The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3368 Miraculous Doctor (2)

Chapter 3368 Miraculous Doctor (XII)

Strange hurried to stop Schiller, but Schiller went around to the other side, looked at the elf and said, "He took a gold coin from you?!"

The elf became more conscious. He acted a little scared, but nodded and said, "Yes, it was only 32 silver coins a few days ago. But Mr. Wood said that there are too many patients recently, and if you want to get treatment, you have to pay more."

"How many silver coins are equal to one gold coin?"

"35, what's the matter, sir?"

Schiller took a breath.

"What about silver coins versus copper coins?"

"The same." The elf seemed a little confused, as if he didn't understand why the doctor asked him this question.

Schiller slammed his fist on the operating table. "He only gives us two copper coins for each patient! Two! Even if Nick Fury comes, he has to give him a thumbs up!"

Strange quickly patted his back to comfort him, then said, "It's okay. When we find him, we'll chop him up and throw him in the fireplace. Calm down first."

Schiller took a deep breath and managed to calm down. He sent the elf back to the passage, and this time the money dropped was not two copper coins, but five.

Schiller put the copper coin into his purse with a cold face, and then said: "Moshu Town urgently needs a revolution, what do you think?"

Strange was already mourning for the guy named Wood, but he thought of another thing. He said, "Now it seems that whether to treat the patient is up to us. If we don't pull the lever, can't we rest forever?"

"I'm afraid not. The nurse may come to supervise us." Schiller thought for a moment and then said, "It's possible that it won't be the nurse. The angle of the observation window is limited. Although we can see our appearance, we can't see clearly what is on the operating table."

"The hospital interior and the reception room are not interconnected." Strange said, "This is a peculiar design. Neither side can see each other, nor know the specific situation inside. This may be deliberately designed. But why?"

"Then we won't take the job," Schiller said angrily. "I get angry when I think that we worked so hard to treat a patient and only earned a little more than a gold coin for him."

"Okay, let's take a break." Strange didn't care at all. He said, "There are still many books on the bookshelf that can be read. I think the low success rate of our treatment is mainly due to insufficient theoretical knowledge..."

Schiller no longer wanted to complain about his optimism about his own treatment skills, so he walked to the operating table and started working. Strange sat in a chair by the fireplace and read a book. The two of them started to blatantly slack off in broad daylight.

Strange occasionally glanced at Schiller's place, but he only saw a pile of bottles and cans. He knew that Schiller had bought a lot of new things from the bear keeper that morning, but he didn't know exactly what they were because Schiller had always been in charge of the money.

"What are you doing?" Strange asked.

"Poison." Schiller's voice was cold.

Strange stopped asking.

Time passed little by little. As evening approached, a knocking sound suddenly came from the metal passage.

Schiller narrowed his eyes for a moment. Strange also stood up. Neither of them said anything, but they both understood what the other meant.

Strange picked up the long chisel from the tool rack and handed the furnace hook in his hand to Schiller. The two of them approached the operating table, one on the left and one on the right.

"boom!"

Something hit the metal door hard, but neither of them made any move or pulled the lever.

"Bang! Boom!"

"Clang!"

The metal door was knocked away. A wooden head stretched out from inside, followed by a wooden spine that was as flexible as a snake, and a dozen thin arms hanging on both sides of the spine.

This is not a wooden man at all, but a terrifying wooden monster.

But alas, there couldn't be a more terrifying creature in this room than the cash-strapped Schiller.

The moment the wooden head popped out, Schiller swung the furnace hook and made a "bang" sound, followed by "bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

Let's put it this way, Strange was concentrating and ready to fight, but he couldn't find a gap in the rhythm to intervene.

Schiller swung the furnace hook like a madman, leaving afterimages. In the end, there was a "crack" sound, and the iron furnace hook, which was at least as thick as an adult's finger, was broken by him.

The upper half of the furnace hook flew out. Schiller threw away the half in his hand and swung the long-handled pliers next to him to continue smashing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At first, the wooden monster was able to struggle a bit. He tried hard to rush out to free his arms that were still in the passage, but any part that left the passage would be smashed by Schiller.

Although the thin and long arm looks scary, being thin also means that it is not that strong. It is obviously a needle used to stab people, a sharp weapon, not a baseball bat. How can it withstand Schiller's smash?

So he quickly pulled his slender hand back. But he was half a step behind when he pulled his hand back, and was hit by Schiller's "bang bang". The back of his head was flattened and his spine was almost broken, and he barely managed to pull his head back.

Schiller stood at the entrance of the metal passage, holding a pair of pliers and breathing heavily.

"Your name is Wood? Pay me back!"

Then, without waiting for the people inside to say anything, he walked to the fireplace, picked up a piece of red-hot charcoal with a pair of pliers, and thrust it directly into the passage. The pliers were not long enough, so he directly used the pliers to pick up the iron rod in Strange's hand and thrust it hard into the passage.

The wooden monster didn't retreat fast enough, and the sharp chisel must have pierced his head directly. Schiller found that it had hit him, so he stopped pushing it and started hitting the iron chisel instead.

Although it is not known whether the wooden man has brains, judging from Schiller's strength, whatever was in his head should have been shaken evenly.

After a while, there was no movement in the passage, so Schiller waved to Strange. The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, used the iron rod as chopsticks and forcibly picked out the wooden monster.

The process of dragging it out was quite difficult because a lot of my hands were stuck in it, but I finally got 80% of it out.

Schiller looked at the wooden man's long arms and felt that they looked familiar. Then he suddenly recalled the guy who was picked up by the nurse and smashed the door before. Wasn't this the thing on his body?

The light was dim at the time, and it was hard to see what had pierced the man. Schiller thought it was a chain, but after a closer look, it seemed to be the arm of the wooden monster.

Schiller immediately realized that if he didn't work for a long time, this wooden monster might rush out of the passage and pierce him through with its long and thin arms.

The man might have been stabbed to death by the wooden monster and then picked up by the nurse for recycling.

It can be said that if Schiller had not asked the elf how much money Wood received, it would have been quite difficult for the two of them to deal with this monster.

It's strange, this monster doesn't look like a wooden man at all, but its head is the most typical shape of a toy wooden man. Doesn't this stimulate Schiller?

Strange glanced at the corpse of the wooden monster, then looked at Schiller, and stood there in silence.

"What's that expression on your face? Don't you know that I'm a mental patient?" Schiller said with some dissatisfaction.

"But you have once again refreshed my understanding of mental patients." Strange shook his head and said.

"It's strange to see something unusual," Schiller commented. "When a mental patient becomes excited, muscle restrictions no longer exist, so his strength naturally increases."

"Is this what you mean?" Strange picked up the pliers next to him and fiddled with the wooden monster's head. The back of the wooden monster's head had been completely smashed. The key point was that the broken part revealed a steel structure inside, which was also bent.

Schiller laughed and said, "Doesn't this prove that I was showing mercy when I threatened you with the ballpoint pen?"

"That's true." Strange walked over to clean up the debris on the operating table, and then said, "You didn't need magic to pierce my head."

Schiller wanted to say something, but he caught a glimpse of the wound on the wooden man's head and noticed that there seemed to be something inside. He squatted down and used pliers to pry open the steel bars.

"Hey, come and look at this! There's something good!" Schiller shouted.

Strange walked over again, and looked inside where Schiller pointed, and found that there was a purple crystal core inside.

Schiller rolled his eyes and said, "Guardian Bear calls this thing a puppet crystal. In other words, these things are puppets..."

"Don't be disappointed. If this is the real Wood, wouldn't it be too easy for him? Maybe Wood is just a puppet, and there is someone else behind him."

Schiller nodded, confirming this guess, and then he remembered and said: "The Raven Man before also had a puppet crystal in his body, so he might not be the real Mr. Raven, but just Mr. Raven's puppet."

"Now we have offended everyone." Strange sighed.

"Think about something happy. At least this kind of crystal is very valuable." Schiller took out the crystal from his head and put it into the jar where the crystal from the Raven Man's body was previously placed.

"What do you think about us just not working and tricking this wooden man into killing him, then selling the crystal core for money?"

"Not very good. This guy is obviously intelligent. Do you think he will do the same thing a second time?"

"That's right." Schiller sighed with a hint of disappointment, "What a pity."

As expected, there was no more movement in the metal passage.

I guess Wood didn't think anyone could survive the monster. He didn't think about this when he knocked down the door. Now the metal door was knocked away, so the lever was useless. Schiller and the others didn't know what signal to send when they wanted to work.

So they had to resort to the most primitive method.

"Hey, man! If you're not dead yet, give me a patient!" Schiller bent down and shouted into the metal passage. But there was no response from inside.

Strange guessed what was going on, and he said to Schiller: "Stay away from the cave, otherwise he won't dare to come out."

Schiller curled his lips in dissatisfaction and had to stand farther away from the operating table. Then Strange shouted into the hole: "That lunatic is gone! Give us a patient!"

As a result, the metal passage still remained silent. Schiller immediately laughed and said, "It seems that he thinks you are also a lunatic."

Strange spread his hands and said, "At least better than you."

The two had no choice but to wait until the evening. When the nurse came to check on them at night, Schiller leaned against the door and told the nurse everything that had happened during the day.

From the nurse's eyes behind the observation window, it was obvious that this was her first time to encounter such a situation. Her eyes revealed confusion, and it was obvious that the CPU had been burned.

Bang!