When a Doctor Faces Monsters Being Born

The author’s alternate account new book: 《Awakening to the Dao in a Strange World by Running an Apothecary》

A white-haired old man says with a mournful face, “Doctor, I’ve been hit by age-wasting magic and only have one year left to live. I’m only 20, is there still hope?”

Wu Si waves a hand. “Don’t panic. It’s just dehydration, reduced tyrosinase activity, and lower hormone levels. Get a blood test, then some fluid replacement, and a vitality-activation treatment will sort it out. Next!”

“Ruaaaaa!! Ugh...” A nether wolf with its bloody mouth wide open just rushes in, and Wu Si grabs its neck and crushes it into slag.

He claps his hands, somewhat displeased. “What is security doing? Even dogs are being let in.”

“Doctor Wu, this patient is in bad shape! He’s been hit by a banshee scream and is now in ventricular fibrillation!” a nurse shouts.

“Hook up the defibrillator, prepare 300 milligrams of amiodarone! And put on our same-frequency brainwave interference device too, I’m coming right now.” Wu Si’s figure disappears instantly, leaving even an afterimage still issuing orders...