Started with a green hat for Verlaine

December [-]st is World AIDS Day.

At the request of Aso Akiya, the Yokohama City Government vigorously carried out popular science education to eradicate illiteracy for the citizens of Yokohama City and prevent those who worship foreign countries and foreigners from contracting some strange diseases.

Correspondingly, in Paris, France, Dr. Philippe Pinel has seen countless patients from home and abroad in France, and has become the most famous doctor in a certain circle.On this day, he improved the ability to treat syphilis, and even improved the recovery effect of treating AIDS.

Dr. Philippe Pinel successfully received unanimous thanks from the French superhumans.

Although, the other party doesn't want it at all.

Once again, due to the conditions for exerting supernatural powers, the supernatural doctor who had heard all kinds of sexual fetishes couldn't hold back his gentle expression, was full of entanglements and couldn't talk about it, and almost suffocated himself to death.He could only say solemnly to his disciples who also signed a confidentiality agreement: "You can't judge by appearance."

The disciple looked up at the elder teacher with admiration: "Only the teacher can be so calm."

Dr. Philip Pinel smiled wryly: "Now I support you in admiring Mr. Voltaire who has the same name as you."

François L was shocked, and excitedly grabbed the teacher's hand, trying to pull the teacher to worship Mr. Voltaire together, and to raise a wave of solidarity for Mr. Voltaire who was imprisoned after the war.

"Isn't M. Voltaire the noblest of hearts!"

"Do not."

The supernatural doctor sorted out the invisible medical files, and spit out the truth: "I never cured him." Behind his smile seemed to emit the holy light of healing and saving lives, "Anyone with supernatural powers that I haven't cured means that I can Treat him as an amiable and respectable good gentleman."

After finishing speaking, the supernatural doctor locked the drawer and prepared to treat the phantom who was ranked first behind the transcendent.

The dean's office was pushed away from the outside, and a beautiful young man with pink crystal hair walked in.

"Doctor Pinel! Please stay a moment."

"Monsieur de Maupassant?"

The visitor was Guy de Maupassant, who had been in the hospital for nearly two months. The French beauty who had withered under the torment of the illness was now radiant. Can doctor here.

Not long ago, the supernatural doctor treated Maupassant who was infected with mutant syphilis.

For the time being, he has no memory of deleting his brain.

Because Maupassant once said shyly: "The craziest thing I've ever done is to sleep with a whore."

This is nothing, the private life of French men has always been chaotic before they get married.

"Six at a time."

"My fetish is a woman who has fallen into prostitution!"

"Doctor, I know I'm sorry, other colleagues will definitely look down on me and say behind my back that my taste is too bad, so I generally control my behavior. There is no way, the French are free, I have tried it and my family background Clean people, but don't feel anything!"

Thinking of these words, the supernatural doctor nodded inwardly compared to other transcendents.

It is worthy of being a young and favored transcendent.

It has a unique personality, but it is not scary, at most it is a little heavier than the average person's taste.

Guy de Maupassant came to find Philippe Pinel on a special trip. Naturally, he wanted to ask about the doctor. He wanted to ask if there was any way for the phantom to have plastic surgery.

"Doctor Pinel, the Phantom and I are friends." Guy de Maupassant continued shyly, not afraid of being exposed, "The Phantom rarely leaves the Paris Opera House, let alone go to the hospital. The timing is excellent, I would like to ask you to perform plastic surgery on Phantom to fill in the flaws on her face."

Dr. Philip Pinnell knew that transcendents like beauties, so he said in embarrassment: "My supernatural ability has no cosmetic effect, and it may not meet your psychological expectations..."

Guy de Maupassant said abruptly, "It doesn't need to be so pretty!"

Dr. Philip Pinel was surprised. He moved his ears when he heard the slight footsteps outside the door.

Guy de Maupassant was smiling suggestively at him, telling him not to point out anyone outside the door.On his way to find Dr. Pinel, he felt the phantom circling outside his ward, and then secretly followed him, as if thinking that the transcendent who had experienced war would not be able to perceive his pursuit.

Guy de Maupassant slowed down his voice, "Do your best, and any result is acceptable. My bottom line is that I can let the phantom walk outside without being judged."

Dr. Philip Pinel: "My limited medical skills may not be as effective as the disguise mask."

Guy de Maupassant shook his head, and immediately gave Dr. Philippe Pinel some good impressions, "If you can't untie your heart knot, it's still a disease. Only when you are healthy can you seek other things smoothly."

"If Phantom can repair his face and walk in the sun without wearing a mask, I can't satisfy him."

Guy de Maupassant smiled shyly, his eyes were bright, and he was free and easy beyond ordinary people.

"I don't want to be too good-looking, but I want to see him be more confident because of his talent. I met him because of music and opera, and it's not a place for looking at faces. Wouldn't it torture my eyes to wear a mask? I have seen too many top-notch disguise masks, even the best masks are fake."

"The thing that touches people's hearts in this world is 'truth'."

"He's not my favorite."

"I also don't meet the conditions of his desire to accept ugliness."

The French transcender said with a firm attitude: "I only know that confident people look best."

Outside the dean's office, a phantom with dark and pale skin trembled like an electric shock.

Guy de Maupassant said again: "The Phantom back then was mysterious and talented, and attracted more than just me, a transcendent. If he was good-looking, there would be nothing wrong with me."

Dr. Philip Pinel understands his intention to save the Phantom.

If it is so straightforward, no fool will understand it.

Dr. Philip Pinnell walked back to his desk, opened a drawer, and took out a lot of materials on plastic surgery, and smiled at the astonished Maupassant: "As you said, more than one distinguished personage sought a solution for him, just I didn't expect you to be the last person to bring up before being discharged from the hospital."

Guy de Maupassant: "..."

I feel ridiculed!

No, the supernatural doctor looks so gentle, and his temper is well known...

He looked at the supernatural doctor suspiciously, and accepted the objective reality: "Am I the last one?"

Dr. Philip Pinel said: "But I think you are the most qualified to decide."

Dr. Philip Pinnell took out the key paper from the plastic surgery information, put it on the table, and said softly: "Mr. Maupassant, judging by your aesthetics, which face do you like?"

Guy de Maupassant became a little dumb, and said, "Don't ask me."

Dr. Philip Pinel repeated the words of a Mr. Transcendent: "Someone asked me to tell you that if you mentioned plastic surgery, the plastic surgery plan must go through your opinion."

Guy de Maupassant shivered, feeling calculated.

Which colleague is cheating him?

He said so many good things to make Phantom willing to accept plastic surgery and have a broader future, not to accept Phantom as his lover 100%!When Phantom's face is healed, he can use various reasons to evade it. He has said that his sexual addiction is a man of the world, not a man of a good family!

"I... I actually... can..."

"Choose."

Dr. Philippe Pinel knew that the Phantom loved Maupassant deeply. Everyone in the inpatient department knew that there was a patient who wore a mask and often sang to someone through the door, but never dared to finish a song.

Guy de Maupassant hastily selected a face he hadn't seen clearly, and went away in a panic.

After he left, the Phantom appeared from where he hid and knocked on the dean's door.

Dr. Philip Pinel smiled kindly.

"Please come in."

Being emotionally scumbag by many transcendents, the French who are so polite, stubborn, and pursuing true love despite their illnesses are almost extinct.

Doctor Philip Pinel didn't wait for Phantom to speak, and asked his disciples to help him.

"Mr. Phantom, it's time for your treatment. No matter what happens, please let me treat you first. You shouldn't suffer from such a disease."

"First, tell me what's the 'craziest thing in your life'?"

The supernatural power of the healing department was released from the doctor's fingertips.

There seemed to be lines of French text on it, recording something, like the essence of supernatural powers, but no one in the world could see clearly.

Extraterrestrial power - the freedom of the lunatic!

Conditioning, dialogue, making patients say the craziest things about themselves.

The three-dimensional Philippe Pinel is not a literary giant, but a famous French doctor who pioneered humanistic care for patients. It was Francois L who really made him a "supernatural person".François L is also a French doctor, but he wrote a book, a biographical novel recording Dr. Pinel, and thus became attached to the doctor he admired, and became a mentor no less than a father and son in this world relation.

Phantom had learned of Dr. Pinel's abilities early in her hospitalization, so she took a deep breath and did not refuse the doctor's supernatural treatment.He spoke his heart hoarsely with a voice that seemed to be crying and laughing.

"The craziest thing about me..."

"Even if I was abandoned by the world after I was born, I think I am still qualified to love."

"I escaped from the circus and studied hard. I put on a mask and reached the heights of each field, trying to erase the gap between myself and normal people..."

"Until now, I have always wanted to imprison my lover."

"Let him never escape my love."

"I long for love."

"This is the source and sorrow of my life's madness."

Away from the door, Maupassant leaned against the wall, moved his lips, looked at Flaubert who was strolling along, making no sound like a cat, and said silently: "Master, I seem to be in debt. "

Flaubert replied with lip language: "Just get used to it."

Maupassant has black lines all over his head.

I can maintain a pure money relationship with the prostitute, but I can't do it with the phantom!

Maupassant sighed, and left Bicester Hospital with Flaubert who picked him up.

He left a note in Phantom's hospital room that wasn't there before.

It says--

A personal mobile phone number.

……

A psychiatric hospital in the suburbs of Paris is really not a good place, that is, listening to music can be less boring.

Your love surprises me like high-pitched music.

Opera, Phantom.

Looking forward to your next meeting with me.