Physical Therapy or Surgery?

Lynne maintained his composure and said, "If that's the case, I suspect you must have eaten something you shouldn't have. What you ate was likely this arm of your doll."

The girl's smile froze momentarily. Yet the doll's laughter persisted incessantly, "Dolly loves mommy! Mommy loves dolly! Hee hee hee hee!"

Lynne lifted his head, his eyes deadpan, and asked, "Have you been feeling discomfort in your stomach lately?"

The girl stiffly replied, "My stomach's been growling, feels like something's scratching it."

Lynne nodded, taking notes, and casually queried: "So, it should be right. It seems it hasn't been digested yet. Do you want surgery or physical therapy?"

The girl, remaining rigid, asked, "How would it be done..."

Clang—

Lynne thrust the bloody boning knife into the table.

"We cut open your belly, take out your doll's arm, and then I sew you back up."

Instantly, the laughter of the doll stopped abruptly. A shiver ran from the girl's feet to her head.

"And the physical therapy?"

Lynne stood up.

Picking up gloves and a mask from the counter, he gazed at her calmly, stating: "That's simple, no surgery required. Whether you want it removed from above or below, I can assist with either, and it's cheaper."

Girl: "!!!"

Doll: "!!!"

[Girl's Sanity -20]

The girl, in a daze, muttered, "From...from above then…"

"Alright." Lynne pushed aside the things on the counter and flexed his wrists, stating: "You are small; no need for an operating room. I can assist you now, but you'll have to endure it and not bite off my arm."

Under the horrified gaze of the girl, Lynne's immense shadow enveloped her, with a mask and leather gloves, his eyes emanating calm light.

The girl sat on the small stool, instantly hugging her doll.

"Can I refuse?"

Lynne replied indifferently, "No, my teacher said, once you enter this shop, you must get treated; otherwise, you should at least leave something behind."

The girl shivered vacantly and eventually conceded: "Alright then…"

She opened her mouth wide.

"Wider!"

With a crack—

The girl pulled her mouth to the back of her neck, revealing her enormous, gaping maw. A foul stench hit them in the face.

Lynne, with a composed expression, fetched a brace from the counter, securing her mouth open to prevent any stress reactions.

Then, he flexed his arm and reached into the girl's mouth.

With a slurp—

It went in smoothly!

It was deep!

The girl's eyes widened instantly.

"Mmm—Mmm—"

"Don't move around." Lynne, with a stern face, calmly explored her stomach.

"It'll be over soon. If you don't want your doll to remain incomplete, stay still."

[Ding! You obtained Hair x50]

[Ding! You obtained Unknown Ears x2]

[Ding! You obtained Rotten Flesh x5]

[Ding! You obtained Comb x1]

Under the horrified gaze of the doll on the counter, Lynne patiently continued to extract various strange objects covered in a viscous liquid from the girl's stomach.

The girl, with her eyes wide and mouth agape, continuously made fearful moans.

"Found it!"

A thought crossed Lynne's mind. His fingers touched an object that was still squirming.

[Ding! You obtained a Squirming Arm x1]

With a crack—

To the immense horror of both the girl and the doll, Lynne extracted a small arm coated in a viscous liquid from her stomach.

It was indeed the arm of the doll she had consumed.

Lynne calmly rinsed the arm and placed it on the counter, stating: "This should be it. You must have been very hungry that night, unconsciously eating your doll's arm. Your doll, seeing your hunger, didn't remind you. However, you must be careful in the future, don't casually eat strange things; they are hard to digest."

The girl, with her mouth held open by the brace, couldn't utter a word.

"Physical therapy, 10 skull coins. Stitching, 30 coins."

With his mask on, Lynne calmly took out hemp rope and a sharp, long needle, gleaming sharply.

"Do we stitch now?"

The doll in her arms started to cry out of fear, fluttering, trying to escape.

"Now—stitch—"

The girl, her mouth braced open, uttered vacantly.

Lynne put on gloves, replying indifferently, "Alright, help me hold it down, and I'll start with the needle."

The girl immediately widened her eyes and pressed the fluttering, struggling doll against the counter.

The cold light reflected in Lynne's eyes made the doll scream in fear.

"Starting now."

Swish swish swish—

Swish swish swish—

[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]

[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]

[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]

More than half an hour later, accompanied by the extremely tragic screams of the doll, Lynne took out scissors, cut off the thread, and said:

"Alright, apply some medicine every day, and in less than a week, this arm will be back to normal."

Lynne took a bottle of green potion from the counter.

After opening it, he poured it on the stitched area, and the doll instantly let out a harsh scream.

The girl blankly asked, "Is… is it over…?"

Lynne clapped her hands and quietly said: "Done, you can pay now, physical therapy 10 coins, stitching 30 coins, one bottle of medicine 10 coins, a total of seven bottles, so 110 coins in total! Thank you for your patronage, and welcome back again."

The doll swiftly clung to the girl, trembling and looking at Lynne in fear. Apparently, in its mind, Lynne had left an unforgettable psychological shadow.

The girl blankly fumbled around her body. After a long time, she took out 20 coins and shakily placed them on the counter, saying: "I… I only brought twenty…"

Lynne indifferently said, "Okay, you're 90 coins short. Which part of you do you plan to mortgage? I can cut it for you, this is free."

With that, Lynne picked up the boning knife.

The girl instantly stepped back, revealing a (ΩДΩ) expression.

"I have ten more coins!"

The girl quickly took out ten coins from her clothes and placed them on the counter.

Lynne indifferently said, "Still short 80."

The girl (ΩДΩ) placed the six bottles of potion down, saying: "I will come back to buy these potions later."

Lynne took back the potions, and indifferently said, "Still short 20."

The girl, trembling, said, "Can I get credit?"

Lynne, holding the knife, stepped out and indifferently said, "Small business, no credit, I can't do it. But 20 coins are not much, you leave one of your eyeballs, I can give you the potions, and I can even give you 40 coins as change."

The girl took a step back, holding her doll and covering her eye, and tremblingly said, "Can I pay with something else?"

Lynne indifferently said, "You say, I'll evaluate."

The girl swallowed saliva and, trembling, said, "How about I let you have a go at me, and you forgive all my debts?"