CHAPTER 215: SIR! YOU NEED HEALING!

As he spoke.

Under the intense gaze of everyone around holding their breath, Lynn extended his hand and calmly placed it on the other's wrist.

And almost the instant they made contact, before anyone around could even react.

Lynn's brow furrowed briefly, then quickly smoothed out as he withdrew his hand, speaking seriously:

"The results are already out."

As these words fell, all the townsfolk behind him stared in astonishment.

Even the two Night Doctors behind Raven were momentarily stunned, then exchanged bewildered glances.

"Are you certain?"

One Night Doctor questioned doubtfully:

"I advise you to think carefully, you only have this one chance. You merely touched him for a moment, and you dare claim you've completed the diagnosis?!"

Isn't this a joke?!

Even with their Night Doctors' exclusive Diagnostic Art.

When making contact with a target, they could only roughly determine what illness or injury the person had. To obtain more detailed information, they needed to combine various methods for prolonged diagnosis and testing.

Lynn didn't answer, merely maintaining a slight smile as he adjusted his glasses, looking at Raven as he said:

"The poison is named [Leech]."

"It's a virus constructed from a mixture of over a dozen mysterious substances, including venom extracted from a highly toxic insect in the Dark World called the Swamp Blood Leech, along with Evil Spirit secretions, diffusible spore dust, deadly toxic Deathvine, and more."

"This virus is extremely stealthy. Small doses of infection won't produce any effects on the host, but it can rapidly spread to the target's brain over time and hide covertly. And if certain special catalysts are added..."

Lynn smiled as he raised his hand, pinching his fingers together:

"It can even become an extremely covert weapon. Through specific triggering methods, sometimes just a snap of fingers is enough to cause complete chaos of the virus within the infected person."

"This isn't just a virus;

it's also a powerful killing weapon!"

Listening to Lynn's fluent explanation, the expressions of the two Night Doctors behind Raven grew increasingly shocked, and they even subconsciously took a step back.

Even the Executor stood there dumbfounded, unable to speak a word.

Only Raven stared intently at Lynn, waiting for him to finish.

Lynn adjusted his glasses and smiled:

"The basic introduction of the virus is complete. Now let's discuss the specific questions you asked earlier."

"First, the injection site of the virus is three inches above the joint of your right arm. You didn't inject much virus, but it's all concentrated in that patch of skin on your arm, so the virus accumulation has still caused some adverse reactions in you."

"The injection site on your right arm has developed subtle red rashes, causing you to feel abnormal itching and stinging pain. Am I correct?"

Silence fell all around.

Behind him, the townsfolk all stood with mouths agape, staring at that polite and confident young man.

They didn't understand.

But they could feel it was incredibly impressive and professional.

[Ding! Congratulations on triggering achievement: Professional Lecturer. You gained 200 basic experience]

[Professional Lecturer] Special achievement: Obtainable with probability when fluently reciting system-provided text word-for-word in any situation while maintaining an enigmatic demeanor that makes others perceive you as highly professional. You received permanent attribute bonuses: Charm +1, Intelligence +1, Handsomeness +1, Happiness +1

"..."

Lynn maintained his calm smile, but upon closer inspection, one could see a throbbing vein at his temple.

However, the Night Doctors didn't notice this.

They all looked toward Raven, breathing somewhat rapidly as they sought confirmation.

"Sir, what he said..."

Raven narrowed his eyes and said: "Not a single detail wrong."

Buzz—

All three Night Doctors behind him shuddered, their eyes revealing clear disbelief and shock.

This... this is ridiculous!

Because they knew very well that this virus was a special one Raven had only recently developed, not even having been reported yet.

Even they only knew partial uses of this virus.

And this human actually...

Could he really have discerned so many details about that virus just by touching Raven's body once?

This... this...

Raven raised his head, squinting as he watched Lynn and said:

"Impressive! Truly impressive! It seems the Executor was right—you indeed possess unimaginable diagnostic abilities."

Lynn smiled: "You flatter me."

But before he could finish, Raven's tone shifted, his voice turning cold.

"But you clearly missed some symptoms. To be honest with you, besides the itching from the rash on my right arm, I'm also experiencing dense itching and stinging sensations on my back."

He stood up, indifferent as he said:

"You've underestimated this virus's spreading capability and its adverse effects. It seems your diagnostic skills need further refinement."

He slowly put on his black leather gloves, pressed down on his top hat, and prepared to turn away.

But just as he turned, Lynn's smiling voice came from behind.

"Mr. Raven, my diagnosis didn't miss anything, because what I described earlier was solely regarding the virus you asked me to diagnose."

"The itching and stinging on your back aren't entirely caused by that virus."

Buzz—

Raven's body froze rigidly in place.

Lynn's monocle reflected light, making his smile appear particularly dark.

He picked up his quill and opened his notebook.

"What I just described was only the first condition I diagnosed for you—the virus you injected into yourself. Next, I'll explain the second condition I diagnosed for you."

He began writing swiftly with scratching sounds, speaking fluently.

"Perhaps because you frequently test that virus named [Leech] on yourself, you might not have noticed that the hair follicles in your skin have already developed hidden lesions and necrosis."

"And the widespread itching and stinging you feel on your back is because the virus you just injected acted as a catalyst, a trigger, rapidly awakening those toxins hidden within your skin's hair follicles."

"If I guess correctly, hasn't the itching on your back already started spreading to new areas?"

"For example..."

Lynn calmly waved his quill.

"Your buttocks."

Buzz—

The eyes of the two Night Doctors beside Raven instantly went vacant.

They stared in shock at Raven, who stood frozen rigidly, murmuring:

"Mr. Raven..."

Lynn smiled as he adjusted his monocle: "This is the second condition. I advise you to immediately extract the virus you just injected into your body. Otherwise, while back hair follicle necrosis is minor, if your virus stealthily enters your brain..."

"That would be troublesome then."

Raven's entire body remained stiff.

Silence fell all around.

The next moment.

He suddenly reached out, fingers trembling, urgently and rapidly undoing the buttons of his leather jacket, quickly pulling it open as he shouted frantically at the three Night Doctors beside him:

"Quick! Help me take this off!"

As these words fell, the three Night Doctors shuddered violently, finally realizing something was wrong.

They immediately rushed forward in a fluster, swiftly removing Raven's set of black leather clothing, revealing his body covered in dark feathers beneath.

One of the Night Doctors immediately saw with shock.

Beneath the feathers on Raven's back, there were indeed densely packed small granular red dots covering the area, and the originally smooth, glossy feathers had become dull and lackluster.

"How is it?" Raven immediately asked with a frown.

The three Night Doctors grew anxious.

Because that human had truly hit the mark.

"The situation is very bad! Mr. Raven!"

"The red dots on your back are spreading rapidly! It does seem to be adverse symptoms triggered by the [Leech] virus!"

"Sir! You need treatment!"