One Piece: Don't Worry, I'm a Doctor

Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Ditch The Ship To Save The Captain

This was just the warm-up, though.

Vir looked at Blackbeard, who was already on the verge of collapse.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.

This guy’s not really gonna die from the pain, right?

He was already going into shock.

His heart and brain were no longer receiving blood.

Though, to be fair… there wasn’t much blood left to begin with.

He was practically drained dry.

But it didn’t matter.

Right now, this guy was the golden goose.

And it wasn’t like Vir didn’t have life-saving measures on hand.

Without hesitation, Vir pulled out the life-sustaining artifact he had just bought for 300,000 points—

An IV drip.

Just plug it in, and it’ll keep you alive.

It slowly pumps vitality into you.

Guarantees you won’t kick the bucket when you’re in rough shape.

But if your head gets blasted off? Don’t expect miracles.

For 300,000, you can’t expect miracles.

As for Blackbeard constantly going into shock?

Pfft.

Even if he turned into a vegetable, it wouldn’t matter!

This level of pain was more than enough to wake a coma patient.

He’d just keep bouncing between shock and agonized consciousness.

Soon, he’d be stuck in a loop—unable to die, unable to pass out.

All while being relentlessly tortured.

Tsk tsk tsk.

How brutal it would be?

No words could describe it.

After hooking Blackbeard up to the IV, Vir slapped him across the face.

The sting alone was enough to make Blackbeard’s remaining eye snap wide open.

His state of shock instantly shattered.

“Alright. Now that the surface toxins are all cleaned up, you don’t have to worry about them spreading.”

Vir’s words, dripping with a “No need to thank me” tone, successfully provoked Blackbeard into cursing.

“THEY WON’T SPREAD?! I’D RATHER THEY SPREAD, DAMN IT!”

“USING A CANNON TO KILL A MOSQUITO WOULD’VE BEEN MORE MERCIFUL! YOU MIGHT AS WELL HAVE BLOWN ME TO PIECES! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!”

“SCREW THIS! I DON’T WANT THIS TREATMENT ANYMORE!”

Blackbeard mustered every ounce of strength left in his body to roar at Vir.

But Vir wasn’t fazed in the slightest.

In fact, his grin widened.

He casually picked up a nearby chainsaw, revved it, and—

*VRRRRRRRRRR—*

—sliced straight into Blackbeard’s chest.

Blood gushed out in torrents as a massive wound split open across his torso.

Another wave of negative points notifications chimed in Vir’s head.

Blackbeard’s face was now as pale as paper.

That single move had sent him through three more cycles of shock and wakefulness.

“W-what the hell are you doing…?”

“I’m fine now… I don’t need this anymore…” Blackbeard wheezed weakly.

Vir responded by reaching into Blackbeard’s chest—

And grabbing one of his three hearts.

Yes.

This guy had three hearts.

Two on the right, one on the left.

Vir gripped one of the right-side hearts, smiling warmly at Blackbeard.

“Look at you—already delirious. The toxins must’ve reached your organs. Gotta work faster.”

“This heart is completely poisoned. Time to ditch the ship to save the captain!”

With that, Vir yanked out the one heart that wasn’t contaminated.

Blackbeard’s body arched violently.

The indescribable agony flooded his senses, tears welling in his single remaining eye.

Another tooth shattered from how hard he was clenching his jaw.

Who knew this guy had such a strong bite force?

In just this short time, his teeth had already been reduced to broken stubs.

Blackbeard no longer had the energy to scream.

The pain went straight to his core.

Though he couldn’t speak, his mind unleashed a torrent of curses at Vir.

SAVE THE CAPTAIN?!

WHAT THE HELL KIND OF LOGIC IS THAT?!

WHO’S THE SHIP, WHO’S THE CAPTAIN?!

DON’T TOSS OUT A HEART LIKE BALLAST!

EVEN IF I HAVE THREE, YOU CAN’T JUST—

AND HOW THE HELL IS THIS ONE MORE POISONED THAN THE OTHERS?!

IT LOOKS PERFECTLY FINE!

YOU’RE JUST MAKING THIS UP, YOU SON OF A—

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 500,000 negative points!]

Blackbeard wailed.

Vir smiled.

Keep howling, buddy.

Too perfect.

This was just too damn perfect.

The Blackbeard Pirates were downright gleeful now, their pale faces turning rosy.

This doctor was the real deal.

When he said ditch the ship, he ditched it.

What a move.

Thumbs up!

This guy’s methods were too creative.

Watching this before death?

Worth it.

Absolutely worth it.

Worth every second.

At first, they were laughing.

Seeing Blackbeard suffer was more satisfying than making money.

But soon enough…

After Vir sawed off one of Blackbeard’s legs, one-and-a-half a kidneys, a chunk of intestine, three ribs, a hand, an ear, and every last tooth… their faces grew grim.

Their expressions gradually darkened.

Hold up, bro.

This is a bit much, no?

Isn’t this… kinda too cruel?

We wanted a show, but this is overboard.

Every single cut came with the same excuse:

“Completely contaminated by toxins.”

But those teeth? Ain’t like he drank the poison.

How were they “contaminated”?

And then Vir went at them with a drill to knock them all out.

That was… a bit much.

Not to mention the intestine segment.

That felt unnecessary.

And the one-and-a-half kidneys?

What was the point of leaving half behind?

A keepsake?!

But then they thought about it.

Screw it.

This idiot had it coming.

He asked for it.

They all heard it—he was the one who begged for treatment.

They could all testify to that.

Hell, he even called Vir “Dad” to get it.

Maybe the guy had a kink or something. Who were they to judge?

Vir: You all heard him—he ASKED me to do this. A request like this? Never seen it in my life. (Shrugs)

Because Vir had done one more thing—something they hadn’t noticed earlier…

A vasectomy.

Holy mother of the seas!

He offered that service too?

Straight-up snipped him!

What the hell!

This was too much!

Spent money can be earned back, but… that? That can’t!

Snipped for good!

What’s the point of living like that?

Genius. Was this the doc’s master plan?

This treatment was pure art.

Meanwhile, Vir glanced at the system screen, where the total [Negative Points] harvested from Blackbeard were displayed—

And his grin became wider than a tank barrel.

3.8 million.

All for just “cutting a few losses”.

This guy was way too generous.

Good boy. Very good boy.

The vasectomy alone had netted him 800,000.

Beautiful.

Now, all that was left was to neutralize the remaining toxins.

As for Blackbeard?

He was lying there—

eyes rolled back, tongue lolling, completely motionless…

Why are my eyes brimming with tears?

’Cause I loved those ladies so damn much.

But now?

There was no love.

Screw that…

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