Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Soon, a little girl in a nurse's uniform walked in.

At the age of graduating from college, he may be a trainee nurse, and his face was a little red when he pushed the door and came in.

It just so happened that she was on duty today, and she was dizzy from the moment she received Luo Pei's order to the moment she walked in the door. She couldn't believe that she had just come to work and could interact with the most handsome and famous young doctor in the hospital.

Don't doubt the "charming" effect of "super handsome", "young", "rich" and "famous" on women mixed together.

In the past few years, the nurses and female doctors in the entire hospital have almost regarded Luo Pei as an idol, and there is an interesting anecdote about the talented girl from Tokyo Medical College who came to this remote place for him, but Luo Pei rejected them all. .

He is quite picky about women.

"...Is there anything you want me to do?"

The little nurse's mouth was filled with the smell of selling meat, and Luo Pei sighed helplessly in her heart.

——It's not a good thing to be too popular, especially in a place where women are mostly in a hospital.

"Help me assign these appointments to other doctors by category. Also, don't put my name on it next time and hand it over here. I'm the attending physician of the neurology department. Internal medicine, surgery, and even orthopedics put yes on my desk. What are you doing..." Rope said as he put the stack of papers on the little nurse's hand.

The heavy weight made the little nurse break free from her peachy fantasy, and her expression was a little embarrassed.

"This... Dr. Rope, I can't handle it alone..."

"If you help me, I'll treat you to coffee on Friday afternoon." Luo Pei blinked his blue eyes, brazenly using his appearance.

"Ok, no problem!"

The nurse really got caught, and happily carried the pile of garbage back to her duty room.

It seemed that not only in the afternoon, but even she was busy tonight.

After confusing things at work, Ropey didn't care that he was still at work, he opened the drawer and started his "private business".

Inside the black wooden drawer were two white envelopes he had received this morning.

One is signed by Elquite, the other is more gorgeous, and the one with a religious flavor is Meilian Solomon.Now, he has an unexpectedly good personal relationship with that dead disciple.

The letter from that cat-like princess didn't need to read to know what it was.

About two years ago, she and Pharos had a tentative battle with her sister, Eltluqi.As a result, there was no result except that the eighth "white knight" Brad was seriously injured, and the vampire Loli disappeared without a trace, and her hair was even more useless.

Erquite then began a solo trip to make up for her regrets rather than to find Eltluce, sending Rope some pictures from various countries from time to time - this time was no exception.

Opening Mei Lian's envelope, the gothic English in his eyes gave Rope a headache in just a few words.

- Pharos.

The monster made of Cthulhu's torso on a whim, bypassing the compliments and greetings at the beginning, Meilian was talking about the situation of Pharos throughout.

"City Eater", "Demon Hunter", "Source of Terror"——

The original monotonous title of Nero Kaos was gradually replaced by various titles, and each title was full of his own servant's experience of doing things.According to Mei Lian, magicians and dead disciples all over Europe are now indulging in the fear of the "mad tenth patriarch".

Listen to these brilliant "victories" - "White Wing Lord" Tephham Ottenlocher was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, and the British dead apostles were uprooted.The elite team of the Magic Association and the branch of the burial agency joined forces to fight against the enemy, and they were almost wiped out.Recently, even the "Seventh Patriarch" Fu Hailin Anaxiu was killed by Pharos, taking the "True Red Fruit".

In addition to hiding the mysterious sects that gradually expanded in the countries he was planning to build, the "Tenth Patriarch Nero Kaos" was in the limelight for a while.

"The "true red fruit" is indeed what I asked him to snatch... It's better to kill an ancestor than to continue to eat humans on a large scale..."

Rope muttered, his face a little feverish.

Because at the end of the envelope, Mei Lian, who had learned about her relationship with Fallows from Elquette, asked vaguely whether Lord God had made a big move, and he would try his best to stop the burial agency from chasing Fallows.If not, please also ask him to stop Fallow's crazy behavior a little.

What big moves can Rope have.

If you want to talk about big moves, the world of "God Killer" has already done enough, and every move can be taken under the microscope by all parties to scrutinize it, and you can add strange speculations to you.

But he said casually, which led to the current "big mess", and Rope did have a part of the responsibility in it.

But more than that, pride.

After all, Pharos is just like his child, the first creation that shaped his personality with his own hands, and he is doing things for himself, a little bit out of line... just out of the way.

Rope took out a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote back to his friend Mei Lian, telling him that the burial agency could stop its operations, and that he would let Fallos completely retreat into the background in the near future, without continuing to consume manpower and material resources.

As for the Magic Association, he is too lazy to care, and let them die if they want to die—that kind of "orthodox" magician Rope has never liked.

This is also the reason why he rejected Lorelia at that time.

After finishing the envelope, Rope took up the cold coffee and drank it, then stood up and put on his white coat.

The chores are over, it's time to get down to business.

Routine inspection of the two rituals of kimono girls.

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Chapter [-] Two ceremonies wake up, straight to death, the devil's eye and the accident

On the way to the intensive care unit, Rope was already familiar with it, not only Wuhui had lived here, but he also ran here for more than two years.

By the time I was promoted to the chief neurologist, routine examinations every three days had almost become a daily routine.

By the way, because of Rope's entry into the hospital, Araiya Zonglian, who was supposed to be the attending doctor, didn't even enter the hospital's door at all, which disappointed Rope, who was about to ask him about the completion of the Xiaochuan apartment.

Pushing open the door of the ward, the smell of flowers and the girl's long-term residence mixed together, forming a very comfortable smell for men.

Sleeping beauty in sick clothes, lying on a hospital bed.