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After delivering medicine to Nakahara Nakahara, who was suffering from a splitting headache after a hangover, Onto Asaba returned to the medical department along the route. The moment he stepped into the hospital, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

In fact, the smell of blood does not remain in the hospital, or the hospital is always filled with the smell of disinfectant, which is not pleasant, but it is a placebo for cleanliness. In such a hospital, I want to stay The smell of blood can only mean that a bloody patient passed by just now, and the time did not exceed 5 minutes.

"Doctor Asaba!"

The nurse ran down in a hurry, her eyes lit up when she saw Onto Asaba, "There are critically ill patients who need urgent rescue!"

"Okay, I'll go right away." Onto Asaba replied instantly.

Because of the ability, Onto Asaba is usually responsible for critically ill patients who are life-threatening. With time in their hands, the other doctors in the medical department did not feel any resentment about this, and even worshiped Onto Asaba from the bottom of their hearts.

To everyone, Onto Asaba, a doctor who purely saves lives, shines like a shining light in the mafia.

Arriving in the operating room in the fastest time, the first thing Asaba Onto saw was not the patient, but the young man kneeling on the ground. The young man was full of tears, and kept begging the doctor standing beside him. , that is, Marumori Yosuke probably has never seen such a posture, he was so frightened that his hair almost exploded, if the young man made any further progress, he would jump to the ceiling.

"Calm down!" Marumori's voice was trembling, "Dr. Asaba will be here soon, as long as Dr. Asaba arrives, there will be no problem!"

Marumori turned his head and looked anxiously at the end of the corridor, his eyes lit up the moment he saw Onto Asaba, "Dr. Asaba is here!"

Taking the opportunity to break free from the youth's clutches quickly, Marumori and Onto Asaba walked into the operating room in an instant. The moment the door of the operating room closed, Onto Asaba could clearly hear his exaggerated exhalation. It looks really good.

"Are you alright?" Asaha Onto asked him.

"Huh? Me?" Marumori straightened up in a state of collapse, "If I knew that working in a Mafia hospital also had to deal with the families of patients, I would have changed careers a long time ago!"

Marumori Yosuke is a young man with excellent medical skills. His family is a medical family. The family has been looking forward to such a medical genius for a long time. As a result, this medical genius is very bad at communicating with people, especially hates explaining the situation to the family members of patients. So he even ran to the port mafia's hospital to apply for a job.

Just in order not to contact any family members of patients, nor to be harassed by any family members of patients.

"How about the wounded?" Onto Asaba directly changed the subject.

Marumori let out a sigh of relief, "I've already done emergency treatment, and managed to regain a few minutes. According to the guy outside's attitude towards this person, there should be no problem at all, but there's one more thing I'm a little bit concerned about..."

"what?"

"The patient's neck was cut several times, but according to the trend of the knife wound..." Marumori frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to touch his neck, "It should be cut by the patient himself with the knife in his right hand."

Onto Asaba went to the operating table, and he glanced at the unconscious wounded, who looked like a teenager, but had long blue hair, and his eyelashes were a very misty blue, because He lost too much blood, and his whole body was pale, looking like a goblin in human form.

"You said it was suicide?"

"This possibility is the highest." Marumori leaned against the door of the operating room, "If he was attacked, the only way is for the murderer to wipe his neck from behind, but if it is a killer of this level, one knife is enough. It won’t draw so many knives.”

"The injury is like... rubbing repeatedly on the neck with a knife, and the throat is almost cut open."

Onto Asaba raised his head and glanced at Yosuke Marumori. This person had a meaningful look in both his voice and his expression.

"There is no need to pay so much attention. We are doctors. The duty of doctors is to save people, not to find out the truth of the incident."

Asaba Onto put his hand on the young man's chest, and white light suddenly appeared from his palm, and slowly merged into the young man's body. Because the person outside the operating room cared enough, the wound on the patient's neck was visible to the naked eye. While healing, Marumori watched the patient's breathing ease, and he sighed slowly.

"Doctor Asaba, you are still so inquisitive."

Withdrawing his hand, Onto Asaba looked at Yosuke Marumori, "I'm full of curiosity about the latest equipment that can treat patients."

"...That's not what I said." Marumori made a helpless voice.

Marumori Yosuke, a strange man who is full of fear for the patient's family, but also full of curiosity about all kinds of gossip, every time he listens to the patient's touching story, he can cry with snot and tears. Can call out the name, and even tell the identity of each patient.

It is often considered that his talent was buried by the medical department, so he should be a strange person in the intelligence department.

Forget it, Onto Asaba doesn't hinder other people's way of life, but maybe it's because there is not much age gap between him and this person, Yosuke Marumori, who can be called almost the same age, especially likes to share his inquiries with Onto Asaba to the gossip.

For example, the patient in bed 32 had an affair, and the mistress and his wife were about to start a fight. For example, the patient in bed 15 was daydreaming every day, boasting that he had four idol-level green plums pursuing him, but in fact he didn’t even have a playmate who grew up with him.

Onto Asaba opened the door of the operating room and ignored Yosuke Marumori.

"I'm going to communicate with the family members, and you arrange a ward for the patient." Onto Asaba ordered Marumori.

"No problem!" Yosuke Marumori responded instantly, as long as he is not allowed to contact the patient's family, he can do whatever he wants!

The young man who was crying just now seemed to have regained his senses, but when Onto Asaba came out, he rushed up quickly. He grabbed Onto Asaba's arm and said urgently, "Doctor! How is he? Saizuo him! "

Onto Asaba could feel the strength of his hand, and when he lowered his head slightly, he could see the wet tears on his cuffs.

Oops... this dress is no longer available.

"The wounded is not life-threatening. He will be out of the operating room immediately and will be transferred to the ward. Sir, are you his brother? Can you sort out the file of the wounded with me?"

After hearing that the injured person was fine, Onto Asaba clearly saw that the young man had relaxed. At this moment, he finally realized his disrespect and embarrassment, and pretended to let go of his hand very casually. The youth and Onto Asaba The person thanked, "Thank you Dr. Asaha for saving him, file? Okay, let's go now."

Asaba Onto observed this person, and when he was talking to Asaba Onto, he still looked towards the operating room from time to time, as if he wanted to see through the door of the operating room.

This person's concern... seems a bit distorted?

After turning around the corridor, the injured were not pushed out, the young man finally gave up, he followed Asaba Onto to the office in frustration, he was extremely anxious during the recording process, and desperately wanted to leave here and return to the injured. After the recording was finally finished, the person left quickly, and Onto Asaba sat behind the desk and looked at the words on it.

It's been a long time since I've seen someone so thoroughly exposed.

"Matsuda Nishiko, male, 16 years old?"

"It really is him!" Another voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Onto Asaba raised his head, Yosuke Marumori quickly closed the door, and then let out a heavy breath, "I was really scared to death, the family members of that person came quickly, and the look in that boy's eyes seemed to be about to It’s like stuffing people into their hearts.”

"So you're afraid to run to me for refuge?"

"Don't pay attention to these details!" Yosuke Marumori poured a glass of water from a paper cup and sat across from Onto Asaba, "But I asked something! It's big news!"

Onto Asaba glanced at him, then lowered his head and began to write the medical records, with a look of complete indifference.

It's a pity that Marumori Yosuke looked used to it, he didn't care whether Onto Asaba was listening, and continued to talk endlessly after taking a sip of water.

"That young man named Matsuda Nishizo is very pitiful. He and that person are not brothers. I found out that they have that kind of relationship... that is, Dr. Asaba, do you understand? Maybe they were forced, so When he got the chance, he killed himself."

Speaking of this, Yosuke Marumori sighed sadly, "How old is he, to find a short circuit for this kind of thing, he is the worst patient I have encountered this year."

"Are you sorting patient stories again?"

"Yes! This is something worth recording!" Yosuke Marumori nodded confidently, "Doctor Asaba, don't you think these things are very interesting? Whether it's the joys and sorrows of human beings or the sophistication of people in the hospital, this hospital is like a Small world, everything can be seen."

Onto Asaba looked at Yosuke Marumori, "Well, you're right."

As if he didn't expect to get Asaba Onto's approval, Marumori Yosuke was slightly taken aback, he looked at Asaba Onto, and continued to drink warm water after a while.

"By the way, do you hate Dr. Asaba? Or someone you hate?" Yosuke Marumori stared at him, "It seems that after working together for so long, I have never seen you lose your temper with anything or anyone, even if it is I am in a state of listening and agreeing when I speak strange words."

"Aren't you tired?"

Asabato tilted his head, "Tired? No, in my opinion, every kind of person, every way of life has its own unique charm, even the wounded man named Songyang you just mentioned Or, whether he commits suicide or is injured, it is a choice and a choice."

"I recognize all forms of existence in this world."

But... Is this kind of recognition of everything, and recognition of everyone, still the category of human beings?

Marumori Yosuke subtly drank his saliva again, and then he changed the subject, "Does Dr. Asaba want to know why that boy had this kind of experience? I found out, it seems that this boy has a weak ability, his ability You can make him sing like a mermaid."

"Mermaid?"

"Yes, it's the mermaid in fairy tales. It has a beautiful singing voice. If possible, I really want to hear it."

But is this really the case?

Onto Asaba closed the finished medical record, and the traces of being grabbed just now remained on the white cuffs.

Mermaids existed as horror legends at the beginning. Legend has it that mermaids would sing before shipwreck to lure ships to dangerous seas and drown them all.

The beautiful singing voice and the graceful figure are all for hunting.