Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

Hearing this, Dante shuddered.

"Then can you restore me to my original appearance?"

"I think it's good not to sublimate."

The prison doctor stretched out his fingers and shook them gently.

"Sorry, I don't have this ability."

"The changes in your body are irreversible."

"It's like a pot of rat soup that has been stewed for five hours."

"Even if they stew for another five hours, they can no longer return to their lively and cute state before they died."

"Although this metaphor may not be appropriate, it's roughly the meaning."

Dante felt a little crazy.

"What a strange metaphor."

"So, am I still a human now?"

The prison doctor said with some surprise.

"A lucky guy asked the same question before."

"Why do you all care so much about your race?"

Dante was obviously much calmer than the dart at that time.

He even thought carefully about the prison doctor's question.

"Maybe it's out of my deep desire."

"Although I also know that this question is a bit stupid."

"After all, normal humans don't grow scales."

Said Dante with a sigh.

"This time, maybe I really have to change my name to Dante."

Dante is not too opposed to his current state.

After all, he has been diagnosed with lung cancer for a long time, and it is a great blessing to be able to survive now.

Thinking of this, Dante frowned slowly.

"By the way, Mr. Prison Doctor, you said that I am in good health just now?"

"But don't I have lung cancer?"

The prison doctor nodded.

"Of course, your lung cancer has been completely cured through a minor operation."

"And you will never be troubled by the fact that smoking can cause lung cancer in the future."

Hearing the "minor operation" mentioned by the prison doctor, Dante understood instantly.

His poor lungs have left him forever after all.

"Then why can I continue to breathe now?"

As he said this, Dante also demonstrated a deep breath to the prison doctor.

Since the entire lung has been removed, breathing is naturally impossible.

Speaking of this topic, the prison doctor was obviously interested. He also wanted to see what interesting changes Lu Xiao's flesh and blood would undergo in Dante's body.

"Do you need me to do a physical examination for you?"

Dante thought about it and finally agreed.

Anyway, he was already half-human and half-ghost, so it was no big deal to let the prison doctor cut it.

He thought so and simply lay down.

The prison doctor was very excited and stretched out a finger.

The sharp scalpel between his fingers reflected a faint metallic light under the light.

"Sizzle!"

The scalpel crossed Dante's chest and brought up a string of sparks.

The prison doctor said a little embarrassedly.

"Your damn scales are as hard as Ivan's skeleton."

The scalpel embedded between his fingers has the property of 'cutting'.

Cutting iron like mud is the most basic level.

However, this scalpel that cuts iron like mud only leaves a shallow white mark on Dante's chest.

At this time, Dante was completely wrapped in these hard scales.

Even his face was shining with a dark red luster.

For a moment, the prison doctor felt that he had no idea where to start.

Just then, the doorbell of the holding room rang.

Lu Xiao walked in with the chainsaw man.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a humanoid creature covered with dark red scales lying on the operating table.

Instantly, tears fell from the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Prison Doctor, where did you find these ingredients?"

"It looks delicious."

"It just so happens that we have a new chef here, I'll bring him over now!"

He turned around and was about to leave.

Dante's heart was beating fast on the operating table.

"Dude, it's me!"

Only after hearing this familiar voice did Lu Xiao stop.

"Who are you? Mr. Devil?"

"How did you get into this state?"

Lu Xiao came up immediately.

At this time, the prison doctor's voice was distressed.

"Lu, I want to give him a physical examination, but my scalpel can't cut the damn scales."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao pondered for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Prison Doctor, I suggest that his scales can be pulled out."

The prison doctor nodded, as if he suddenly realized something.

"That's a good suggestion!"

Dante's mouth twitched.

"Good advice, don't mention it again next time."

"Thank you for your approval."

Lu Xiao grinned and was about to start, after all, he was very familiar with pulling out this kind of thing.

The prison doctor hurriedly stopped him.

"Lu, I think we can give him some anesthetic injections, thisThis can help relieve his pain. "

Hearing this, Lu Xiao was stunned at first, and then his face was relieved.

"Mr. Prison Doctor, you finally remember to use anesthetics for patients."

Dante, who was lying on the operating table, finally understood why Lu Xiao could play with the prison doctor.

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The prison doctor was looking for anesthetics in the medical box while chatting with Lu Xiao.

"By the way, is this a new friend?"

He looked at the chainsaw man standing behind Lu Xiao.

Hearing this, Lu Xiao immediately introduced.

"This is the surgeon as good as you that I told you about before."

The prison doctor's eyes fell on the chainsaw in the hands of the chainsaw man.

"Did he use this chainsaw to perform surgery on you?"

The chainsaw man started the chainsaw and waved it.

Lu Xiao hurriedly translated for him.

"He said: Yes, that's right. "

The prison doctor suddenly had an idea, and his tone was a little excited.

"Lu, can you let him demonstrate his superb skills?"

The chainsaw man waved the chainsaw again.

Before Lu Xiao could translate, the prison doctor spoke first.

"I guess this gentleman must have said: yes."

Lu Xiao nodded.

"You are such a considerate doctor."

Dante wanted to have a cigarette at this time to numb his brain with nicotine.

"Can consideration be used in this kind of place? Hey! "

Soon, the prison doctor took out a large bottle of anesthetic from the medical box.

Since the needle could not penetrate the scales on Dante's surface.

The prison doctor simply poured it directly into Dante's mouth.

Until the anesthetic in the bottle was empty, the prison doctor stepped aside to make room.

The chainsaw man stepped forward, the saw blade spun rapidly, bringing out gusts of air.

Then he aimed at Dante's bare chest and put the chainsaw directly on it.

Accompanied by a series of sparks, it was like sawing a steel plate.

It took a full minute for the chainsaw man to cut Dante. The scales on the surface were sawed off, revealing the flesh and blood inside.

At the same time, Lu Xiao quietly reached out and pulled off a scale from Dante's body, with a look of "comfort" on his face.

Lu Xiao said that the chainsaw man was an excellent surgeon, and this was certainly not bragging.

The chainsaw man held a heavy chainsaw and accurately cut a hole in Dante's chest.

Whether it was the strength or the angle, it was just right, not a bit more, not a bit less.

Through the cut, the first thing that came into view was a fresh beating heart.