The Harem King 42 Chapter 42

"She's my attendant. Her name is Aurora." I replied.

"Good morning, Sister." my b.i.t.c.h amply greeted the veiled s.e.xy woman.

"A pleasant morning to you too, Aurora." the sister put some fake life on her voice and stood up.

"Come with me, Master Clone." Roselyn cleverly shortened my name and led me towards one of the rooms inside the hospital.

"He is Mr. Du. He's been practically in and out of this place due to fever. All of the healers had tried to cure him but ultimately failed in the end.

Please treat his sickness, Master Clone." Sister Roselyn was testing my abilities. Open your eyes and learn c.u.n.t. HAHAHA!

"Let me, Sister." I answered promptly and sat beside the weak sleeping man.

I touched his forehead and pressed roughly and noted that even this deliberate disturbance hasn't woken him up which would indicate how deep his ailments had a.s.sailed his faculties already.

"High temperature…"

"Lack of response…"

"Erratic heartbeat…" I listed these obvious things and checked my patient's palm for his pulse.

"I have a treatment for this disease. It's caused by small insects in the wild called Mosquito Tigers!" the art of making names was still strong in me. HAHAHA!

"Please bring me a gla.s.s of water." I said my diagnoses and looked at the expectant faces of my audience.

"At once, Master Clone!" Dylan replied and quickly left the scene to get what I asked for.

"Here you are, Master." the old man reported and lent me one gla.s.s of cold water.

I took a syringe from the concealed pockets within my impeccable attire and pressed a drop of nan.o.bot medicine unto the liquid. Then rubbed the contaminated water upon the body of the sick man.

"Hmmm. All done." I sighed deep and took the image of a weary scientist.

"But… Where are you…" Sister Roselyn called for me after I stood up and turned my back on the slumbering patient.

"My body feels light…" I heard the tentative words of the sick man and I smiled while continuing my prance of victory.

"You can start visiting the patients, Master Clone. Thank you for your service. The Radiant Church shall offer you half of the payments with every sick person you heal."

Sister Roselyn said after she saw how effective I was in healing those who were afflicted.

"Thank you, Sister. This is my calling and I shall do my best in helping those in need of my service."

2nd patient

10th patient

333rd patient

"Is he still not stopping?" Sister Roselyn asked Old Man Dylan.

"I guess not yet, Sister." The old man replied.

"With the way he's been going, we would run out of sick patients by night time." Roselyn muttered as she looked at the bright angry sun outside the structure.

"Why don't you take a rest, Master Clone." Sister Roselyn suggested behind me.

"I'm almost done, Sister. A second. And I'm good." I replied and turned around to look at the beautifully sculpted maiden before me. I swiftly roamed my vision on her body until I stopped intently at her eyes.

"620 patients cured and accounted for." I announced with a smile and awaited her reaction.

"You still have one more patient left to see, Master Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098."

I heard a voice reached my ears and I couldn't help but feel all the hairs on my body straightened up in attention until a hot breeze shrouded my being to erase every fiber of hair on my body.

f.u.c.k!

Even the hairs on my b.a.l.l.s went bald. HAHAHA!