One Piece: Don't Worry, I'm a Doctor-Chapter 192: Isn’t This a Bit Too Forward?!

Watching this scene from the sky... was Marco.

After all, he was a phoenix.

His eyesight was pretty damn good.

With a single glance, he recognized what was on that plate.

Intestines.

But now, seeing Vir grabbing those intestines and smoothly jamming them into Rayleigh's mouth, Marco immediately realized—this wasn't as simple as it looked.

Especially considering that expression on Rayleigh's face.

It was incredibly convincing.

Even a dog could tell just how much he was resisting it.

And earlier, when Yamato started violently vomiting, it only reinforced his suspicions.

What kind of intestines make people vomit?

Even freshly prepared ones shouldn't have that kind of effect.

Only one possibility.

This stuff was made by Vir.

And that means it was guaranteed to taste like death.

Rayleigh, oh Rayleigh...

Eat up.

The more you eat, the faster you'll recover.

Marco silently patted himself on the back for his quick wit.

Then spared a silent moment of pity for Rayleigh's tragic fate before continuing to watch.

A full five minutes later...

Vir finally stopped his intestine-shoving spree.

By now, Rayleigh's eyes had rolled all the way back into his skull.

Medicine was still leaking from the corners of his mouth.

A good amount had even splattered onto the floor.

Seeing Vir stop, Rayleigh finally got a breather.

The Dark King's legendary constitution wasn't just for show—Rayleigh recovered in no time.

'...Is it over?'

'Am I saved?'

Feeling the intrusion finally cease, Rayleigh's bloated stomach immediately reacted.

The lingering taste in his mouth was overwhelming.

The flavor relentlessly assaulted his nerves.

After a brief struggle, his stomach ultimately won the negotiation.

His gut churned violently...

But he still didn't vomit everything out.

At the last second, he managed to suppress most of it.

Only a tiny bit leaked from the corner of his lips.

'This is medicine. Can't waste it.'

'Today, whether it's medicine or not, it has to be medicine.'

Rayleigh's dazed face wore a faint look of survival.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Only to be greeted by a vacuum cleaner nozzle shoved straight into his medicine-coated mouth.

An overwhelming suction force instantly took hold.

Rayleigh's lips were immediately sucked in.

The tiny remnants at the corners of his mouth, along with the "snacks" he hadn't properly swallowed, were all vacuumed up on the spot.

His mouth was pulled into a perfect pout by the suction.

Rayleigh tried to break free, but the suction was too strong.

He couldn't do it.

What really broke him was... the guy on the other end was also trying to remove it.

But even he couldn't do it.

'My poor old lips...'

'Are they gonna be ruined forever?!'

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You've earned 200,000 negative points!]

Vir frowned as he stared at the stubbornly stuck vacuum cleaner.

He'd just wanted to wipe Rayleigh's mouth—how did it end up clamping onto his lips?

The stuff from the System Shop was way too ridiculous.

How could a vacuum cleaner have this much suction power?

And it only cost three negative points?!

Vir's strength was nothing to scoff at, yet he still couldn't yank it free.

Look what it's done to Rayleigh! His lips are all puckered up now!

Watching Rayleigh's mouth get stretched longer and longer, Vir couldn't sit still anymore.

He quickly kicked Rayleigh onto his back, activated his [Leg Enhancement], and—while pinning Rayleigh's head down with one foot—pulled with every ounce of his strength!

Rayleigh, recognizing the same move Vir had used against Akainu, felt his last shred of hope wither away.

Great.

Just great.

What had he done in his past life to deserve a doctor like this today?

Getting force-fed was bad enough.

But this vacuum cleaner?

You seriously call this wiping a mouth?

You're wiping the whole soul out!

But as Vir kept pulling, Rayleigh's eyes bulged wider.

The onlookers all winced.

Little Bonney clung to Robin's leg in terror, afraid Vir might drag her over for a "treatment" next...

*CRACK!*

A sudden sound of splintering wood rang out.

Everyone turned to look.

The deck beneath Rayleigh's head had snapped under the immense force.

The others might not have realized, but Marco, watching from above, nearly lost his mind.

What the hell??

It just... cracked like that??

That deck was made of special material—the kind that could withstand Jozu's full-force charge!

Most people couldn't even scratch it.

After that collision with Yamato's ship, only the prow got a bit of damage.

But the rest of the ship was still in perfect condition—

As durable as Jozu himself!

And now, just by pulling a vacuum cleaner... Vir broke the deck!?

How much strength did he use!?

Haki too, right!?

Every time this guy treats someone, it turns into a battlefield!

He even invented combos for medical treatment!

What kind of messed up nonsense is this!?

How is this even remotely normal, bro?!

...

Meanwhile, with the deck destroyed...

The vacuum cleaner finally popped off.

Vir, panting heavily, looked at the thing in his hand.

Totally helpless.

This thing...

On one hand, it's cheap and unreliable.

On the other hand, the suction power is insane...

The System really knows how to mess with people.

Just look what it did to poor Old Ray!

At this point, Rayleigh was barely breathing.

His lips were ridiculously swollen, and worst of all... you could see his tongue sticking out.

His tongue had nearly been yanked out with the thing.

That pull almost sucked his soul away.

Even Vir felt bad looking at him.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You've earned 390,000 negative points!]

Well...

These negative points...

Probably mean Old Ray wasn't a fan of that experience.

But seeing Old Ray's lifeless expression, Vir decided to offer some comfort to encourage his recovery.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ray. This symptom won't last too long. I promise it won't affect your ability to show off in front of the ladies."

Hearing this, the light instantly returned to Rayleigh's eyes.

In his long life, the Dark King had few indulgences.

Just some drinking and gambling.

But those were just habits from his youth.

Now that he was older, his only joy was showing off a little in front of the younger generation.

But looking like this?

How the hell was he supposed to show off?!

Yet Vir had just told him it wouldn't last long...

If that's the case... maybe it's not so bad after all.

'Not dead yet. This old man will rise again!'

What Rayleigh didn't know was that Vir's definition of "not too long"...

Was slightly different from most people's.

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