out near the Clinic last night.

"The doctor couldn't have been robbed, could he?"

Amid the exclamations, Si Tong hurriedly led his men over here.

But when they arrived, the Clinic was empty, with only a few City Guard members busy collecting bodies.

The main door was intact, and the back door showed no signs of forced damage.

A doctor isn't a fool; the person should be fine, but where did he run off to?

Through connections, acquaintances, and inquiries, they gradually learned the whole picture.

They also learned from the guards that Ji Ming had left the city early in the morning.

Originally the Iron Chain Squad was ready to set out immediately to find Ji Ming, but Lao Bo Er stepped forward to stop them.

"The Dark Forest and the Wasteland together are too vast; where could we possibly find him alone?"

To avoid further casualties, they had to stay in the city and wait patiently, all the way up to now.

Although it didn't achieve much, regardless of the outcome, this was certainly concern and care at a friend's level.

Listening to AdaiEr's words, Ji Ming, who barely had any friends to begin with, suddenly felt a warm feeling inside.

The Iron Chain Squad really knows how to step up when there's trouble!

So he clasped his hands together and thanked them earnestly.

"Your choice was right; I'm sorry for making you worry."

AdaiEr, however, stayed on the previous topic, her face full of regret and dissatisfaction.

"If we had met earlier, perhaps the doctor wouldn't have lost that money."

Loss?

Xiao Liao, I even made a hundred on the side.

But despite feeling happy inside, Ji Ming still put on a complex of feigned nonchalance amid his aching flesh.

"Actually, I've already come to terms with it; the money's gone but can be earned again, as long as the person is fine."

"It's good that you can think that way."

Seeing that the parties had let it go, AdaiEr's expression softened.

"Actually, I have another matter while waiting here."

"Tonight is the dinner we arranged yesterday; when do you plan to go?"

Ji Ming glanced at the sky, then at the few patients waiting at the doorway.

"I think we should see the patients first."

He opened the Clinic's main door and quickly ushered the patients into the hall.

In Sunlight City, the overwhelming majority of patients suffer external injuries; at this moment they are in need, and the clever adventurers aren't being sly.

One by one, obediently, under Ji Ming's direction, they lined up from the most severe to the mild cases.

Skillfully, he took out Hemostatic Powder and Rejuvenation Elixir from the counter, then boiled a pot of water to heat the needles, thread, and daggers.

AdaiEr didn't leave; instead, she stood to the side, watching the doctor's procedure with interest.

Ji Ming, hoping for a calming presence like a great Buddha, naturally didn't drive her away, but gently reminded her.

"Remember to stay quiet; treatment is a very serious matter."

"Hmm."

The first patient had a fracture; his lower leg was twisted into a bizarre angle, looking excruciatingly painful.

In fact, it was true; sweating all over, he was in pain to the point of nearly fainting.

Seeing the patient accompanied by a companion, Ji Ming pulled out a hand shovel from his pocket and told him about his special staff technique.

"What a weird thing!"

The man whose face was covered in pimples looked shocked, originally intending to refuse outright,

but upon hearing Ji Ming say, "This can replace anesthesia; you don't want to spend extra money, right?"

He patted his empty wallet and could only reluctantly nod.

"Don't worry, it's not that scary."

After soothing him, Ji Ming raised the hand shovel and struck directly.

The patient hadn't reacted yet when he fell into a baby‑like sleep.

"Come over and feel his breathing."

Ji Ming grabbed the hand on the pimpled man's face and placed it in front of the patient's nostrils.

"He really just fainted!"

Feeling the steady breath, the pimpled man let out a shout, and his expression immediately relaxed.

"Sorry, doctor, I shouldn't have just now…"

Ji Ming said nothing, but waved his hand and began treatment.

A fainted patient doesn't scream or thrash, so it's easier to handle.

But this severe fracture was his first time treating, so Ji Ming first flipped through a book back in reality.

Then, gauging the force, he gradually straightened the calf and strapped a splint.

"Thank you, thank you…"

After paying, the pockmarked man kept thanking while walking away with his companion.

"Next one!"

The curtain was pulled aside, and a twisted‑faced adventurer walked in.

His arm had been clawed by a bear, the skin split and flesh torn, blood and meat smeared, and it looked terrifying.

But when it comes to treatment, it's the same old step‑by‑step routine.

"Has the bleeding stopped?"

The adventurer bit his lip.

"Doctor, the hemostatic powder you gave really works!"

The hemostasis was completed early, Ji Ming re‑examined the wound, then began the subsequent cleaning, suturing, applying medicine, and bandaging.

He had performed this procedure many times, and completed the treatment in one smooth flow.

"Dr. Ji, you look very proficient."

Standing quietly aside, after Ji Ming finished wrapping the last layer of gauze, AdaiEr couldn't help but praise.

"It's just that practice makes perfect."

Without a break, Ji Ming smiled and quickly called the next patient in.

This time it was a fruit‑selling couple; while transporting goods, the husband's leg was cut open by a metal plate.

If that were all, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the problem is the metal plate is enchanted with tetanus…

Seeing the deep, long wound, still covered with all sorts of debris, Ji Ming couldn't help but grin.

"It's a bit troublesome; I'll do my best."

Before starting, he glanced at the little clean water left and prepared to fetch more.

But the doctor's movement made the already frantic family members even more anxious.

Seeing AdaiEr, clearly also in a white robe but with an indifferent expression, she couldn't help scolding.

"You're the doctor's assistant, right? Why do you have the nerve to just sit there doing nothing?"

"Ah, I…"

Her mouth slightly open, AdaiEr was instantly stunned.

Damn, how could you point at a level‑16 warrior?

Ji Ming slipped and almost fell, then quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"You've misunderstood, she…"

But before he could finish, he felt the basin in his hand snatched away.

"Sorry, I'm the assistant; I was too lazy!"

"Huh?"