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"Dr. Moriarty. I've known the Margaret family for quite some time, and I personally don't think Rowling is that kind of person. The fact that you can diagnose her condition without relying on equipment shows that you have a considerable amount of knowledge in obstetrics and gynecology. Do you think it's possible that she's experiencing a false pregnancy?"

When Dr. Kelman saw what was happening in his friend's home, he wanted to help.

"False pregnancy... This phenomenon does exist, but it usually occurs in married couples. Some women experience psychological stress after a long period of childlessness, which can lead to false pregnancy. Therefore, it is unlikely that Miss Margaret was in a false pregnancy."

“Oh…I see, thank you for clearing up my confusion, Dr. Moriarty.”

Kelman rubbed his forehead and went to see his patients.

After two treatments, Demi felt much better in her legs. After seeing Bai Miao finish talking with her father, she danced over to Bai Miao and said with a smile, "My father treats Rowling as a very good junior, and I also have a good relationship with Rowling. Are you free this afternoon? Would you like to come with me to visit Rowling?"

"Hmm... I do have some free time, but it shouldn't be long before Zhong responds."

"There's a dance party near the hospital where Rowling is staying tonight, how about we go together?"

Demi's true intentions were now fully exposed.

“Miss Kelman, I’ve recently made a name for myself in Yar City, so it’s not appropriate for me to show up at a ball. Please let me live a quiet life for a while until things calm down. Besides, your leg hasn’t fully recovered yet; you still have one last treatment to complete.”

"Hmm... alright then, I'll listen to you tonight and stay home to rest."

Demi waved to Bai Miao and ran back to her room.

Bai Miao was both amused and exasperated. Had he really forgotten about visiting Rowling?

Returning home in a carriage, Bai Miao experienced a moment of peace.

Is this what it feels like to lie in bed after get off work?

Bai Miao comfortably rolled over and lay on the bed, watching the ceiling gradually become covered with flesh and blood.

The random hallucinations have returned; Bai Miao has experienced two hallucinations today.

Maybe I should try spending the whole day outside Vic Street tomorrow and see if I start hallucinating.

Bai Miao was also pondering how to get close to Dr. Lecter.

Their relationship was roughly at the level of exchanging greetings when they bumped into each other on the street.

Even though Bai Miao visited each household in the few days after officially moving in, it was merely to introduce them to each other.

Just as Bai Miao sensed, not only in Vic Street, but also in Yar City, the relationships between people were not as close as imagined, and people like Dr. Kelman who were willing to think about their friend's daughter were extremely rare.

Attending social events like dances seems to be just another part of their lives, not a genuine desire to become close friends with anyone, but simply because there are areas where they can collaborate.

From this perspective, was Lecter's invitation to his neighbors on Vick Street for lunch at his home also for a specific purpose?

Asking Lecter directly would definitely not work; from the first moment Bai Miao saw Dr. Lecter, he clearly realized that this psychiatrist was very good at hiding his emotions.

He was well-versed in psychology and psychiatry, and knew how to use these two disciplines to protect himself.

Ah, perhaps Hearst is right, and as the new neighbor, it won't be long before Lecter organizes a new luncheon for me.

As the bell tolled slowly, Bai Miao simply chose to go to sleep.

……

At night, apart from the wandering hunters, there are hardly any living creatures to be seen in the city of Yar.

Under the cover of night, a hunter dressed in black leather tightened his mask and hurried toward the location of his prey.

Suddenly, a person dressed in a white robe appeared before him, wielding a weapon as large as a door panel.

"Step aside."

"Answer me a question."

"boom!"

Without any further words, the battle was about to begin.

Gunshots and the clanging of metal pierced the silent night, and finally, with the sound of bones separating from flesh, the night returned to calm.

"Answer me, what level of prey is needed for a Bloodstone to grow to a diameter of 20 meters?"

The man in the white robe had the upper hand. He held his sword to the hunter's throat and asked.

"What level..." Upon hearing this number, the defeated hunter chuckled disdainfully: "Slaughtering 100,000 people, using their flesh and blood to nourish, or rather, the second-tier prey in Abyss Street... No matter which one, you can't do it... cough cough!"

"Stab!"

After getting the answer he wanted, the white-robed man thrust his sword down and then said to the shadows behind him, "Moriarty, this hunter who suddenly appeared, is someone we can't handle. We haven't received any reports of massacres, which means he hunted down at least Spider Queens or Lurkers of the same level in Abyss Street."

"If we can't deal with him, then we should try to win him over. At the very least, we need to figure out why he wants to find Favre."

Chapter 177 The Healing Cult's Commission

Although Bai Miao expected the clinic to become increasingly busy during this period, he never imagined that members of the Healing Cult would come to him seeking treatment.

"Dr. Moriarty, I've heard that you specialize in helping patients with their post-treatment recovery?"

The visitor was a woman dressed in a white robe with a cross hanging on her chest, followed by two hunters carrying holy swords on their backs.

The biggest difference between the hunters of the Healing Cult and other hunters is that these hunters act as guards for other high-ranking members of the Healing Cult, and they operate both day and night.

Strictly speaking, the Healing Cult is an old acquaintance.

How can I help you?

Bai Miao's intuition told him that the people from the Healing Cult hadn't simply come to him to heal them.

"You should have no problem recovering from physical surgeries, but I wonder if you can handle the mental recovery?"

"For mental health issues, I suggest you see Dr. Lecter; he is an excellent psychiatrist."

Although Bai Miao understood that she meant brain-related surgical recovery, he did not want to come into contact with the Healing Cult for the time being.

For a religion to be established in a place where medicine is so prevalent, the number of people with mental disorders must be quite large.

Moreover, the Healing Cult has no shortage of hunters, and if they discover something amiss, the consequences could be dire.

Moreover, Dr. Lecter's leads haven't been processed yet.

If we were to treat mental health patients at this time, wouldn't that be taking away their livelihood?

However, the Healing Cult members said, "We previously consulted Dr. Lecter, but his approach was different. Do you know Freeman?"

Bai Miao raised an eyebrow slightly.

Freeman, this guy is the former psychiatrist who gave him important information a couple of days ago.

He was later stripped of his doctor's license by the Medical Ethics Review Board.

He told Bai Miaofa that he would have a psychoanalysis by a psychiatrist after each hunt.

Unlike Lecter, who was skilled at using hypnosis, talk therapy, and medication to treat patients with mental health issues.

Freeman, on the other hand, preferred to use more aggressive methods of treatment.

Operation.

His pioneering lobotomy surgery was once all the rage in the city of Yar, and during the period when the city had the most madmen, he successfully curbed their numbers.

Judging from the timeline, it must have happened five years ago.

Freeman enjoyed three years of glory, but was eventually stripped of his medical license by the medical ethics review committee, which determined that his surgery posed significant risks and ethical problems.

Over the years, only a few mentally ill patients have appeared in the city of Yar. Most of them have been locked up, and a small number of wealthy people have sought treatment from psychiatrists.

After all, psychiatrists charge exorbitant fees, so those who can't afford treatment are all locked up together.

"So, you want me to provide rehabilitation treatment for patients who have undergone Freeman surgery?"

There's no point in hiding my acquaintance with Freeman. Since the Healing Cult used this reason to seek me out for treatment, they must have done their homework beforehand.

On the day Freeman arrived, although most people did not recognize him, a few people who had relatives or friends who had undergone the surgery called out Freeman's name.

"That's right, Dr. Lecter is powerless to deal with the aftereffects of the surgery, so we would like to ask you to make a diagnosis. Even if you cannot treat it, we will not let you come for nothing."

Do I look like I'm short of money?

Bai Miao chuckled: "I just opened this clinic to keep myself occupied and, incidentally, to look for Favre's whereabouts. If you have any specific information about Favre as a reward, I'd be willing to take a look."

"Dr. Moriarty, why are you so obsessed with Favre, this legendary hunter? He hasn't been seen for a while, and it's questionable whether he's still alive."

“I admire him and want to see him in person. Also, there’s my landlady, Miss Hearst, whose husband was hunted down by Favre, and she wants me to help her find out why.”

Bai Miao had only said it casually, and he never expected that the Healing Cult would actually give him a positive answer.

“Dr. Moriarty, if you’re willing to take a look, we can tell you about Favre. One of our hunters saw Favre in Abyss Street. We’ll pay you the details after you’ve seen it.”

What exactly are they up to?

During the day, Bai Miao doesn't need to worry about the Healing Cult forcibly keeping him here.

It's not hunting season during the day. I'm a doctor now, and if I die in the Healing Cult during the day, the investigation committee will definitely demand an explanation.

What makes the Healing Cult most feared is its group of hunters. If these hunters are not restricted, they will become a tool in the hands of the Healing Cult to eliminate heretics at will.

The review committee certainly wouldn't want to see this happen.

"Alright, I'll go then. Could you briefly describe the identity of the person I need treatment for?"

"Let's talk on the way."

After hanging up a sign indicating that he was making house calls at the entrance, Bai Miao boarded the Healing Cult's carriage.

The symbol of the Healing Cult is a red cross, also entwined with two snakes.

"Dr. Moriarty, first let me introduce myself. I am Carlos Azara, a priest of the Healing Cult. The person I need your help with is a nun from the Healing Cult named Atalina. Her condition has been very poor since she underwent a lobotomy several years ago."

Healing Cult... Sisters...

The first person Bai Miao thought of was the one imprisoned in the Plague Doctor's basement in Abyss Street.

However, there is more than one nun in the Healing Cult, and the answer to the question of the nun in Abyss Street may be found within the Healing Cult.

The Healing Cult has a very magnificent church.

They occupied the western part of the entire city of Yar by themselves, and the area outside the church was the living area of ​​the Healing Cult followers.

The interior of the church is where the clergy within the denomination work and live.

The nun named Atalina was located in the church's basement.

“Atalina has become very irritable and aggressive recently, just like before her surgery. We have to tie her up with restraints and put her on the bed. As a hunter, you shouldn’t have to worry about her hurting you.”