Famous Hair Loss Treatment Center in Yokohama

"Teacher." Dazzling surprise suddenly burst out on the face of the silent young man, Qing Jun's face looked extremely handsome at that moment.

Saitama looked up at the ceiling of the clinic.

In the field of vision is not the familiar ceiling, but a fox-like head, but it can be seen at a glance that he is not a fox, with a red spot like a cane on his forehead, yellow-green pupils, and other than that, his body is soft white the presence of long hairs.

He seemed to be a little bigger than the ceiling of the clinic, and his body was curled up and floating on it. A pair of animal pupils that should have been cold in tone looked at the boy on the hospital bed with great concern.

"B has a spell to solve it."

"Thank you teacher, and thank you Miss B." The young man smiled happily and frowned.

The powerful and beautiful beast let go of its claws, letting the spell fall on the boy.

The boy's body seemed to be slapped by an invisible force, and the feeling of being sick suddenly disappeared, and he regained strength and no fever.

Saitama quickly took a thermometer to measure the boy's temperature, "The fever is gone, the problem should have been resolved."

There seemed to be a 'poof' sound in mid-air.

The powerful and beautiful beast on the ceiling disappeared, and was replaced by a fat, round, mostly white three-coloured cat that fell to the ground.

"Mantou cat!" When Saitama helped Fukuzawa Yukichi go to Nanatsujiya to buy small steamed buns last time, he saw this fat man. I feel that I will have a small steamed bun soon.

"You are the steamed bun cat."

"Teacher." The boy got off the hospital bed and grabbed the fat cat.

The boy's voice is no longer hoarse, and has returned to the original very youthful voice.

"Huh?" Qiyu thought of Mr. Ranpo, and felt that the voice of the boy and Mr. Ranpo were similar.

"Thank you, doctor." The boy put the fat cat on his shoulder and thanked Qiyu solemnly.

"I didn't do anything." Saitama just helped to take care of the boy, and his problems were not solved by himself.

But even so, the boy still thanked him earnestly again, and left after paying the full consultation fee.

Saitama looked down at the bill, "It turns out his name is Takashi Natsume. His cat is very powerful and very good..."

The teenager who goes to school normally in Bright World obviously also has his own secret: he has a very powerful and unusual beckoning cat.

Saitama didn't ask, the boy and the cat didn't even realize that they actually saw the beautiful and gentle giant beast.

Outside the clinic.

"Natsume, the small steamed buns from Nanatsujiya, the small steamed buns with red bean paste, the small steamed buns..." The fat fat cat lay on the boy's shoulders, flapping its short legs, chanting non-stop.

"I just paid the consultation fee, and now I don't have enough money to buy steamed buns." The boy said helplessly.

The fat fat cat suddenly became unhappy, "My little mantou."

The noisy voice gradually faded away, and not far away, there was an orange-haired boy covered in red light standing in a hidden corner, his feet seemed to be nailed to the wall.

"Steamed bun cat."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Zhong Yuanzhong had been busy outside for a long time, and he got stuck at the door of the clinic at five o'clock exactly.

Saitama just opened the door and came out.

"Saitama." Nakahara Chuya jumped onto the low wall by the side of the road and said in a very low voice, afraid that others would overhear, "I found a way..."

The tone was a bit hesitant, hesitating whether to say it or not.

"What is it?"

He guards the clinic every day, and the people he sees are very limited. The Natsume hair he saw today was very thick and soft. At first glance, he looked like a decent young man with no hair loss troubles.

Even if they want to inquire about folk remedies for hair loss, no one inquires.

Meeting Kami Saitama's expectant eyes, Nakahara Chuya whispered, "I heard some people say that washing your hair with eggs will be effective."

"Egg whites are almost all protein. I read from books that egg whites are a good skin care material. Some simple DIY masks require egg whites." Saitama quickly thought of knowledge points, "Hair, scalp, You can try it."

The orange-haired boy stretched his expression, jumped up from the low wall, and pulled Saitama to speed up.

Back at the residence, Saitama hurriedly boiled water and prepared the system.

Crack the eggs, separate the yolk and egg white.

Wash your hair as usual, but replace the shampoo with egg whites.

Nakahara also scooped up hot water with a plastic ladle, then mixed some cold water to help Saitama rinse his hair.

The hot water is poured down, and there is a slight scent of cooked egg whites in the air.

"Qitama." The orange-haired boy watched the egg flower appear between Qiyu's hair, and quickly moved the water scoop in his hand to the side, and he was at a loss for a moment, "Qitama, the egg white is cooked. "

"The water temperature is too hot, and the egg whites are too easy to cook." Saitama cooking rice often uses eggs, and we know this feature.

It's just that I didn't predict that the egg washing head would also become cooked.

The egg whites matured and turned into egg flowers entangled in the hair, like stubborn dandruff, not only unsightly, but people who saw it would definitely think that Saitama was not hygienic.

Always wash it.

Qiyu couldn't see his hair, and didn't know if it was washed clean, so he had to ask Nakahara Chuya to help.

The orange-haired boy helped to rub it for a long time before it was completely cleaned.

There was no time to cook dinner, so I made simple waffles with egg yolks and some flour, and everyone had a glass of milk to solve dinner.

"I don't know if it will work, but washing my hair is a bit tiring." Qiyu lay on his back under the quilt and whispered, "I still need you to wash it for me."

"It's the method I found out." Zhong Yuan didn't feel tired of washing Qiyu's hair, "I really hope it will work."

If it is useful, he can wash Saitama's hair every day.

"Sleep, I'm still busy tomorrow." Saitama made a mental note of the number of eyelashes he counted at night.

"Good night."

"install."

Great, less shedding than yesterday.

The pillow was not replaced, nor was it changed into Chuya Nakahara's coat, and there was not much hair falling out on the pillow.

"Is it useful?" Nakahara Nakahara got up early, and he even went out to deal with the matter of the sheep organization, and when he came back, he saw Qiyu woke up, so he hurriedly asked.

Saitama brushed her hair again, and the still thick hair felt good in the hand.

"Just try it for a day, and you can't be sure if it will work." Saitama said cautiously, "To be conservative, we have to persist for a while before we can see the effect."

"Okay, I'll wash your hair every day."

During the whole breakfast, Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Seeing the boiled eggs on the dining table, he couldn't help but say, "The eggs will be kept separately from now on."

The egg yolk can be eaten, but the egg white has other functions.

"Don't try to save." Saitama pointed to the leaflet of the supermarket. "There are the most promotions for eggs on special offer, and the price is not too expensive. We can afford it."

But even so, Nakahara still peeled his boiled eggs, ate the egg yolks by himself, and put the whites in the Saitama bowl, "Eating the whites might be useful."

The hair loss problem of the teenagers living together has not been effectively resolved. Although Nakahara Chuya has not shown it on the surface, he has long been anxious in his heart.Except for the time when he was dealing with the affairs of the sheep organization, he was almost always looking for ways to help the cohabiting teenagers solve the hair loss problem.

Now there may finally be a solution, even if it is only suspected, Zhong Yuanzhong is also very happy, and even extended his own idea: maybe eating egg whites will also have an effect.

Saitama did not refuse the egg white given by the cohabiting boy, but correspondingly, he gave his own egg yolk to the cohabiting boy.

It was agreed yesterday that Saitama doesn't need to go to the clinic today, and Nakahara Chuya temporarily put down the sheep organization, and the two of them will concentrate on solving the maintenance problem of the mafia office building together.

Before looking for a fix, Saitama decided to visit the site first.

"Going to the mafia office building?" Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated. He didn't have to worry too much about going by himself. He didn't need to worry too much.

Mori Ogai deliberately draws a clear line between himself and Saitama, just to protect him, even Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke, every time they come to the clinic, they don't attract attention, and they don't even let anyone know. , also in order to cut off any possible relationship between the Mafia and Saitama.

Everyone subconsciously uses their own actions to protect the boy from the light, hoping that he will not be infected by darkness.

And now, Saitama is going to the Mafia, the dark organization in Yokohama that is in charge of the dark, notorious, and involved in almost every field.

"I just went to see how to repair it, so I know it well." Saitama looked at Nakahara Chuya very normally, and took his hand and shook it gently, "Even if it is a mafia office building, it is not entirely mafia that goes in. Members of the party. Think about it, the office building needs ordinary items such as power maintenance and sanitation maintenance, right? Mafia members must not be able to do these things. You can’t let Mr. Dazai wipe the floor with a mop, and Mr. Oda carry a toolbox Go check the circuit."

"Ango Sakaguchi, are you going to check the fire protection system?"

The fire protection system is generally responsible for the inspection and acceptance of fire protection standards by government departments, and Ango Sakaguchi is from a government organization: the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

To some extent, Saitama actually identified the identity of Ango Sakaguchi.

"They are all people with supernatural powers, and they can't do those things." Nakahara was also a little convinced by Saitama.

"Let's go." Saitama's voice became brisk, "Members of the mafia also need to undergo medical examinations, right? Mr. Mori can't do their physical examinations."

If that was the case, most of the mafia members would have a heart attack from the sudden transformation of the chief medical examiner.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also completely convinced.