Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 14 (pt. 3)

Wei Qing looked at the dusty silver case in front of her.

She had put it away from her lap earlier.

She stayed suspiciously silent for a while.

How long had it been neglected?

Whatever.

She closed her eyes.

She propped her chin with her hand and leaned on the sofa.

She checked the data.

…

[ Task (New): Please let Sylvie assist you in completing work. (Pending) ]

[ Reward: 1000 yuan or (one random mystery gift) ]

The words “pending” glared brightly.

They mocked her.

Wei Qing sighed with some regret.

Her eyes looked resentful.

If this isn’t assistance, what is? It must be targeting her on purpose!

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The appointed patient arrived soon.

Wei Qing then discovered her house had a doorbell.

She thought briefly.

So why did that fur coat guy knock last time?

Well, maybe he was sick.

She opened the door slowly.

A tired-looking middle-aged man stood at the entrance.

“Hello, doctor.”

His right hand was wrapped in thick gauze.

His eye sockets looked deep.

He seemed to stay up late often.

His nose was big and high.

“Hello.”

Wei Qing greeted him and motioned him to come in.

She had a room for work.

The man sat down.

He unwrapped his gauze.

His hand had a large cyst; it spread until the whole hand swelled deep red.

Her fingers paused.

She felt relieved.

It looked serious, but this was actually easy to handle.

“It’s swollen like this. You should have come earlier.”

“I… My work was too busy. Today, I finally got a day off.”

The man sighed.

His hand had a huge bulge at the base of the thumb.

Some rot showed around it; some yellow came from iodine he applied.

“You need to take leave even if you can’t. This abscess needs incision and drainage. Just applying disinfectant is useless.”

Wei Qing replied casually.

She rummaged through the surgery kit.

Sylvie stood behind her.

She took out some items and handed them to her.

They were even disinfected already.

Wei Qing glanced at them casually.

She felt surprised.

She hadn’t said anything, right? But these were exactly what she needed.

She turned back and put on gloves slowly.

Her voice sounded cold.

“If you came any later, this hand might need amputation.”

Sylvie: “…”

She watched the man’s face turn pale instantly.

“R-Really?” The man’s face paled; his voice trembled.

“I felt this hand getting weaker, so I came earlier than planned.”

“Doctor, please help me.”

Wei Qing nodded kindly.

She felt satisfied.

She couldn’t bear the pressure alone for so long, so she pressured someone else.

These people here were really easy to fool.

Sylvie stood behind her.

The woman faced away; amused helplessness flashed in Sylvie’s eyes.

This patient… She had seen him a few times.

The man always said it was no big deal, just looked scary.

Suddenly, it became an amputation.