Durin's Diary

Chapter 353 The Song of the End
When Du Lin stood in front of the operating table, he felt it was ridiculous.

Don’t be afraid, the medical AI Daju will serve you throughout the process. You are responsible for the operation, and I will tell you how to do it.

Fortunately, there was Daju. Although Du Lin felt that he was like a butcher when he cut, the old men in the medical team all said that Du Lin's cutting was as beautiful as a painting.

Damn it, how could it be beautiful when I cut the fat and separated the fat layers? I thought it was perverted for an assassin like me to kill people without caring about burying them, but I didn't expect these old men to be even more perverted. It's so scary.

However, despite being scolded, Du Lin still completed a series of operations including tracheotomy perfectly.

There’s no way, I’m just not familiar with it.

However, Du Lin was holding back and did not follow the old rules of wiping the neck.

After dealing with two bodies, Du Lin was finally replaced.

Daju didn't make fun of Du Lin either.

·Your performance is good. The freshmen in medical school I have seen can vomit all over their faces while standing aside and watching.

He even encouraged and praised Du Lin.

"You've probably never done this before. In terms of character, you are the bravest child I have ever met." Accompanying Master Brother McCain out of the autopsy room was Doctor Nantes, the most experienced doctor in the medical team.

He was an abandoned baby picked up by the church and had no identification. The name Nantes was given to him by the chief monk at that time.

So he never had a surname in his life, and served in the church all his life. Even his three children took their mother's surname.

Facing such a medical master, Du Lin was full of respect - such a person deserved Du Lin's respect and honor.

"Thank you." Du Lin said with a smile, "I'm still not used to it."

Dr. Nantes burst into laughter. "You're kidding, kid. When I was your age, I followed my mentor to the operating table for the first time. I vomited all over the place when I saw him operate."

"Really? Then I hope my surgery can help you."

"It will definitely help us. Before today, we never imagined that a large syringe could be used to bypass the accumulation of sputum and food debris, directly freeing the patient from suffocation. It can even open the trachea without damaging blood vessels, artificially creating a breathing hole and buying enough time for rescue."

Having said that, the old man's face was full of sincerity. He took off his gloves and stretched out his hand.

Du Lin shook hands with the old man.

He is already very old. Dr. Nantes is neither a supernatural being nor an old professional.

But his sincerity moved Durin, so Durin shook hands with the old man without hesitation: "I, Durin Elsh, am deeply honored to be able to work with you to find a better way of life for the suffering people." A great doctor like him is determined to explore the future of medicine in an era when divine arts are respected. I am really honored to meet such an ordinary yet great legend, Big Orange.

It’s great that you think that way.

"I'm just an ordinary old man, and you're a legend..." "But you and your companions bring hope of life to all mortals in this world. No one wants to lose the last of an ordinary family's wealth due to an illness. And you, the Church of the God of Suffering, and your medical team have told me that those who can't afford divine treatment can also be redeemed. There are other options besides divine treatment for a minor wound. I'm truly happy."

"I'm truly flattered by your words." Old Nantes smiled and patted his chest sincerely. "Please rest assured, the Church and we will never forget our creed."

"If there is anything you need from me, please let me know. I can make tools for you for free." After Du Lin finished speaking, he saw that the eyes of these two people seemed to be shining.

"That's great, Mr. Du Lin, please don't leave now. We just happened to have a set of tools we'd like to make, and we've even drawn up the blueprints. We've been looking for a craftsman, but even reputable craftsmen have their own deadlines. Your expenses will definitely be covered by our church."

"Master McCain, I told you it's free." Since he really needed Durin's help, he was naturally willing to help. "Pay me, are you looking down on me, Durin Elsh?"

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"Mr. Dulin has left." Returning to the back hall, Brother McCain looked at the beautiful, transparent glassware and metal pieces before him. "Nante, is all this really as important as you and the medical team say?"

"They're very important. I've seen a set of these tools in the Eastern Elven Territory. They can purify medicinal powders, making herbs more effective. They also have all sorts of uses unknown to us. Otherwise, those little guys wouldn't have kept them so well in the basement of the Medical Association." At this point, the old man sighed, "I heard that Mr. Durin is the son of Secretary Roy Corleone, the Northernist."

"Yes, he is the third child with Ms. Lily."

"This kid's knife skills are too perfect. A fifteen-year-old legend, no matter how talented he is, shouldn't be so indifferent to a corpse... It's like he's a killer."

"Then you're not mistaken. He's the current leader of the Triarchs, and he received the token from Lord Hassan, who now lives in the Endless Wilds." Michael finished speaking in one breath, somewhat moved by Durin's experience. "If this kid's journey from leaving his hometown for Copenhagen to the present were written into a novel, it would probably be a million words. Oh, and I almost forgot. Detective and Doctor was also written by this kid. He can make movies, write novels, play the piano, and is a legendary Candle Dragon. Lord Ish of the Elsh family picked up Chang Tang's bloodline, and everyone says he's the luckiest person alive."

"I see. He's written about detectives and doctors... That makes sense. So there really are gifted people in this world, and Mr. Dulin is one of them." The old man muttered to himself, his eyes filled with joy. "The Corleone Family has provided a lot of financial support to our church and medical team over the years... Let's tell the assassins of the Triarchate, as long as they adhere to the ancient ways of the Triarchate, we can at least help them here."

"Will this affect our image of neutrality?"

"No, the medical team will provide treatment independently, and the Church should not intervene." At this point, Nante glanced at his old friend. "The medical team can gain training skills for the injured, and the assassins will no longer be left without medical help. We can all be winners."

"Okay, but I will report this matter to headquarters." McCain agreed, but the necessary procedures still had to be followed.

"I'll leave this matter to you." Nante nodded. "Please also report Mr. Du Lin's heroic act."

"Of course. Herr Dühring's heroic act will surely go down in church history."

(End of this chapter)