Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 63 Xiao Gang's Time Is Running Out
"Hello?" Fu Jiang answered the phone.

"Isn't it a comminuted fracture of the whole body?" Gin's voice carried a faint smile, "How can you still answer the phone?"

"That's what Chianti said?" Fu Jiang snorted, and after seeing it came true, he found an excuse, "Someone got the phone for me."

Cheng Shi cooperatively cleared his throat.

"Your personal doctor?" Gin's mouth curled up on the other end of the phone, "So the medical expenses don't need to be reimbursed."

"You can't miss a single point. You are fully responsible for what goes wrong on your side." Fu Jiang moved his uncomfortable wrist, "I was attacked by surprise, and I was seriously injured."

"Tell me the truth."

Fu Jiang told the truth about his injuries.

"I'm asking, the status of the task execution, not your injury." Qin Jiu explained coldly: "Work-related injuries are reimbursed by the superiors, and I don't need to pay for it. You don't need to worry about my repudiation."

Chianti has already reported the mission to him, but Gin still needs Fujie to report again to prevent any omissions from Chianti.

Fu Jiang talked about the situation at that time casually, "Do you understand? You are fully responsible."

"I'll invite you to dinner another day, a big meal."

"Are you fooling the beggar?"

"Almost." Qin Jiu hung up the phone.

"Dog." Fu Jiang put the phone back in his pocket, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Amidst the vibration of the engine, Fu Jiang gradually fell into sleep.

……

"Remember, Hehuan, the most fundamental power of our clan is to arouse people's fear, and the frightened soul is our food, you must remember it"

The old voice echoed in Fu Jiang's ear with a strange tone.

Fu Jiang's eyelids trembled, and he opened them a little bit.

The car has parked in the garage, and Cheng Shi is opening the door to get out of the car.

"Did you just speak?"

"No."

Fu Jiang nodded, got out of the car slowly, then walked into the clinic with Cheng Shi's support, and lay down on the hospital bed.

Cheng Shi walked over with a shot of anesthetic.

"Don't take the anesthetic, it won't work." Fu Jiang lay on the hospital bed.

Although his drug resistance is only immune to the negative effects of drugs, it is completely immune to drugs that can be good or bad, such as anesthetics.

This is not an intelligent ability.

"Okay." Cheng Shi put away the anesthetic, "but it will hurt."

He mistakenly thought that Fu Jiang refused the anesthetic that affected the reaction speed because of professional reasons that often required gun battles.

Fu Jiang didn't explain anything, lying there quietly.

He is very confident in the endurance of this body, or in the ability shown by the body.

He believed that even if he was in pain and wanted to cry, under the restraint of this body with strong management ability, he would not change his face.

Cheng solidly ruthlessly opened his wound and cut off the dead tissue.

Sure enough, Fu Jiang's body didn't even twitch instinctively, but his eyes were bloodshot, and his aura became more and more frightening.

After taking out the bullet, Cheng Shi mischievously put the bullet in front of Fu Jiang.

"This can be made into a talisman for you. May you never be hit by a bullet again."

"Use this thing as a talisman? Then I will be sent to prison within three days."

With Conan's observation skills, he must be able to tell at a glance that this is a real bullet, and then began to chase Fu Jiang to investigate.

Cheng Shi didn't say anything, just smiled, "It's very lucky, no organ was injured, I'll sew it up for you later."

"Yeah." Fu Jiang gritted his teeth, ready to be pierced back and forth with a needle and thread.

It wasn't until the sun fully rose that his wounds were treated.

Cheng Shi hung a hanging bottle for him, and then went home to prepare breakfast for him.

Fu Jiang, who had hardly slept all night, closed his eyes and began to rest.

……

At noon the next day, Fu Jiang opened his eyes. Just like last time, Cheng Shi was sitting by the bed, but he was not looking at his mobile phone, but reading a newspaper.

Seeing Fu Jiang wake up, he put down the newspaper and smiled, "I saw you were in a deep sleep, so I didn't call you."

"Yeah." Fu Jiang stood up and looked aside, "Where are my clothes?"

"There was a lot of dust on it, so I took it to wash." Cheng Shi got up and walked outside the door to have a look, "I should be able to do it tonight."

"Thank you." Fu Jiang hummed the melody and got out of bed, put on his shoes, and then conjured up a set of clothes like magic.

Fortunately, he had been prepared for a long time. He went to the clothing store with Kaito and bought two sets of clothes for the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

When he woke up, it was already summer, Fu Jiang put the short sleeves on himself, then put on the black trousers and fastened his belt.

"Are there no patients today?" Fu Jiang walked back and forth, and saw that there was no third party in the clinic except him and Cheng Shi.

"Closed today." Cheng Shi turned the sign over, "But it shouldn't matter if you wake up."

Fu Jiang went out and used the car key to open the trunk of the car, and took out a box of money and Maya's bank card.

"Today I will help you watch the door, and you can get me a bank card to save the money for me.

"There is also this card, the password is six ones, you can see if you can withdraw the money, if you can't withdraw it, throw it away."

"Okay." Cheng Shi took the heavy suitcase in a daze, and put away the bank card.

He felt that he too was now part of a criminal organization.

Perhaps, at the moment when Fu Jiang took the blame for him, everything was doomed.

After Chengshi drove away, Fu Jiang sat on the bench that Chengshi often made and waited for the patient.

He didn't turn the sign back to the closed side. To be honest, although there is no medical skill in his skill column, he actually knows a little bit.

Understand a little bit.
At least he is confident that no one can be cured, and since it is a small clinic, patients who are too serious will not come, and he can handle simple injuries and illnesses.

Jingling, the welcome bell at the door rang.

Fu Jiang picked up a white coat and put it on his body, and put round glasses on the bridge of his nose, pretending to be a doctor.

"welcome."

"?" The two male guests who came in were obviously taken aback.

welcome?Come to the clinic and be said welcome?This is outrageous.

"Hey, Ah Tian, ​​is the clinic you introduced reliable?" The young man whose bangs covered his eyebrows touched his companion with his elbow.

Ah Tian scratched his head, "Reliable is reliable, but I remember the doctor here."

He looked around, "It's only right that she is a beautiful woman, why don't we go, Xiao Gang."

Xiaogang?Fu Jiang's eyes lit up. Although his complexion was a little paler, the difference was not that big. Coupled with this name, it gave him a strong sense of intimacy.

This time the guests must be kept!

Fu Jiang stretched out his arms and grabbed Xiao Gang's shoulders.

"Guest, I'm very reliable here, and in terms of beauty, am I not beautiful enough? There is not much difference between a handsome doctor and a beautiful doctor."

"But you're a man, no matter how beautiful you are, don't pull me."

Fu Jiang grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into the ward, then pushed him down on the stool.

"Sit down and tell me, what's wrong?"

"Hey, you." Ah Tian raised his arm and patted Fu Jiang's shoulder, "We're all leaving, what are you doing?"

He met a pair of cold, dark eyes without any emotion, and there were no lenses in the way.

"Ahem, Xiaogang, take care of yourself here, I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette." Xiao Tian turned around and left without looking back.

Seeing this, Fu Jiang put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose in satisfaction, looked at his first patient, and asked kindly:

"Mr. Xiaogang, your full name is."

"Hui, Jue Neigang, you are indeed a doctor, right?" Xiao Gang shrank back.

For some reason just now, he felt that this man who was at least a head taller than him might be more like a butcher.

Isn't it just Xiaogang who has no surname?Fu Jiang was disappointed for a moment and then immediately adjusted his mentality, "Continue with the topic just now, what's wrong with you?"

He tugged at the patient's eyelids, "Is it the eyes? Does the symptom mean that you can't open your eyes?"

"My eyes are obviously wide open!" Xiao Gang patted Fu Jiang's hand away, "It's a hand."

Fu Jiang squinted his eyes and grabbed the opponent's right hand.

I saw that the back of Xiaogang's right hand was slightly red and swollen, and there were abrasions on the knuckles.

"A fight?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Gang was startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

"I'm a doctor, a reliable doctor." Fu Jiang rubbed his temples and began to guess wildly, "Your fracture of the fifth metacarpal bone requires immediate treatment, otherwise"

His expression gradually became dignified, as if Xiao Gang's time was running out.

(End of this chapter)