Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Sells said: "He has a good relationship with the gold eater. If he knows that the gold eater is in the clubhouse, is it possible that he will show up?"

--Will do. Because he has been there and left with you.

Naryn showed sympathy: "I hope."

The Abbott Medical Center is still the same as the last time I visited, and the business is terribly deserted. The big pennant in the middle was changed, from the original "rejuvenating hand" to "love and warmth," as usual, it was given by an "anonymous person".

When Sells stepped into the hall, Naron stopped him: "Wait."

Sayles asked: "What's the matter?"

Naryn took him to a certain place, and walked out a few steps by himself. After pulling out the terminal and aligning it, "click", take a few pictures in a row.

Sells: "..."

After Naren saved it, he returned to Sells and said: "Ilia likes you very much. A little girl like her is always full of fantasy and emotional excess, and often pesters me for some photos of you. You ... shouldn't you mind?"

Sells faintly looked at the words on the billboard beside him, "Cure andrmental diseases, treat the abuse and secret wounds", knowing that this is the truth of the photo...

"It's okay, as long as you are happy."

After speaking, he decisively took the wicked person into his arms, smiled and said, "In that case, let's take a photo by the way."

Naryn: "..."

The sudden physical contact made his whole person stiff, so that he could not express his rejection in the first place. And the consequence is—the first photo of the Imperial Marshal and His Royal Highness appeared in Sells’ personal terminal—beside a suspicious billboard in a suspicious medical clinic.

"Very memorable." Sells smiled with satisfaction: "For our... friendship, I will keep it well."

Naryn: "..."

The prince with the words "Cure Andrology Diseases" behind him can only bite the bullet and smile.

"Go inside for the doctors!" An angry shout came from the hospital.

The old Chinese doctor appeared in the lobby vigorously and greeted them: "Here!"

I haven't seen him for many days. The old man's complexion is as good as ever. The gray hair and wrinkles extend from the center of the eyebrows to the ears. When I look over, my eyes are kind.

and many more--

Naryn looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds, and asked, "Your eyes..."

The old Chinese doctor was stunned. After a while, he rubbed his eyes, closed his eyes, and sighed, "Oh, it's getting old, it won't work."

Compared with many people, this old man's acting skills are not outstanding, even a little blunt.

Naryn took his thoughts into account, and had to recognize the fact that the old Chinese doctor's eyes were bright and focused, and he was not blind at all!

Thinking of the way the heir to the ancient medical family was trying to diagnose and treat himself last time, the noble prince questioned this malicious world-it's just that a small, deserted medical clinic with no one to care about, even exists. This is such an amazing inside story.

The key is:

At this moment, he didn't even have a stand for questioning!

It's the "first time" to come to the hospital, and the "first time" to meet the prince of an old Chinese medicine doctor. I shouldn't know too much... at least I can't show it in front of Sells.

Naryn suffocated so hard that he didn't let the verbal abuse from his mouth spit out.

The old Chinese doctor with eyes closed, kindly but calmly inquired about the two people's intentions.

"Who is injured?" He paused for a moment and asked, "Still all injured?"

Naren said solemnly: "No one was hurt."

The old Chinese doctor nodded and gave an understanding smile: "It's nothing hard to tell. We attach great importance to the privacy protection of the injured, so we don't have to worry about anything bad."

If he is here for the first time, then it is really possible to believe him.

Sells was curious: "Difficult to speak?"

The old Chinese doctor smiled, implying that every patient who came here would have troubles in this respect, but the symptoms are not distinguished from high or low...

Sells interrupted his ambiguous words and asked about the types of diseases the medical clinic was good at.

The old Chinese doctor then began to talk about the origin of the hospital, the family's inheritance, and his expression was faintly proud. He added: "It's rare to see two people getting together. Your relationship must be very good."

The prince who understood the meaning was a little awkward.

When Sells learned that this is a medical clinic that favors "special hobbies" diagnosis and treatment, his expression was very calm, and he took the lead into the lobby.

After looking around, the Marshal commented: "It's bright and tidy, and the environment is pretty good."

Smile lines appeared in the corners of the old Chinese doctor's eyes, which seemed to be very useful for complimenting, and intentionally invited the two to enter the internal room for "detailed consultation."

Naryn had to cough, and once again showed that he was not here for medical treatment. He also pointed to the wall where the pennant was hung and asked: "There are various certificates on it, but it seems that there is no doctor's certificate?"

In addition to obtaining a business license, a health certificate, etc., each privately established medical site also requires a physician's personal qualification certificate. Such documents must be publicly displayed in the most conspicuous place, and if there is any omission, it may be tricky. Patients can also get generous rewards by reporting.

And the Abbott Medical Center...

Perhaps because of the special nature of the treatment, the patients are obviously unwilling to expose some of their hobbies or hidden diseases, and they are even more reluctant to let this "reliable" (?) secret medical clinic disappear. So for so many years, it has been quietly driven down.

After Naron pointed out the problem, the old Chinese doctor's face collapsed. He opened his eyes and looked at them with uninterested interest: "This is a regular medical facility. There has never been an accident and no complaints have been received. Of course there is a doctor's certificate, but it has been accidentally damaged recently, and it is being reissued. stage."

Naryn's question seemed to touch a certain nerve of the old man: "Are you the tourists who got lost here? The medical clinic has been operating here for decades, and there is no need for outsiders to worry about it."

Narren: "You look a little nervous."

Old Chinese doctor: "Because someone raised questions about my clinic."

Naryn sneered: "At this time, shouldn't it be a more generous hush fee than the reporting bonus, and let us keep it secret for you?" He is still agonizing about the old Chinese doctor pretending to be blind. -People who hold grudges always try their best to get back.

But this time he only intends to scare a few words. After all, the effect of the ointment is really good. This old man who has no license to practice medicine can be regarded as an expert with real materials.

The old Chinese doctor raised his eyelids: "Hanging fees? Maybe there will be. But the payer is someone else."

As soon as the voice fell, there was movement outside the door. A low-key dark sports car stopped outside the hospital, and a man in a housekeeper's uniform got down from the driver's seat. He quickly ran to the other side of the car and opened the door.

——The person inside is obviously his superior.

The car door opened, and a handsome man wearing sunglasses appeared in their sight.

After the housekeeper made a series of preparations, he comfortably sent the master to the old Chinese doctor.

"Mr. Aboluo, good day." His words are very respectful: "I'm going to trouble you again this time."

While talking, the man wearing sunglasses has walked into the inner room with his own mind and familiarity.

The butler seemed to be a little helpless with his attitude, and just about to sigh, he saw clearly the other two people standing in the hospital.

"Yuan, Yuan Yuan..."

The old Chinese doctor interrupted him: "Well, what? Didn't he tell him last time that he shouldn't be such a fool for a week!"

The housekeeper took a deep breath: "Kiss, kiss..."

Old Chinese doctor: "What kind of kiss? Now young people are becoming more and more insecure! Tell that kid, if you don't cherish your body, it will be too late when you collapse!"

Naryn recognized him. "Is Grand Duke Wald okay lately?"

The butler nodded, and finally straightened his tongue: "Okay, very good...you, you and..."

Sells stopped him from yelling out his mouth, nodded and said hello.

Naryn is no stranger to Archduke Wald. If his father, Angri Charvey is considered to be an era, and Sells can barely count it, Duke Wald belongs to the existence of two generations.

He entered office at a young age. Before the old prince stepped down, he broke out a pattern with extraordinary courage and brains. When the old prince gradually faded out, and during the transition period when Sells was still young, Grand Duke Wald was also regarded as a small celebrity in the imperial capital.

But he has a fatal flaw, that is, being indifferent to sensuality.

He is nearly forty this year, but he has accumulated hundreds of lace scandals. A few years ago, after he let go of his power, he became even more addicted to the activity of "raising a lover" which is beneficial to physical and mental health.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed reasonable to meet his butler at the "Abolo Medical Center".

But I didn't expect...He not only raised a lover, but also had a special hobby. The one who was sent for medical treatment was probably one of his lovers.

Thinking of the old Chinese doctor's indifferent appearance, it turned out that there was someone behind the hospital.

It's not even just Prince Wald...

In just one day, Naryn had a second taste of the terrifying nature of "someone behind".

In the process of his thinking, the butler's face changed several times, and it seemed that it was about to be distorted.

He just routinely sent the little pet that the Grand Duke accidentally injured to be treated, but he did not expect to bump into such a secret thing!

His current mood has not been calmed for a long time. Years of professionalism have made him very good at controlling his emotions, but this time it is really shocking.

Abbott Medical Center!

No one knows what kind of medical clinic it is better than him.

Those "wounded" male pets were all brought here from the bed by him. Prince Naryn and Marshal Sayles? These two actually appeared here together? !

When Narren reacted, he was shocked: "No, it's definitely not what you think!"

He said categorically: "We are here because we have serious business to do."

The housekeeper blushed: "I understand, Dian...Mr." As if he had made some important determination, he seriously added: "I will never say more."

Narren: "..." Don't make things too obvious, thank you.

He thought about it, and decided to make it clear. Otherwise, the news that "the marshal and the prince have made an appointment to go to a certain ‘special’ medical clinic" will be very suspicious no matter how you describe it!

But before he had time to say the explanation, Sells suddenly said: "Let's check someone."

He turned his head to look at the old man, and asked, "Has a brown-haired man come here for medical treatment more than ten days ago? He has a thick beard, and his figure...similar to him."

Naryn: "..."

The prince who was named, instantly entered a state of alert.

The old Chinese doctor narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and the housekeeper pricked his ears.