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OP Doctor - Ch 222
🕑 Added 2025-05-14 16:02:02 +0000 UTCChapter 222: The Power of Overthinking
Hancock stared at the tiny piece of paper.
An unexplainable ache welled up in her chest.
She had originally planned to use the pretext of treatment to meet the man who had killed three Celestial Dragons.
But now...
It looked like that wouldn’t be necessary.
Once this matter was over, she...
Would probably choose death rather than suffer humiliation.
Who knew?
That was probably how it would go.
A man who could remain completely unfazed even after seeing her bare upper body...
She really wanted to meet him, just once...
Hm?
Wait!
Suddenly, Hancock's heart skipped a beat.
The direction was wrong!
When the small piece of paper had been in her hand earlier, it had pointed toward the entrance.
But now, how could she see it again while lying on the bed?
And it was pointing in the completely opposite direction!
What was going on?
How could anyone traverse such a distance in an instant?
Just as Hancock was lost in confusion—
The little piece of paper stopped moving!
Hancock’s eyes widened in shock!
A stopped Vivre Card could only mean one thing.
It had reached its owner’s side!
What the hell?
Hancock was completely stunned.
She stared blankly at the Vivre Card, now resting at the feet of the stinking bum.
Her mind went completely blank.
That was definitely Vir’s Vivre Card.
She had checked—Vir really was a member of that Straw Hat brat’s crew.
And the card he was holding must be Vir’s.
Which meant...
There was only one possibility left.
This man was Vir!
As soon as the thought struck her, Hancock’s beautiful eyes widened even more...
At that moment, Vir had just finished explaining everything to Rayleigh.
He took out the gadget shaped like a small pair of lips, ready to press the activation button.
He had no idea that the woman lying in front of him was currently caught in a mental hurricane.
Nor did he know that this little slip of paper—a tiny piece of his Vivre Card—
Was about to crush his dream of 8 million negative points...
Hancock’s mind was spinning at full speed.
Her CPU was on the verge of overheating.
The Straw Hat brat’s Vivre Card had just been struck by lightning, and then these people showed up.
And that purple lightning... now that she thought about it, it looked a lot like the technique described in the newspaper articles about Vir!
On a perfectly clear day, how could a single bolt of lightning strike so precisely out of nowhere?
And hit with such precision?
There was at least an 80–90% chance that it was Vir’s doing.
And just now, when this man touched her clothes—
They turned to ash.
During the process, she felt a faint tingling.
Could that have been lightning?!
Was this guy actually... Vir?
Hancock still found it hard to believe.
Why would Vir disguise himself as a bum just to forcibly treat her?
It didn’t make sense.
“Alright, Rayleigh. Now all we have to do is let my lips kiss her repeatedly, and it’ll be done.”
Vir’s words seemed deliberately spoken for Hancock’s ears—
like a medical disclaimer before a procedure.
When she heard them, Hancock blinked.
It matched up.
That Straw Hat brat had once said Vir always explains exactly what he’s going to do before he does it—
almost as if he enjoyed scaring people.
Though he was speaking to Rayleigh, it felt like he was addressing her.
Maybe it was just a coincidence.
But then—the final clue dropped, confirming everything.
After speaking, Vir activated the gadget.
Then gently placed it on Hancock’s back.
He even gave Rayleigh a "don’t worry" look.
Watching the lips begin their work, Vir slowly closed his eyes.
'Come on!'
'Negative points, rain down on me!'
'I beg for suffering!'
'I beg for humiliation!'
'I beg for torment!'
With that, Vir waited, eyes shut, prepared for the flood of negative points.
But...
A whole minute passed.
Nothing.
Not a single notification.
Vir's eyes snapped open.
He pulled up the system panel and checked the logs.
Nothing!
What the hell was going on?
Where were his negative points?!
Did the damn system steal them?!
[Ding! The system never steals the negative points. Host, please reflect on your own actions!]
Oh great, now the damn system was talking back!
But if it’s really not the system’s fault...
What the hell was going on?
Just earlier, two casual touches had earned him 1.2 million points.
Now that the lips were actually working, why was there nothing?!
Why?!
WHY?!
Vir was seething with frustration.
Hancock was clearly overheating—her skin had visibly reddened.
So why weren’t the negative points coming?!
WHERE WERE THE NEGATIVE POINTS?!
Vir was losing his mind, but he couldn’t figure it out.
Unbeknownst to him, he had fully exposed his identity—without even realizing it.
Outside the room, the others were gradually developing the wrong idea.
“Huh? Chopper, can you heal people by kissing them?” Luffy asked, blinking cluelessly while sitting on Chopper’s head.
But Chopper had no time to answer.
His entire medical worldview was being shaken.
A single question echoed in his mind:
Is this really treatment?
What exactly is Big Bro doing in there?
The reindeer frowned.
The others were even worse off.
“What a beast! A damn animal! He said he was going to treat her—is that what he meant?!”
Marco shouted, looking utterly betrayed.
He seriously wanted to storm in and drag both Vir and Rayleigh out for a beating.
'You two doing something like this—and didn’t invite me??'
'WHY NOT?!'
'Am I not twisted enough to join your little club?!'
'Damn it!'
'We were supposed to be the trio of chaos!'
'But when it comes to the fun stuff, it’s just you two?!'
'I’ve been betrayed!'
'I’VE BECOME THE JOKE!'
Meanwhile, the innocent trio—Bonney, Yamato, and Robin—hadn’t sensed anything odd.
After all, based on their knowledge of Vir, this kind of “treatment” wasn’t even the strangest thing he’d done.
Using lips to heal? Totally within reason.
Compared to his usual outrageous methods, this actually seemed gentle.
In fact, since they hadn’t heard the buzz of a chainsaw yet—
This might be his most normal method ever.
Back inside, the moment "Vir’s lips" touched Hancock’s back—
She was sure of it.
This man was definitely Vir.
Because—even after kissing her back—
He didn’t react. At all.
Any ordinary man would’ve shown some sign.
Which only reinforced her belief—this was Vir.
And Vir?
He was still trying to figure out where the hell his negative points went.
Who had time to worry about other things?
When Hancock reached her conclusion, the sensation on her back sent her cheeks flushing crimson.
'First time meeting... and he kisses my back... What does it mean?'
'Could it be that...'
'He likes me??'
She’d heard that when a man truly loves someone, he has no impure thoughts.
So Vir’s lack of reaction—
Did that mean... she was his true love?!
Ahh!!
He just confessed!
He confessed before they even got to know each other!
This was all so sudden—so unexpected!
He didn’t even give her time to prepare...
No one noticed that Hancock, still lying face-down on the bed, had turned as red as an apple.
But for the Pirate Empress, this level of delusion was merely the appetizer.
As the "treatment" progressed...
Who knew how far her imagination would take her...
