Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Logos started a crazy brainstorming session, analyzing the interpersonal relationships within Wolumondre today.

Qi Yan and the White Queen appeared in the same frame, but the scene he had imagined, where the two enemies met and were extremely hostile, did not occur. Instead, they both turned their anger towards him.

Which part went wrong?

Logos looked at W, trying to find the answer from this crazy woman.

Unfortunately, W was only interested in having fun at the moment, and even Arturo beside him didn't seem so annoying. He happily shared 'insider information' with Arturo in a low voice, deliberately keeping his voice down so that Logos wouldn't hear.

Logos: "..."

This was the first time he had ever envied Qi Yan's abilities so much.

"Where are you looking?" The White Queen approached Logos, her voice gentle. "I remember you were so attentive to me back then, but now that we've met again, you won't even give me a glance?"

Mudrock and the Sarkaz: !

"Ahem, I think there must be some misunderstanding..."

Before Logos could finish explaining, the White Queen interrupted him directly:

"There's no misunderstanding. You are Logos of Rhodes Island, not Mr. L from the Crisis Contract."

You approached me with a false identity, only to have your eyes on someone else.

Mudrock and the rest of the Sarkaz gasped.

What a strange development in the world of stand-in literature!

Logos' calm demeanor seemed to falter slightly, and he subconsciously took a half-step back.

He never dreamed that the White Queen's revenge would be in this way!

However, Logos quickly realized that the White Queen couldn't directly attack him. Now that Wolumond had just suffered a catastrophe, it couldn't withstand a fight between the two of them.

Logos would rather the White Queen come up and beat him up than use this ambiguous tone to ruin his reputation.

Logos can already imagine how ridiculously fast the news will spread after he returns to the island, fueled by W's embellishments and testimonies from Mudrock and others, that Logos is a scumbag boyfriend because of the siren's handsome looks.

“Captain White, you can’t just accuse me alone. You forged your identity too,” Logos retorted through gritted teeth.

"Yes, I wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but instead I was deceived." The White Queen stared intently at Logos, taking another step forward. "In fact, you already knew everything, but pretended not to know, keeping me in the dark!"

The logos recede further.

Mudrock and the Sarkaz instinctively dodged to the sides to avoid being dragged into the conflict.

This is incredibly shocking news.

She chased, he fled, but he couldn't escape even if he had wings!

Those Sarkaz who have never been in a relationship look at Logos with admiration in their eyes.

As expected of the Banshee Queen of the Sarkaz, she is truly a role model for us all!

Logos noticed the Sarkaz's gaze and felt a wave of numbness wash over him.

His public image collapsed in a way he never imagined...

"Hmph, I won't dwell on these old grievances now," the White Queen stopped and sneered. "But you need to pay the price for what you've done. Stay in Wolumond and help me stabilize the situation."

Logos took off his mask and said with a wry smile:

"That's no problem, but could you explain things more clearly..."

"Explain what?"

The White Queen interrupted Logos again: "Explain how you completely fooled me? Explain how much I trusted you at the beginning, only to find that I couldn't even find you in the end? Explain..."

"Stop! I was wrong!" Logos felt a chill run down his spine and quickly stopped the White Queen's dangerous statement.

He's truly terrified of the White Queen now; she's resorting to such outrageous and despicable tactics to keep him, her accomplice, under control.

Logos resignedly said:

"Just tell me what you need me to do."

"You'll find out when the time comes." The White Queen was clearly keeping Logos in the dark. "Don't worry, it's not difficult for you. It's just a matter of setting the stage for me."

Logos took a deep breath and nodded reluctantly in agreement.

Seeing this, the White Queen gently raised her chin and turned to leave like a victorious general.

W quickly put away his recording device, wagging his little tail contentedly as he followed the White Queen.

Logos raises his hand and uses his bone pen to release runes, attempting to snatch the terminal from W's hand.

Unfortunately, W was clearly prepared, having already tucked the terminal under her skirt before Logos could even make a move.

"Come on, come and get it." W put his hands on his hips, grinning mischievously. "That dog is right there watching. Try it."

Logos: "..."

Great, his public image has been ruined once again.

Logos silently put down the bone pen, letting W walk away with an irritating gait.

The Sarkaz around him looked at Logos in surprise, wondering why he would be threatened by W.

"What's that weird adjective for 'dog'?" a Sarkaz asked his companion in a low voice.

Another Sarkaz pondered for a moment and analyzed:

"It is very likely the dangerous person Mr. Logos mentioned. It seems to be from the Pero tribe. Everyone should be careful when they see Pero recently."

Another Sarkaz thought even deeper:

"It could also be a non-human creature. After all, I don't believe there's anyone that the Banshee Queen is so wary of. Everyone should also be careful of any canine-like creatures they encounter!"

The other Sarkaz chimed in in agreement.

"That's right, Mr. Logos isn't even afraid of the Gemini Queen."

"Now the situation is clear. We need to be wary of that dog and Mr. Logos' woman in Wolumonde. We must not offend either of them."

"Go back and explain the situation to the traveler as well. He has a rather outgoing personality, so as not to offend the wrong people."

Logos' eyelids twitched again as he listened to Sarkaz's suicidal remarks.

He took two deep breaths to calm himself down, ignoring the reckless Sarkaz.

Do whatever you want. Anyway, Qi Yan won't kill them. With Sarkaz's physique, as long as they have a breath left, they can survive. If they survive, it's the same as nothing happened.

Logos turned and walked towards a corner.

He needs someone to calm him down.

In the square, Qi Yan was listening intently, his white wolf ears perked up.

A woman holding a child's hand stood before him, her face filled with worry.

“Nurse Qi, this is my relative’s child. He seems to have been frightened by the natural disaster. Although he was not injured, he has become very listless and does not respond to anyone who talks to him.”

Qi Yan, completely distracted, waved his hand and said:

"Yes, yes, your period has started, you're lethargic, and haven't had any symptoms for several days. Go see a gynecologist over there."

Anto had just finished treating an injured person when he heard Qi Yan's words. He stood up angrily and bumped Qi Yan in the lower back with his forehead, causing Qi Yan to stumble.

"What are you doing?" Qi Yan clutched his back, wincing in pain.

Anto rubbed his forehead, hissing in pain, and gritted his teeth, saying:

“I can’t let you continue to harm the injured. Come with me to the emergency room over there. You don’t need to interact with the patients there. Just quietly hand me the tools.”

"The emergency room is great. I always said I have a good relationship with the King of Hell. Staying here and arguing with ordinary patients would be a waste of my connections."

Qi Yan's face lit up with a smile, and he eagerly followed Anto towards the emergency room.

(I got back late today, don't worry, there will be two more chapters later.)

Chapter 352 The Patient: I've Suffered So Much

"Gently, gently, put it here, yes, prop his legs up with something."

How does Anto control Qi Yan to operate the patient? He needs to pay attention to the patient's condition while also being wary of Qi Yan's mischief.

Fortunately, although Qi Yan's actions seemed somewhat careless to Anto, he did not forcefully break the patient's leg and then prop it up with something.

Anto carefully examined the patient before him, his expression softening slightly:

"The patient has a leg fracture and needs surgery to remove the broken bone fragments from the wound. Anesthesia will be used."

Qi Yan rummaged through the medicine box for a long time, then looked up and said helplessly:

"How could that be? I specifically checked when I went to organize the medicine box!" Anto said in disbelief.

The patient, lying on the hospital bed, was in so much pain that his face was pale and he was covered in sweat. When he heard that there was no anesthetic available, his heart sank even further.

Qi Yan glanced at the patient and said to Anto in a deep voice:

Have you ever studied with Gavial?

Anto gasped, his expression filled with reluctance.

Qi Yan clenched his fist and aimed it at the patient's forehead:

"This is the only way for now; it's a last resort."

The patient seemed to realize something, his eyes widened instantly, and he stammered:

"No...it can't be that bad, maybe...maybe I can hold back..."

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Qi Yan's fist was about to land, Anto suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She pushed Qi Yan aside, rummaged through the medicine box for a moment, picked up a vial of medicine, her little face dark:

"what is this?"

Qi Yan stared intently, puzzled, and asked:

"How would I know what this stuff is? What kind of cocaine is this? I don't even recognize the names of these things, I didn't even graduate high school."

"That's the scientific name for anesthetics!"

Anto went berserk on the spot and threw the potion directly onto Qi Yan's forehead.

Qi Yan cried out in pain as the medicine hit his forehead, bounced off, circled twice in the air, and was finally caught firmly in Anto's palm.

Qi Yan covered his forehead in surprise and exclaimed:

"You know this move too? Are you also playing Vincent's Draven?"

"What are you saying that I can't understand?"

Anto grumbled, then skillfully drew the medicine with a syringe and injected it into the patient's injured leg.

The patient looked at Qi Yan with lingering fear.

He never dreamed that after surviving the natural disaster, he would fall into Qi Yan's hands again.

Ignoring the patient's terrified gaze, Qi Yan wagged his tail and stood guard by the bedside, chattering away:

"Next, will you ask me to hand you a scalpel or hemostats? I've seen it in TV dramas; that's how surgery is always portrayed."

Before Anto could react after he said that, the patient couldn't sit still any longer.

"You...aren't you a nurse?" The patient struggled to sit up. "Why do you know things from TV dramas?"

"Quiet, you are a patient."

Qi Yan raised her hand and forcefully pressed him back down, then turned her head and continued chatting with Anto:

"If Gavial and Shining were here, one of them could use physical anesthesia and the other could carry a greatsword. The patient would definitely be obedient."

Anto rolled her eyes, not daring to let Qi Yan interfere, and dutifully selected surgical tools herself, casually saying:

"Actually, I've always been quite curious as to why Shining carries a sword with her at all times. She's so gentle and doesn't seem like the type to fight."

"You haven't heard of the name Flash Spirit Sword Saint?" Qi Yan asked in surprise.

“I’ve heard about it.” Anto skillfully slit open the patient’s thigh with a scalpel. “People always say that besides being a highly skilled doctor, Shining is also a top-tier expert.”

But no one has ever actually seen Shining make a move, and Shining himself insists that those rumors are just hallucinations of the injured.