If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 70 Live Face Mask and Old Wu's Tears

The fully armed woman ripped off her mask, revealing a face that sent chills down one's spine.

If the previous "Night Owl" had a sallow complexion due to liver disease, then this one is practically a living demonstration of the "uncanny valley" effect.

Her face was swollen like a steamed bun, with irregular bumps all over her forehead, cheeks, and chin.

Her skin was so thin it was translucent, and you could vaguely see the pale yellow liquid flowing beneath.

The most terrifying thing was her nose; the bridge of her nose was crooked to one side, and the tip of her nose had begun to turn black and ulcerate.

"Help me..." the woman cried, tears streaming down her face, but her stiff expression prevented her from showing any sadness. "I'm Amy, I have five million followers! If my face is ruined, I'll die!"

Zhao Na recognized her and whispered to Li Siyuan, "This is Amy, that live-streaming e-commerce host. She used to brag about 'non-surgical minor cosmetic procedures' every day in her live streams, but it turns out she's ended up like this."

"This is Aomeiding," Su Qing concluded after just one glance. "It's polyacrylamide hydrogel. This stuff has been banned for a long time, but some people still use it as hyaluronic acid on the black market. It will migrate under the skin, cause cancer, and cannot be completely removed."

"The big hospitals said they'd have to cut open my face and cut away the flesh..." Amy grabbed Wang Minyu's sleeve, her nails almost digging into his flesh. "I can't have a scar! Doctor, I heard you have a miracle cure, I'll pay any price!"

Wang Minyu pulled his sleeve back with disdain: "Five million fans? I think five million are just here to watch the show. Your face is full of rotten mud, even a god couldn't save it."

Amy collapsed to the ground in despair and burst into tears.

"However," Wang Minyu changed the subject, "I've just developed a 'biological sludge removal therapy.' No surgery, no scars, but the process is a bit... disgusting. Dare to try it?"

"I'd eat shit if it could help!" Amy cried out as if she had grasped at a straw.

"No need for that, eating shit won't cure this." Wang Minyu stood up. "Su Qing, take her to the operating room. Guan Shan, bring that basin of bacteria in."

In the operating room, the operating lights came on.

Amy lay on the operating table, her hands and feet restrained by straps.

This was Wang Minyu's request, in case she moved around too much later.

Wang Minyu put on rubber gloves and took out the white, still slightly wriggling "plasticizer" from the petri dish.

Through systematic improvement and Su Qing's cultivation, this mycelium now looks like a moist face mask.

"Bear with it." Wang Minyu didn't use anesthesia. "This thing eats the garbage in your face. When it moves, you'll feel like thousands of ants are crawling under your skin."

After saying that, he directly applied the clump of mycelium to Amy's face.

"Ugh—!"

The moment they touched the skin, the mycelium became active, like sharks that had smelled blood.

They secrete a special enzyme that softens Amy's stratum corneum and then penetrates into her pores.

Amy's body stiffened abruptly, and a muffled scream escaped her throat.

Under Li Siyuan's horrified gaze, Amy's face began to twitch violently.

The white hyphae moved under the skin, searching for the polyacrylamide particles deposited in the intermuscular spaces.

Once they find a place, they will envelop it like a vacuum cleaner, breaking it down and devouring it.

"This is...this is so disgusting." Zhao Na covered her mouth, almost vomiting.

Through the skin, you can clearly see that the swollen lumps are rapidly deflating.

The clump of mycelium covering the surface gradually changed color from white to a cloudy pale yellow—the color of the fungus that had absorbed a large amount of polyacrylamide hydrogel (PAAG) and pus.

Half an hour later, Wang Minyu removed the "mask" that had turned black and yellow.

"knock off."

Amy was completely exhausted and soaked in sweat. But when Su Qing handed her a mirror, she screamed.

It wasn't fear, it was ecstasy.

In the mirror, the face that was originally swollen and deformed, though still red, had all those horrible bumps gone! The bridge of the nose was straight, the chin had shrunk back, and although the skin was a little loose, it had a normal skin texture.

"My face... my face is back!" Amy touched her face, crying tears of joy.

"Don't get too excited." Wang Minyu tossed the clump of toxin-laden fungal hyphae into the medical waste bin. "This is just the first cleaning. You have too much 'garbage' in your face; you'll need at least three more visits. Also, the consultation fee is 500,000 yuan, no bargaining."

"Here you go! I'll give it to you!" Amy transferred the money without saying a word.

After seeing off Amy, who was expressing her deepest gratitude, Wang Minyu looked at the extra amount in his account and felt quite pleased.

He went to the backyard.

Old Wu was sitting on a small stool, wearing the glasses he'd won from the doctor with gold-rimmed glasses, reading a thread-bound book. The setting sun shone on his gaunt face, making him look somewhat forlorn.

Upon seeing Wang Minyu enter, Old Wu hurriedly stood up: "Dr. Wang... Dr. Wang."

"Sit down." Wang Minyu waved his hand. "That patient from earlier is cured."

"Oh..." Old Wu was a little flustered, wondering why Wang Minyu was telling him this.

"It's the bacteria that grew in your coffin." Wang Minyu pointed to the laboratory next to him. "That stuff saved a face and a life."

Old Wu was stunned.

He was locked in that dark and sunless basement for eight years, used as a test subject, and treated as drug residue.

He thought he was a joke, a good-for-nothing, a piece of trash whose value had been squeezed dry by his nephew.

"All the suffering you endured wasn't in vain," Wang Minyu said, his tone unusually gentle. "Although Wu Defa is a beast, this thing growing inside you is truly a treasure. From now on, you'll be the chief pharmacist of this pharmacy, specifically responsible for cultivating this fungus."

Old Wu's lips trembled, and murky tears streamed down his wrinkled face.

"Am I...useful?"

"It's useful." Wang Minyu nodded affirmatively. "Much more useful than those experts who only prescribe antibiotics."

Old Wu suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Wang Minyu.

"Thank you... thank you Dr. Wang for giving me the opportunity to be a human being."

Wang Minyu did not help him up, but accepted the bow.

"Get up. Don't kneel so easily in the future; it's not customary here." Wang Minyu turned and walked back. "We're having hot pot tonight, so bring two extra sets of chopsticks and bowls. Guan Shan said he wants to eat pig brains, so go and make him a dipping sauce."

"Hey! Hey!" Old Wu wiped away his tears, his voice filled with unprecedented energy. "I'm going right now! The dipping sauce I made is the best in Changxiang!"

When I returned to the front hall, it was already dark.

The signboard of Renxin Pharmacy lit up in the night, its neon lights flashing with an eerie glow.

Li Siyuan was organizing today's medical records when he saw Wang Minyu enter. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, is this... a proper hospital now?"

Wang Minyu glanced at Liu Yixin, who was counting money; Su Qing, who was wiping her scalpel; Guan Shan, who was lifting a stone weight; and Old Man Wu, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Serious?" Wang Minyu smiled, picked up his teacup and took a sip. "As long as it can cure diseases, who cares if it's serious or not. We grow leeks, as long as the leeks grow well, it doesn't matter what kind of fertilizer we use."

Just then, the system panel popped up again:

A new special event has been detected.

[Changxiang Central Hospital has sent a consultation invitation.]

[Note: Some people want to see if the "strange doctor" who made Old Chen fall asleep and caused Amy to change her expression really has three heads and six arms.]

Wang Minyu put down his teacup, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"It seems we'll have to expand our leek garden to the city center."