Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

On the only bed in the auscultation room, the old "acquaintance" Crowe was lying.

This man's eyes were sunken and his lips were blue. He looked like a tuberculosis ghost.

Responsible for taking care of it are his deputy Andrew and a maid appointed by Stuart.

The two of them were currently two or three meters away from the hospital bed, freeing up space for an old man wearing an old-fashioned plaid suit and described his behavior as meticulous, like an upper-class aristocrat.

Qi Ya saw this old man who looked more like an aristocratic scholar than a doctor, looking here and there on Crowe's body, which was like a candle in the wind. During this period, he pulled his eyelids, pulled his ears, and pried open his mouth... ... He was still making clicking sounds, as if he was playing with some novel toy.

Poor manager Crowe showed the word "face" vividly in front of him. He was seriously ill and dying and could only keep calm, but his face was torn to pieces.

After seeing Qi and Ya enter the room, Andrew looked a little surprised. He just thought that the other party came to visit Steward Crowe, and after bowing to pay tribute, he did not dare to speak in the auscultation room of the famous doctor.

The maid on the side also bowed in greeting. She felt that her right to speak here was not even as good as Anita who was following the young adult, so she kept her posture extremely low, not daring to say one more word or make one more move.

After Qi Ya nodded in response, he made a silent gesture to Xiao Heitan. Seeing the latter nodding with a knowing face, he turned his attention to the old man.

Judging from the layout of this room, the old man should have a high status in the entire medical center. He is also a famous doctor in the mouth of the short ship doctor. Under normal circumstances, he should be crowded with patients all day long, but the fact is that it is just right. on the contrary.

He and Crowe were the only two patients in the huge auscultation room, which seemed deserted.

With these thoughts running through his mind, Stanley seemed to have made a diagnosis. He returned to his dark and thick desk equipped with various hollow carvings, picked up a pen and began to write out a medication order.

After a while, he tore off the paper in front of him, stood up and handed it to Andrew, who seemed to be more responsible. After doing this, he waved his hand, indicating that he could take the patient out if nothing happened.

Although Andrew was a little dissatisfied with the old man's perfunctory attitude, he didn't show it. He bowed slightly and helped Crowe up on the hospital bed and walked out, while the maid followed carefully behind him.

When he arrived in front of Qi Ya and Qi Ya, Andrew thought that the number three person on the ship was going to say something, so he stopped.

Qi Ya glanced at the space beside him, and after confirming that he was not blocking the way for the two of them to go out, he roughly guessed the other party's misunderstanding, and immediately said "take care" and took Anita to the side.

He currently has less than 6 days left to live, and he and Crowe are evenly matched. It's ridiculous to sympathize with each other.

At this moment, Qi Jianhao just wanted the famous doctor to take a look first and find the best cure. If he couldn't cure it, he would have to find other ways.

Andrew felt that he couldn't understand the fact that Number Three came all the way here just to say a few words, but when he saw the two of them retreating to the side instead of following him and others out of the auscultation room, , only then did I realize that I was a little selfish in taking care of Crowe's affairs.

He said nothing more, bowed slightly, and left with the steward.

"Who wants to see a doctor?"

Stanley stood there, looking at the only outsiders Qi Ya and Anita in the auscultation room, and asked.

"I, senior." Qi Ya took a step forward, then took off the bandage on his right arm, and briefly told the other party what happened.

After finishing speaking, he took off the poisoned knife hanging from his waist and handed it to the other party along with the scabbard.

After Anita on the side heard this, her dark yellow face suddenly turned a little pale. She subconsciously tightened the corners of Qiya's clothes, and the fear that something precious would disappear spread in her heart. Unknowingly, His eyes were already a little red.

But she couldn't hold back the tears. She pressed her mouth tightly and made no sound. Albert had told her to be silent before, so now she couldn't disturb him.

Stanley first looked at Qi Ya's scabbed wound, then took out the knife to observe, sniffed for a while, and then said:

"I'm curious, if this is really the poison of a bungara snake, how on earth did you survive until now?"

"Senior, is there any way to cure it?" Qi Ya asked directly without any interest in solving the other party's doubts.

Although the other party spoke categorically and confidently, he still felt that the conclusion sounded unreliable because he came to a conclusion so easily.

"It's just snake venom. As long as you're not dead yet, as long as you can afford the medical treatment, it's hard to die in my hands, Stanley."

The old man said with a smile, his expression serious.

Qi Ya couldn't see anything unusual in the other party. After deciding that if the other party dared to lie to her, he would blow his head off and asked: "How much is the consultation fee?"

He actually doesn't care about the consultation fees. What he really cares about is whether the other party is just a bad doctor who not only defrauds patients of their money but also delays their treatment time.

When asking questions, Qi Ya looked at the other party's auscultation room again. He had never heard of a famous doctor who was so greedy for material enjoyment.

"No more, no more, it depends on whether you think your life is worth so many Baileys."

Stanley slowly stretched out a finger.

"Does this mean 10 Baileys?" Qi Ya looked at the other person's finger that looked like it was covered with old tree bark, and said in a lukewarm tone.

"Haha, let alone 10, even 100 million won't persuade me to take action, little brother!" A smile appeared on Stanley's face. After a pause, he then said with finality: "1000 million Bei If you can afford it, I promise to cure you today."

Qi Jianhao glanced at the other party, and without bargaining, he took out the suitcase containing 1277 million beli from the storage space like a magic trick and placed it on Dr. Stanley's desk.

Afterwards, he opened the suitcase, took out 227 million beli and put it back in the storage space.

After raising his head again, he met Stanley's slightly surprised gaze. Qi Ya asked with a smile: "Senior, can we start? Or do you want to order first?"

Stanley put his hand on a stack of thick paper Baileys lying quietly in the suitcase. After a brief confirmation, he turned his attention back to Qi Ya, "I'm very curious about what you just said. Where is this box hidden? Magic?"

Qi Ya was not in the mood to explain this money-hungry doctor. He just smiled and said: "The world is so big and full of wonders, seniors, you should treat the disease first..."