It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 684

After dilation of the cervix to above the fifth finger and all other women eligible for cesarean section, Gretel fell headfirst on the operating room floor.

Before rushing to the street, with his last breath, he asked Miss Yinlong to go out for a run:
"Cerilla, I always feel that it's wrong to have so many pregnant women coming here today. Go out and take a look to see if there are any suspicious people outside..."

"Okay, leave it to me!"

Cirella grabbed him by the collar of his hand-washing suit with two fingers and laid him flat on the operating table.Then, in a flash, he floated out of the operating room and disappeared.

Only Gretel was left lying on the freshly washed operating table, with his eyes closed, and he didn't want to move his fingertips.

Ah, so tired——

He stood for a full day and performed more than 30 cesarean sections in one go!
It's not like there was no such thing as death or life before, even when there was an operation.However, waiting for the nurses and junior doctors to send the patients, disinfect the drape, anesthetize the skin and so on...

Back and forth, always take a break.Unlike this time, I did it all in one go!

Moreover, it is still a double squeeze of physical strength and spirit. !
Maintaining the transformation of the mage's hands into various surgical instruments for 10 hours of continuous surgery, although the mental pressure is not violent, it is about the same as holding a silk reeling machine and continuously spinning.

After the silk was drawn, the person fell down.

"Next time, I must get a lot of surgical instruments..." He closed his eyes and hummed:

"I want to use a real hemostat for surgery, I don't want to use a magician's hand to change it into a hemostat... battery life is too bad..."

As for the trouble of making and using these things, well, anyway, he has money now, so he can buy steel and let the little monster "gold coins" do it.Every time you disinfect something, you can throw it to others...

Gretel was dying, half dead, but Cerilla, who had undergone the 10-hour operation together, walked briskly.

Humming, she ran to the hospital wall as if her feet had been fitted with springs, and jumped out.Standing on tiptoe, quietly, patrolling the nearby treetop roofs——

There is no one here.

Neither here.

Here are all slums, there seems to be no suspicious people, but the roof is not forbidden to step on... Oh, prosthetics, prosthetics, prosthetics!

here……

Caught!
Cerilla triumphantly jumped off the ground.With hands behind his back, showing off his power, he stood in front of the two of them:
"What are you doing here?"

These two people are not from the slums at first glance!Sneaky, sneaking in alleys, watching the hospital and whispering to each other, he is definitely not a good person!

They are probably the ones Gretel wants to catch!

The pupils of the man in the felt hat shrank.

This young lady is highlighted in the information he got: silver hair, pointed ears, elves, very, very rich, unknown but definitely not bad...

Fighting is impossible, so, escape?
The thought had only turned half a circle, and the reporter beside him had already taken a step back, pressing his back against the masonry of the wall.Pointing at the tip of his nose, he said hoarsely:
"He asked me to come, I don't know anything!"

The man in the felt hat hummed his forehead.Without even thinking about it, I ran away.One step, two steps, a chill came from behind, and before he could shudder, his eyes suddenly went dark——

"Zheng!"

At the last moment of his life, he seemed to hear a string, and then fell into eternal darkness.

"oops!"

Cerilla's eyes were fixed, and she flew forward.Stretch your right hand forward, put your index finger and middle finger together, and squeeze hard in front of the man in the felt hat——

The two fingers are cold and hard, with half-length needles showing black edges outside the knuckles.

Celia took a deep breath.She took a step, turned her head, and her eyes fell on the man's face.

The other half of the long needle went straight into the man's eye socket.A drop of black liquid flowed out along the edge of the eyeball very slowly.

Pull out the needle, throw the heal, and throw the heal again.After two consecutive healing spells, the man in the felt hat fell headlong and lost his breath.

Cerilla:? ? ?

She raised her head to look in the direction where the long needle was coming from, kicked off and flew out.He took two steps forward, then turned back suddenly, grabbed the reporter and ran forward——

There is only one survivor left, but don't be killed by someone!

Even with a person in her hand, Miss Yinlong's pace was as fast as a breeze.After running a few steps, a figure flashed in front of him and shrank into a dilapidated house.

here it is!

Cerilla rushed over and kicked the door directly to enter.The room was empty, and there was no one there. She looked around, and suddenly squatted down, raised her fist and slammed down——

"boom!"

"Oops! Pooh! Pooh!"

A big hole was opened in the ground, obviously, it was a prepared retreat.Cerilla punched down, and there was an escape route, and the dirty water splashed all over the room. It seems that under this escape route is the sewer of the capital...

"what……"

Serella wrinkled her nose and retreated outside.She propped up the defense cover in time and was not splashed by the sewage, but the poor reporter was splashed all over.The tragedy was simply unbearable to look at.

Cerilla held her nose and endured it, but found that she still couldn't bear it, so she had no choice but to condescend and throw two cleansing techniques over.Carrying Mr. Reporter back to the original place, the man in the felt hat had black water running down his face, and his entire face was completely rotten...

"Oh, I don't know how to play with the soul..."

Cerilla muttered, and the hand of the summoning mage grabbed the corpse and threw it on the floating plate.

On one side was Mr. Reporter, and on the other was the corpse, which was carried back to the hospital and placed in front of Gretel. Barabara narrated the process:

"One died..."

Cough, this can't be blamed on Cerilla.Gretel sweated silently when he heard it: Yinlong is such a clean creature, let her go into the sewer to catch people, it's better to let her turn the whole capital over...

Gretel comforted her a few words, sent someone to invite Lord Graff, and threw the corpse and captives to him directly.It's time to investigate, investigate, torture, it's better to leave these tasks to professionals...

Gretel himself fell asleep soundly.When I got up the next morning, Lord Graff stood in front of me solemnly before the operation.

"Someone is bad for the hospital." His lord's face was tight, as if it would crack anytime and anywhere after brushing enough paste:

"To be exact, it's against you and wants to damage your reputation. The reporter doesn't know who is behind it. He only guesses that it should be a powerful person, and he will continue to investigate."

Powerful people?

Gretel looked in the direction of the hospital gate, and the corner of his mouth twitched.He has no influence, and it is impossible to get half of the pregnant women in the capital to him overnight.He shrugged indifferently:

"Speak to the baroness and ask her to send someone to investigate. We will do our business and ignore this nonsense."

Splashing dirty water on him is nothing more than trying to get him away.This approach directly harms the Queen's own interests.

That being the case, just bring the matter to the highest level and let the queen take care of it!I will not get involved in the fight between you nobles!
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(End of this chapter)