In the Old Days of Terror, My Medical Godfather!

Civilization and reason have become vulnerable to the horror of the old days. It is better for all human beings to become monsters and monsters. Plague is everywhere, and diseases follow it like a shadow. Sawyer came into this terrible world and lived a terrible life. Fortunately, he still has civilized reason, medical knowledge, and some appropriate assistance. [Normal mission: rescue the man whose head turned into a balloon, release the pus from his head, and reward him with a brand new lancet] [Difficult task: Anatomy and study of three human corpses in one day, reward: complete stripping and resection of giant blister] [Desperate mission: dissect the body of the twelve-winged blazing crow, and discover the puzzle that troubles them. Reward: rational creation crystal] … The giant shadow on the seaside peeks into the place where humans have sealed off the fire. Distortion does not spread here, and the creatures look up at the operating table displayed by Medical Sawyer. "For the deformation surgery of the human head balloon, first place the patient in a supine position with the head elevated and the feet lowered 15°. The surgical incision is marked circularly along the edge of the balloon to avoid the weakest tension area. The cyst fluid is slowly released at a controlled low speed. Rapid discharge is strictly prohibited. The speed is controlled at 5-10ml/min. The patient's dissolving consciousness is simultaneously detected, and the consciousness solution is collected and injected into the patient's blood vessels." "In such a world, distortion should not become the iron lock that blocks creative rationality, the past should not become the monarch that enslaves living beings, and terror should not become the hand that stifles the fire of civilization." "The world is sick, let us cure it with our own hands."