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

Dante shuddered when he heard this.

"Then can you put me back to my original appearance?"

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

The prison doctor stretched out his finger and shook it gently.

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

"The changes in your body are irreversible."

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

"Even if they are stewed for another five hours, they will never be able to return to their lively and cute state."

"Although this metaphor may not be appropriate, it roughly means this."

Dante felt a little crazy.

"What a strange metaphor."

"So, am I still human now?"

The prison doctor said a little surprised.

"A lucky guy asked the same question before."

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

Dante was obviously much calmer than Dart at the time.

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

"Maybe it's out of the deepest desire in my heart."

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

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

As he spoke, Dante sighed.

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

Dante is not too repelled by the current situation.

After all, I had been diagnosed with lung cancer a long time ago, and being able to survive now is already a great gift.

Thinking of this, Dante frowned slowly.

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

"But don't I have lung cancer?"

The prison doctor nodded.

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

"And you'll never have to worry about the risk of lung cancer from smoking again."

When Dante heard what the prison doctor said about 'minor surgery', he understood immediately.

My poor lungs finally left me forever.

"Then why can I still breathe now?"

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

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

When it comes to this topic, the prison doctor is obviously also interested. He also wants to see what interesting changes will happen to Lu Xiao's flesh and blood in Dante's body.

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

Dante thought for a while and finally agreed.

Anyway, he was no longer a human being or a ghost, so it was no big deal to let the prison doctor cut him off.

With this thought in mind, he simply lay down.

The prison doctor was so excited that he held out a finger.

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

"Zi la!"

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

The prison doctor said with some embarrassment.

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

The scalpel embedded between his fingers contains the 'cutting' property.

Cutting iron like clay is the most basic level.

However, this sharp scalpel only left a shallow white mark on Dante's chest.

At this time, Dante's entire body was wrapped in these hard scales.

Even his face was shining with a dark red sheen.

For a moment, the prison doctor felt that he had no idea what to do.

At this moment, 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 in dark red scales lying on the operating table.

In an instant, tears fell from the corners of his mouth.

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

"It looks delicious."

"We just have a new chef here, I'm going to bring him here!"

With that said, he turned around and left.

Dante's heart was beating rapidly as he lay on the operating table.

"Dude, it's me!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Xiao stopped.

"Are you? Mr. Devil?"

"Why are you acting like this?"

Lu Xiao immediately came forward.

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

"Lu, I want to do a physical examination on him, but my scalpel can't cut through those damn scales."

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

"Mr. prison doctor, I suggest you remove his scales."

The prison doctor nodded, as if suddenly enlightened.

“What a great suggestion!”

Dante's mouth twitched.

"That's a good idea, don't mention it again next time."

"Thank you for your recognition."

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

The prison doctor hurriedly stopped him.

"Lu, I think we can inject him with some anesthetic, which can help relieve his pain."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then looked relieved.

"Mr. Prison Doctor, you can finally remember to use anesthesia on patients."

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

…………

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

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

He looked at the chainsaw man standing behind Lu Xiao.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao immediately introduced.

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

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 swung 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 for a while.

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

The chainsaw man swung 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 paralyze his brain with nicotine.

"Can consideration be used in this place?"

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

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

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

The prison doctor stepped aside to make room until the anesthetic in the bottle was almost gone.

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

Then he aimed at Dante's exposed 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 saw off the scales on Dante's surface, 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 "comfortable" expression 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 little more, not a little less.

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