The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 286 199 Chapter The Unbearable Weight of a Lolita (6.8k completed today)_3

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"Just applying medicine after all that setup we did for her!"

"Tch tch, hasn't our Little Medusa always been like this?"

Off to the side, Stheno, the eldest sister, sat on the wall with her fragrant cheeks propped up in her hands, her pale feet swinging in the air, and a slight downturn at the corners of her mouth, a hint of displeasure twinkling in her eyes.

It was the disappointment of not getting the entertaining show they had hoped for, unable to revel in the fun.

As the sister who had watched her siblings grow up, no one knew better than her Medusa's inherent pessimism and timidity.

A textbook case of standing still but moving backwards.

The second sister, Euryale, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, her face synchronously taking on an extra dose of mischief.

"Giggle, it's understandable, this child has indeed grown much stronger, but her nature hasn't changed a bit, never proactive or confident enough."

Between sneers, Euryale glanced at her own modest chest and petite frame, then remembered Medusa, who always followed her and Stheno around, worrying about her height and breast size, and her smile gradually solidified, her silvery teeth unconsciously grinding against each other.

Feeling inferior because of their height, bothered by their good physical development, scared of their many scales, and afraid to lift their heads to look at people because they can't control the might of their magical eyes...

These traits that they, as her elder sisters, wanted more than Medusa did, yet that girl was never satisfied and constantly wallowed in self-pity before them.

Seeing the young physician with silver-white hair, wrapped head to toe in a sealed black work suit, emerge from the house, Stheno and Euryale crowded around him, eagerly reaching out their hands.

"Hey, hand it over quickly!"

"Are you certain you want this medicine..."

Asclepius furrowed his brow, intending to confirm the patient's request once more.

However, before he could finish, Stheno and Euryale snatched the suspicious little bottle containing the pink potion from his hand and ran off without looking back.

Forget it, since it involves the patient's privacy, it's better not to know.

After all, this was a fair transaction.

Looking at the two bottles of Blood of Gorgon that still retained their warmth in his hand, Asclepius shook his head and turned to go inside the house.

With a twist of the fluorite lamp, the dark studio lit up.

The future Medicine God, preparing to immerse himself in work as usual, looked into the thermobox inscribed with secret runes at the writhing, excitedly mating snakes, and frowned slightly.

It's been three days, hasn't it?

The potency of the medicine was a bit unexpected; perhaps he should have told them that it's best diluted...

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