Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 392 388. The true right angle

35 Hoynzstrasse, [Little Sweets]

Today is a big day that can be recorded in the history of Hoints entertainment. The largest Jiyuan bar on the street, which sells vulgar entertainment, welcomes the strongest man and the most thrilling solo competition since the store opened.

When others could not understand the significance of the existence of the skin flap, this young man who was not afraid of trouble described it as a skin flap carefully transformed after repeated surgeries by Dr. Kawe under the dual effects of alcohol and cocaine. The strongest body.

Of course, his performance is worthy of being the "strongest".

"Even the 'Maasai woman' who could defeat three men in a row was defeated?"

"This is the second one!"

"You didn't know it when you first arrived, but the 'Greek Goddess' Muras who led the battle only lasted 8 minutes." The old man who watched the whole process took a sip of wine and said with unfinished content, "He is different from normal people!"

"I only know that Dr. Kawei's surgery is superb and can save lives. Can he do it to this extent?"

"Don't mention it, it's really possible! If he can help women give birth, why can't he help men?! I feel like he is a messenger sent by God to save the suffering of the people, a prophet! An angel!"

"I don't know how much it would cost to do this kind of surgery?"

On the contrary, Rosa is not tall, has a good figure, slender legs, and little fat on her belly. She had thick rouge on her cheeks, and her long black hair was polished with butter, and then curved into a seductive hook shape at the temples.

"Don't think about it, it's definitely not cheap. I guess it's 1000 crowns anyway!"

At 7:32, the decisive battle between the two officially started, and it reached a fever pitch in just a few seconds. Hormones were overflowing in the lobby, and everyone was holding strong drinks, all ignited by the passionate scene in front of them. What was originally a one-man show finally turned into a group show. They kept taking out the money in their pockets and venting their desires wantonly.

She is said to be a dominatrix, but that does not mean she is fierce and strong in body and appearance.

At 7:30 in the evening, Rosa was reminded by the timer and fell into Geiser's arms. She did not rush to take action, but slowly teased the other person with her fingertips dipped in cheap rose oil, slowly sliding down from the forehead, passing through the tip of the nose, lips, chin, and neck.

At that moment, Geyser thought about the horse.

Rosa held up the hem of her long skirt, exposing her calves, and ran downstairs. She smiled and said the decisive number for the day: "5 minutes."

As the only protagonist in the store tonight, Geize sat up suddenly and pushed the woman away. Before he could take a second look at the little thing, he shouted: "Ah! It hurts so much, it hurts so much! You guys, Did you hear a click? It hurts me!

Several sisters who were staying in the outfield supported Lisa and asked: "Lisa, did you hear the sound?"

But at the end, something unexpected happened.

"I've never seen anything like this before. You're really awesome."

While everyone was discussing Geize, the woman who once dominated the Port of Marseille was carried down and replaced with the third level's gatekeeper boss, "Dominatrix" Rosa.

Her beauty is enough to command a price tag of 200 or even 300 crowns, making her the top model in the store. It's a pity that her body is similar to Gezer's. She is always out of control. She can easily "scare" away customers just by sitting there and ogling people.

In front of Rosa, men's abilities no longer matter, but instead arouse their other side of admiration for strength. Being conquered by her has become a kind of capital that can be bragging to others, and it is also a good talking point.

In the center of the lobby, a wailing sound came from the "chamber" that belonged to Gezer, as if he had lost his footing and fallen into the abyss, as panicky, desperate and heart-rending.

No, in Lisa's eyes, he might be that horse, but he can't really be that horse. Facing such a woman, he couldn't bear to bite her.

"Yeah. It scared me to death." Lisa found some clothes and put them on. "It sounded like the clothes were being torn apart with force."

"Only 1000? If it really has this kind of effect, 1000 crowns is definitely worth it. Why don't you go to the Municipal General Hospital and see Dr. Kawei tomorrow?"

If I have to talk about my shortcomings, I have some freckles on my face and my teeth are not very neat, but the overall layout of my facial features and face shape are not ugly. Of course, she is not much prettier than those women on the street, she is considered above average.

sharp? ? ?

"I was able to make her compromise and speak out for 5 minutes. It's amazing!"

"Okay! Rosa made the final announcement!!!"

Seeing that some people were still laughing at her, Lisa felt uncomfortable because there would only be fewer people looking for her in the future. Those so-called titles and popularity are not good things, and they will not bring you any financial benefits. She wrapped her coat tightly, turned around, left the crowd of onlookers, and ran up to the room on the second floor.

Perhaps only those men can understand Geize's pain, but even though they were surprised, their eyes were filled with jealousy, a kind of schadenfreude that ordinary people feel when they see a top student fail in the college entrance examination.

Geize was in severe pain and couldn't care less about the sarcastic remarks they made. The first thing that came to his mind was Kawei: "Quick, call the carriage! I'm going to see Dr. Kawei! Hurry!!!"

The women looked at each other, and no one moved. The others were basically withered because of the accident, so they just stayed there and watched. The timekeeper didn't know whether to stop and declare failure, or to continue counting. It felt like this challenge suddenly became meaningless.

It wasn't until the boss heard the sound and came running that everyone in the lobby got dressed and dispersed.

"Sir, are you leaving now?"

"This is not nonsense!"

Geize suffered a huge psychological gap. The game he thought was a sure win failed, and the little thing he thought was fine broke again. He screamed in his heart: "Even if you ask me to continue playing, I can't play anymore."

The boss was not interested in whether, how or how long he could play: "I mean you haven't paid yet."

"Money? No. Wait! Didn't you see that I was injured?" Geize made a gesture to highlight his lower body, wanting him to take a good look at the damage caused to him. "I haven't moved the whole time. This is completely She did it! It’s good if I don’t ask that woman to pay!”

The boss's vision was indeed broken, and he felt some sympathy in his heart: "To be honest, this is the first time I have seen you in this situation. This may be due to your physical condition, so you should go find a doctor quickly."

“So money”

"Sir, we are operating a legal business here." The boss didn't agree with him, "As agreed, if you can't complete the challenge, you have to pay." Gezer then remembered his previous bet with Rochester, and if he killed three, he would be free. Now there's only one left, and I'm afraid the target won't be met. But money is not a problem for him: "Well, I left in a hurry and didn't bring my wallet. Otherwise, I'll have someone deliver the money tomorrow morning, and you won't be short of money!"

The boss was used to all kinds of excuses and couldn't help but frown: "Sir, we can't do credit here."

"It's not on credit. It will be delivered early tomorrow morning."

"This is credit!"

"What do you mean? I am the son of the Chairman of the Swiss Confederation, are you still worried that I have no money?" Geizer said anxiously, "Come on, come on, someone can help me, give me a hand. Oh, be gentle! It hurts!" !”

He does behave like a kid from a rich family, but he must be treated equally in the eyes of his boss: "What age are you talking about? I don't believe anyone, I only believe in money. Besides, even if the Austrian Emperor's son comes, it will be the same, 600 kronor , not a single point less!”

"Huh??? Why did it change to 600? I obviously only played two or three!"

"You ordered six girls, that's 600." The boss didn't give him a chance to negotiate the price at all. "Our store has a solid sign. You must pay before you can leave!"

"Okay, okay, 600 is just 600. I won't argue with you about the amount." Geize had always had no idea about money due to his luxurious life, but now he really has no money. "Why are you so unreasonable? Have you told me?" Bring money."

Just when the scene was at a stalemate, another voice came from the aisle on the second floor: "Forget it, let him go. With his status, he won't be able to owe money without paying it back."

The boss looked up and became even more worried: "Mr. Cusper, you can't make it difficult for me."

"I can guarantee that his identity is true. And with Mr. Mick here, are you still worried about him running around?" Cusper lit a cigarette, and his mood was not much better. "The responsibility lies with you. It has nothing to do with us.”

After several rounds of bargaining, the boss had no choice but to let him go, and he had to call Gezer a carriage as if he was unlucky.

Rochester, who was also standing in the corridor on the second floor and watched Gezer limping away step by step, didn't understand why he wanted to let him go: "Mr. Cusper, you must not let him run away with such a good candidate."

"A good candidate?" Cusper was furious. "Indeed, he meets my requirements very well. Even his proud energy just now exceeded my expectations. It's a pity that his status is too high and he belongs to Kawei." My friend, I don’t dare to use it. I think even if Teacher Mick comes, I have to give up.”

There was not much time left for Rochester. The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became: "I tried my best, Mr. Cusper, but I can't find a better candidate in Vienna."

"What's the use of talking about it now? The most valuable thing is broken and folded like that. Do you think it's necessary to discuss him?"

Cusper turned around and walked to him, helped organize his coat and shirt, then smiled and patted his shoulder, saying: "Don't worry, there's still you here. You are the candidate we decided on before. It's just that you prefer After saying that he wanted to find someone else, Teacher Mick relented and gave you a chance."

Rochester shook his head: "No, I am a Hungarian noble! You can't do this to me! I just want to get a small official position in Vienna relying on some information from Budapest. I just want to live a stable life!"

"Where working is not a job? Going to Paris for half a year is also part of the job. It is also for Vienna, and it can also highlight your aristocratic temperament." Cusper didn't listen to his excuse at all. "Here, take Mr. Rochester in to change clothes. Tomorrow morning Send him to Paris to meet the duchess."

"No! Please, Mr. Cusper, don't send me to Paris!!!"

"No?" Cusper shook the note in his hand, "If you don't, the loan sharks you have borrowed over the years can bankrupt you in an instant. With Mr. Laszlo's method, your family's ancestral property in Budapest must also be taken away. Selling it will be enough to fill this big hole."

Rochester's voice immediately softened: "No"

This piece of paper, less than 20cm long and wide, contained just a few words and a string of incredible numbers, which locked him firmly within the rules of Cusper's game. His voice was finally suppressed in his throat, his hands and feet gave up struggling, and he had to become the young gentleman who was enough to arouse the countess' interest.

Municipal General Hospital on the other side

Kawei was a little surprised when he first received the news from the waiter, wondering why Geizer broke the law in the last two days. However, he had thought about this issue before, so he added an extra three or four days to the time to prevent him from messing up at the last moment.

So if you break the precept, just break the precept, and nothing will happen.

Unexpectedly, after he returned to the ward to check the medical records of the inpatients, someone from the operating theater rushed to see him again. The reason was naturally the troublesome Geizer.

After listening to the nurse's report, Kawei quickly thought of a possibility: "Where is the person?"

"He directly sent him to the preparation room of the operating theater and said that only you can cure it." This was the first time the nurse saw such a "smart" patient. "It's already so late. Do you want to find someone to cure it?" He sent him to the ward, so he can stay there and wait until tomorrow?"

"No, the surgery will be scheduled for tonight."

Kawei basically guessed what problem he encountered, which is a common situation encountered by men and women when they have sex. What troubles him now is not the difficulty of treatment, but the fact that this guy is disobedient. Thinking that this kind of injury would not affect anything, I prepared to leave him alone for a while:

"Ask him to wait first, and then go to the surgery theater to see when Ignatz and the others will finish. After that, tell the audience not to leave yet. I have an additional surgery."

"it is good."

"Let the theater provide more food and drink, talk about his identity, and talk about his previous legendary experiences to stir up the atmosphere."

The nurse had also heard about Geiser's deeds in Zurich and understood: "Okay, I understand."

Geize didn't waste half an hour on the journey. He had long expected that Kawei would question him. So when Kawei didn't come, he kept complaining about the pain, asked someone to pour him wine to quench his thirst and relieve the pain, and clamored for someone to notify the surgery theater to quickly make room for his surgery.

When he saw Kawei, he immediately changed his appearance, crying and admitting his mistake: "Dr. Kawei, it's my fault, it's me who's a bastard, I went to a place like that to have fun! Yes!" I couldn’t keep the fruits of the surgery, I’m sorry!”

"Haha, I feel refreshed now."

"It's nothing. It's nothing." Geize continued to plead, "You promised my father that you couldn't leave me alone."

Kawei unhappily pulled away the quilt covering his body: "...she's really turned into an eggplant."

(End of this chapter)