“Zero Egg?!”
Huang Ming was completely confused, “What kind of ability is this?”
Lu Yuan did not answer directly, but instead asked tangentially: “Master Huang Ming, do you like children?”
“Pah!”
Huang Ming said decisively: “What I hate most are bratty kids!”
Lu Yuan: “...”
Next, Lu Yuan explained the ability called Spirit Birth to Huang Ming bit by bit with his hand over his forehead.
Spirit Birth is the way that biological creatures like Li Lin propagate their offspring.
The principle is that they can nurture a spirit fetus in their body by accumulating spiritual energy, without needing certain activities.
After Lu Yuan finished speaking, Huang Ming sat motionless on the operating table.
He just stared straight at Lu Yuan for a good while.
Lu Yuan calmly adjusted his own lensless glasses and said, “Actually, this ability is quite good...”
“Although you may not be able to become an exorcist anymore, you can consider becoming an exorcist's dad.”
Huang Ming looked around and saw that Lu Yuan had already put away all the surgical knives beside him. He smiled and said, “Don't be so quick to do foolish things that would harm yourself.”
Although Huang Ming's expression was calm, his eyes contained anger. “Mr. Lu, just kill me!”
Lu Yuan: “...”
“Master Huang Ming, why go to such extremes? You are still young with a long road ahead...”
“Dr. Lu, I don't have the courage to become a man who can bear children.”
“I see...”
“Sex reassignment surgery is also free for you, that should work, right?”
“?!”
Huang Ming suddenly felt that his life had become bleak.
At this moment, a sentence floated up in his mind: penny wise, pound foolish.
Finally, he asked Lu Yuan somewhat helplessly: “Dr. Lu, is there really no other way...”
Lu Yuan put his hand on his shoulder and said solemnly: “How could there be no other way?”
“It was my mistake with the ability genes, I will definitely take responsibility for you. Tell me your demands, whatever I can do, even if I have to peel off my own skin, I will do it for you.”
Huang Ming suddenly felt warmth in his heart as he recalled his grand ambition again.
“Dr. Lu, I, I still want to become an exorcist.”
“Alright, then I’ll make you an exorcist. Go get some rest first, give me some time, and I’ll tailor a transformation plan for you based on your situation.”
Huang Ming said gratefully: “Thank you Dr. Lu!”
“It's what I should do, after all I'm a doctor...”
After that, Lu Yuan injected Huang Ming with a strong anesthetic again.
This anesthetic could make Huang Ming sleep for seven or eight days straight.
After instructing Liu Yuan to remember to give Huang Ming nutrient injections every day, Lu Yuan went to patient room 94.
Seeing the lights still on in Li Lin's room, he knocked on the door.
The door opened, and a girl appeared, blending Liu Yuan's sweet face with Lin Youyou's elegant temperament.
Li Lin was no longer the mercenary he used to be.
She had become a girl, taken on the appearance of a girl.
Just the appearance.
Next, Lu Yuan and Li Lin entered into an in-depth discussion about the childbearing ability called Spirit Birth.
By the time he left Li Lin's room, it was already late into the night, and another day had passed.
Lu Yuan contemplated the various application scenarios of the Spirit Birth ability as he walked towards his second operating room.
Just as he reached the end of the first floor hallway, Liu Yuan blocked him at the door.
“Did you eat today? How many days has it been since you slept?”
Lu Yuan was startled, only just realizing that he hadn't drunk a sip of water all day today.
He smiled awkwardly and turned to leave, but Liu Yuan's voice came from behind, “What do you want to eat? I'll go make it for you?”
Lu Yuan waved his hand, “Go rest early, I'll just have Youyou make me something downstairs.”
Liu Yuan hesitated slightly and said, “Dr. Lu, there are four more days until the first.”
Lu Yuan, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped in his tracks and nodded, “I know.”
He continued walking forward and muttered under his breath, “How is it the first already, time really flies...”
...
The next day was the hospital's day off.
Early in the morning, the clown was already squatting outside the door of Lu Yuan's break room.
As soon as Lu Yuan got up, he immediately bounced over, “Dr. Lu, time to do my surgery!”
Lu Yuan nodded and said, “Alright, come with me to the back mountain first.”
“What are we going to the back mountain for?”
“Just go where I tell you, what's with all the questions? Remember to bring a shovel.”
The clown made an exaggerated expression of fear, “Dr. Lu, you can't be going to dig up roast duck skins back there?!”
“Congratulations, you guessed right.”
Ten minutes later.
Lu Yuan, dressed in full protective clothing, sat on a rock in the back mountain.
Behind him, the strawman masquerading as Scarecrow shielded him from the sun.
In front of him, the clown swung a shovel dramatically.
Soon, the snake skin bag the clown had buried appeared.
Lu Yuan handed over a tupperware container, and the clown made an extremely disgusted expression, but was directly ignored by Lu Yuan.
Half a day later, in the second lab.
A tube of pure black cellular extract was extracted by Lu Yuan.
Wearing double layers of isolation gloves specifically on his hands, Lu Yuan began separating the ability genes from this cellular extract.
He needed to unravel the secret of how the Disaster Spirit Fetus could directly give birth to infected people.
Once focused, Lu Yuan completely lost track of time.
And so the clown's surgery was postponed again.
That night, heavy rain fell on Cloud City.
A tall figure wearing a raincoat stood at the entrance of the medical school.
He strode in with big splashing steps, walked to the entrance of the reception hall, and glanced at the broken door, but did not enter directly.
Knock, knock, knock–
First, this man knocked on the door.
There was no reaction from inside the reception hall.
Because Lin Youyou was helping Lu Yuan configure life hormones downstairs, so the first floor of the clinic was unoccupied at the moment.
The man in the raincoat projected his rich voice, “Excuse me, is anyone there?”
Naturally no one responded.
After that, this man just stood under the eaves outside the reception hall, watching the rain outside in a daze.
And so the night passed like this.
Lu Yuan had been busy all night, but was still unable to decompose the various ability genes of the Disaster Spirit Fetus.
Because some time had passed, the ability genes of the Disaster Spirit Fetus had undergone legal reactions, and multiple ability genes had fused together to form new ability genes.
This gave Lu Yuan a bit of a headache.
But it wasn't a big problem either. After dissecting Scarecrow last time, the genetic knowledge Lu Yuan obtained was enough for him to solve this problem.
It would just take more work.
At six in the morning, Lu Yuan decided to put this matter aside for now.
The clinic needed to open for business today, so he had to go take a short nap first.
Lin Youyou was still mixing the last few batches of life hormones over there, so Lu Yuan didn't disturb him.
As soon as he got to the first floor, Lu Yuan took a deep breath of the heavy rain falling outside.
Then he walked towards the reception hall.
He already knew there was someone standing outside.
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