Conan: The Mechanic

Ten minutes later, the kitchen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? "Sister, don't do this!"

"I should tell you not to do this, right, what are you thinking about!" Yingying was still holding on to his ears, dissatisfied. "Forget about the rest, Fujiwara's family is so wealthy, it's impossible for me to be my trafficker!"

"But it shouldn't be such an exaggeration," Qian Yu was about to burst into tears. "It's such a big fight..."

"I can't help it, I can't always see if he's breathing well, and I have to beware of falling asleep." Ying pouted. "So I must bring the electrocardiograph over and let him sleep with it, and then someone will watch him!"

"I can do this kind of thing too, why don't you just call me up?" Qian Yu didn't dare to scratch Yingying's hand, but just rubbed it with her hand, hoping that the other party would let go of her ears. "Why does it have to be you—"

"Because I can't go home for the time being," Hotaru suddenly let go of Chiyu's ears, and changed from a playful expression of bullying children to a very serious look of discussing issues with a boy who is only one year younger than him. "Last night, I was called to the murder scene -- and that person felt... I felt a bit like a Shiba police officer I met before, and the Narazawa police officer who died the day before, both of whom were investigating together before. a member of a case."

"Sister, how did you know?" Qian Yu was stunned. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

…………

after an hour.

A well-dressed, suave middle-aged man walked into the gate of Mihua Central Hospital with a temperament that made everyone look at him, while Yingying, who was holding a document bag, followed him like a wife, while secretly watching his. profile.

This guy is usually a strange uncle when he is unshaven and disheveled, but once he dresses up carefully, he seems to have unexpected temperament?

And when they walked into Gregory's exclusive diagnostic office, Fujiwara was already waiting for him with a file.

"Did you just take one? Don't those guys usually throw me a bunch of them, so I can choose?" Gregory took the file that Fujiwara handed him, and said as he flipped through it.

"No, you'll be in a terribly good mood after drinking this anyway, so I simply experienced a Game of Thrones and chose the one that looks the most exciting for you." Fujiwara stood up, took Hotaru and handed it to him of banknotes, described. "The patient male... Forget it, I don't know what to say - the patient, a boy with an abnormally male appearance due to genetic mosaicism, was in a coma during the basketball game last night and woke up with persistent pelvic pain."

"Although I don't know if you have screened out more valuable cases, but this is not bad, just this." Gregory nodded and said while flipping through the documents. "By the way, with a half-boy, half-girl patient like this, which of you two would be more interested in...this-patient (blurred gender)?"

"It might be me." Hotaru shrugged after glancing at Fujiwara.

"Generally speaking, it's her, right?" Fujiwara also nodded. "My words... If he acts as her, it might be a threesome."

"Anyway, let's talk about your opinion first," Gregory said casually.

"Dehydration?" Ying responded quickly. "The characteristics of exercise are physical injury and dehydration. Since there is no pain in the exercise area, it is basically dehydration, right?"

"It's been a day's worth of supplements, and there's no improvement at all." Fujiwara shook his head. "I think it might have something to do with his body - his genital **** may lead to a hidden uterus in the abdomen that is starting to cause trouble... No, it's the family of the patient who thinks so, and they want us to do an MRI."

"MRI? Family's opinion?" Gregory frowned. "The treatment has two parts, one is responsible for saving him, the other is responsible for saving him, there is no reason for the person who saved him to save him... Forget it, for the sake of the family, let him go for an examination."

"You agree?" Fujiwara was obviously surprised. "I thought you..."

"Let's go and do all the time-wasting inspections first, and let me experience a new life." Gregory shrugged. "Shui Ke, do you have an appointment there?"

"Yes, the outpatient room has been reserved for you."

……

Gregory sat in the clinic, looking at the patient in front of him.

"Male, 23 years old, exercising after drinking, and found a large area of ​​severe pain all over the body after a fall... You have pain in one arm and both legs, right?" Gregory put down the case and asked.

"In some cases," the patient said tangled. "The main thing is that it hurts when you press it."

"It hurts when you press it, and it still has three limbs?" Gregory raised his eyebrows. "Which hand doesn't hurt?"

"The right arm is fine~www.NovelMTL.com~but..." Saying this, the patient pointed the index finger of his right hand on his leg, and as he pressed it, he immediately showed a grinning expression. "Ah! It hurts like this!"

Gregory raised his eyebrows.

"Then it hurts elsewhere," said the patient, pressing another part of the leg. "Look - sigh!!!"

Under Gregory's subtle gaze, the patient pressed many parts of his body, except for his right arm, all of which were in pain.

"So look, do I need to do a physical examination or something..." Gregory sighed when the patient was still hesitant to ask.

"Although you're not blonde, or even a girl, I think we can try the same solution." Gregory suddenly grabbed the right finger the patient used to press the body, and then flicked it lightly. "boom!"

"Ah!!!" With a not serious finger snap, the patient's expression became extremely painful.

"It's not your body that's wrong at all, it's your broken finger, you idiot," Gregory said with a helpless look on his face. "Go put a plaster on your finger and drink less next time - otherwise you wouldn't be able to deal with this problem, and the average person wouldn't be able to tell where the pain is."

Just when he drove the patient away and was about to call the next patient in, he received a text message.

Something happened to his little patient.

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Blonde, a very classic joke, is a story of a patient who went to the doctor and told that all parts of his body were in pain. As for why it is blonde...because the meaning of blonde itself is a bit similar to the so-called big breasts.