Lynn froze for an instant.
Then he slowly raised his head, staring seriously at the eyes of the messenger before him without moving.
The Slender Man froze, not understanding why this human was staring straight at him with such an unsettling gaze that made one feel somewhat panicked.
"You need to sign... I need to return... and report..."
He said hoarsely.
Lynn extended his hand and said seriously, "Wait a moment."
The Slender Man froze, saying, "What's wrong?"
Lynn put on his monocle and said deeply, "Have you recently felt abdominal bloating and pain, chills throughout your body, knees feeling cold and twitchy when walking, and even felt like crying when looking in the mirror..."
Instantly, the Slender Man stiffened in place.
What's going on?!How... how did he know?!
That's right! Over the past few months, he had indeed been feeling extremely uncomfortable all over, especially after delivering a letter to the Deep Chill Bone Land a few months ago - something had felt subtly wrong with various parts of his body.
But how could he know about these symptoms?!
Seeing the Slender Man's astonished expression, Lynn calmly adjusted his glasses and said:
"Friend, you don't have long to live."
The Slender Man: "???!"
Lynn said deeply, "As you can see, I'm a professional doctor. Just now when I touched your fingertip, I detected something wrong with your body. May I ask if you've experienced those symptoms I just mentioned?"
The Slender Man said in astonishment, "Yes... yes, a little..."
Lynn nodded seriously, "Have you been to extremely cold places recently and been injured by some twisted creature? Do you feel subtle knee pain every cloudy day?"
The Slender Man said in shock, "You... how do you know?"
Lynn narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry about how I know. You just need to understand your condition is very serious. Without treatment, at best you'll be paralyzed, at worst you'll die, or at the very least lose your job and drift aimlessly through life."
The Slender Man said panickedly, "This... this..."
Lynn adjusted his glasses, seriously hooked his finger, and strode toward the door next door.
"But fortunately, you met me - a professional doctor who saves the dying and heals the wounded. If not for our connection, I wouldn't be telling you these things."
"Right next door is my shop. Come, let me examine you properly. Don't worry, it won't cost much."
...
A few minutes later.
Inside the dim Bloodsaw Potion Shop.
The Slender Man sat dazedly on a small stool, looking at the human youth opposite him who had already put on a white coat.
He didn't know why, but he had followed in here somewhat dazedly.
Shouldn't he be hurrying back to report?
But those symptoms mentioned earlier had indeed troubled him for months, and this doctor had identified all his symptoms just by touching him once.
Could it be.
That even a mere messenger like him had encountered some kind of fateful opportunity?
Wearing a mask, Lynn looked at him seriously and said, "Customer, your condition is somewhat complex and extensive. I'll examine them one by one. Come, first lift your leg."
The Slender Man looked confusedly at his own leg, then glanced at Lynn's trustworthy expression.
"Um..."
Thump—
Lynn took out a small hammer and tapped his knee.
The Slender Man: "(ΩДΩ)!!"
[Slender Man's SAN -10]
Lynn said seriously, "Does it hurt?"
The Slender Man said tremblingly, "It hurts! Dozens of times more than before!"
Lynn said deeply, "The pain means we've found the root cause. This is clearly old rheumatism triggered by cold toxins. If this continues, sooner or later it will cause bone spurs that leave you bedridden."
The Slender Man trembled, "But... it didn't hurt this much before... it only hurts this much after you tapped it!"
"Did I tap hard?" Lynn said deeply.
The Slender Man said dazedly, "No... not hard..."
Lynn adjusted his monocle and said seriously, "If it hurts this much from a light tap, it means the illness has already penetrated to the bone. Do you really want to end up bedridden?"
The Slender Man hemmed and hawed, unable to form a complete sentence.
After a long while.
He finally said somewhat hopefully, "It's... it's not that serious, is it..."
Lynn slapped the table, making the Slender Man jump.
Lynn said deeply, "Absolutely absurd! Do you know how many patients literally torture themselves to death because of this complacent mentality?! Do you know what kind of agony it is when illness truly erodes your entire body?!"
Lynn slowly leaned forward, saying deeply:
"Hurts like your mother died! Especially on cloudy days! First it's just ants crawling, then it feels like hammers pounding, and later it becomes whoosh-whoosh knife-like cutting sensations..."
"One cut after another, one cut after another, swollen like a meatball... touching it brings that mother-dying pain..."
The Slender Man kept leaning back, eyes wide, hands gripping the stool legs, trembling uncontrollably.
"Treat it! Treat it! I'll treat it now! Stop talking! Doctor, please stop talking!"
...
Several minutes later.
"This is our shop's specially formulated Bloodsaw Muscle and Bone Plaster. Apply three times daily, one sheet each time. After application, it will keep you warm and tingly, providing significant pain relief."
"This is internal medication for treating rheumatism pain. Take these two pounds of medicine back, brew and drink it once daily for seven consecutive days. If it doesn't work, come find me again."
"Your body is so slender and elongated - clearly malnourished. I'll prescribe some tonic medicine to ensure you stay healthy and run faster than Liu Xiang."
Lynn calmly stuffed various medicines into the Slender Man's arms.
The Slender Man held the increasingly absurd pile of medicines dazedly, saying:
"Doctor... isn't this a bit too much medicine?"
Lynn said calmly, "Too much? This is just medicine for your old rheumatism. I haven't even told you about your other illnesses yet."
The Slender Man trembled, "There... there's more?"
Lynn sat down, pushing the medicines aside first.
He looked seriously at the Slender Man and said, "Recently, has your body been constantly feeling cold, and no matter how much you exercise or keep warm, you can't suppress that chill?"
The Slender Man widened his ghostly eyes, looking at his pale hands, "Yes... yes."
Lynn narrowed his eyes, "And does it feel like the chill comes from within, wave after wave spreading from your abdomen throughout your body?"
The Slender Man said in astonishment, "Exactly!"
Lynn said deeply, "Based on my preliminary diagnosis, you've been poisoned by cold toxins - malignant cold toxins. This lesion has even caused malignant cysts to form inside your abdomen!"
Clang—
Lynn drew his Night Demon Blade, saying calmly:
"Whether it's there or not, we'll know after surgery."