At this moment, within the intermittent wailing and deadly silence, a sudden cold wind billowed from down the long street.

In the car, Tong Shan was stunned momentarily, feeling the terrifying pressure exerted by the people surrounding them and the external force pressing upon the force field. It had, astonishingly, halted in place.

No, it was not just a halt—it was as if they instinctively wanted to retreat...

In the foul, cold wind, blood-stained white garments fluttered like specters.

Dancing in hunger.

The Ghost Shadow lying on the hood moved stiffly, staring blankly at that unfamiliar face, hard to distinguish.

It was simply impossible to clearly see his face.

It was as if countless figures overlapped together, sometimes resembling burning corpses, at times like blood-bathed evil spirits, occasionally rotting to reveal white bones, and sometimes stitched densely, crisscrossing.

Thick blood slowly seeped from beneath the stitches, tracing cruel curves with a joyous smile.

"Are you hurt?"

Ji Jue gazed at the ghastly Ghost Shadow, struggling to restrain the growing joy and surprise within his chest.

Was material actually coming to him on its own?

Crack!

The moment he reached out, a subtle crackle came from the hood. The Ghost Shadow, initially roaring furiously, instinctively stepped back.

"I...I'm not..."

Two sets of features, pieced together, twitched convulsively, too overwhelmed by the burgeoning chill and fear to even care about the nearby souls and flesh, wishing to give up.

No, rather, wanting to escape!

However, the previous undetectable speed and effortlessly altered disguise could no longer be utilized!

It was as if an invisible hand had seized it.

Ji Jue's badge at his chest fluttered violently, yet it felt like a massive boulder, exerting an infinite pressure, making it impossible for him to break free. The same eerie power from Spring City acted upon him, nullifying all changes.

Or rather, at the moment Ji Jue appeared, the rules and powers it relied upon were completely erased, overtaken by a higher and more terrifying set of rules.

From the moment it dared to tell a "doctor" recognized by Spring City that it was "hurt"!

"So that's it..."

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, carefully sensing the bizarre power enveloping the long street and the mechanism of something he didn't understand, recalling the earnest teachings Director Qian had imparted to him at the hospital, he finally, suddenly sighed.

He said, "You are sick."

Snap!

Instantly, with that statement, the fierceness and violence on the Ghost Shadow vanished, replaced by an unprecedented panic. Even though it didn't understand, didn't comprehend, and didn't know what was happening, it instinctively feared and went mad.

"No! I'm not!!!"

The Ghost Shadow on the hood struggled frantically, fell, and crashed into the blood pool, trying to crawl, to retreat. The two merged faces howled, "No no no no!!! Go away! Leave! Lea-lea-lea—"

The shrieking ceased abruptly.

Because the pair of feet in the blood pool was now inches away.

"No, you are sick, you're very ill."

Ji Jue consoled, a gentle smile crossing his blood-stained face, "Don't be afraid, you'll be cured..."

A doctor will save the patient, as will Ji Jue.

Yes, this was his divine duty.

This was what Spring City recognized and what it entrusted to doctors...

At that moment, amidst the Ghost Shadow's shrieking, Ji Jue's palm pressed down on its face, pinning it firmly to the ground: "Don't avoid doctors when you're sick, can't you see?

You must be sick, with a disease that affects the whole body, neglecting it could be perilous!

Here, let me take a look—"

Snap!

In the fierce struggle, it seemed like a breaking sound came from the Ghost Shadow's body. Ji Jue looked down, one hand holding down the Ghost Shadow's struggles, turned his gaze towards where the breaking noise originated, and immediately frowned.

"Is the leg broken? That's too bad!"

He clenched the Bone Knife, gauging the position, "So severe, amputation is necessary, no anesthesia, bear with it."

"Uh—!!!"

Under the pressure of Ji Jue's left hand, the Ghost Shadow's eyes suddenly widened.

A ghastly, agonized scream erupted from beneath his palm as blood gushed forth. A section of the left lower leg was instantly severed by the swing of the Bone Knife, falling off, tumbling in the blood pool, animate-like.

But soon, it was enveloped by Mercury crawling out from the toolbox, absorbed, restrained, sealed, and reduced to thumb-sized fragments.

This time, without previous effort and difficulty.

Easy as pie!

"Ah, no, that's not right."

Ji Jue frowned, "Don't move, it's the thigh that's broken!"

Then another slash, the screams were intense again, a whole right leg fell from the Ghost Shadow, and the proliferating Mercury, like a ravenous beast, devoured it instantly.

The Ghost Shadow's two faces twisted severely, eyes filled with bloodlines, endlessly screaming and struggling in vain.

"I said, don't move, cooperate with the doctor's treatment! I'm doing all this for your own good!"

Ji Jue scolded angrily. "It's all your fault, cut the wrong leg! Have to cut again! Do you think surgery is free?! Keep moving, and don't blame me if I get too agitated and cut the wrong spot!"

"Uh! Uh uh uh!!"

The Ghost Shadow stared blankly, disbelieving its own ears, then, following Ji Jue's knife swing, its body spasmed and twitched uncontrollably, and then it stiffened.

Only crimson tears seeped from its four eyes, falling, blending into the blood pool.

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