[Comprehensive] Pass me the fire

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are too many teenagers and girls who come to me to see this kind of thing, I accidentally..." The doctor realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and scratched the messy hair on the back of his head in embarrassment, "So , where is it uncomfortable?"

I honestly said, "I've lost my memory."

The doctor nodded seriously: "Oh, it must be something wrong with the brain."

I:"……"

The doctor stood up, patted the dirty white coat stained with instant noodle stains, waved to me, and motioned me to follow him to the room inside: "Come on, I'll give you check."

I walked in with the doctor, and found that the medical facilities in this small private clinic suspected of being operated without a license were quite complete, and it didn't look like it could be bought by a doctor with a poor smell all over his body.

Zhong Ye stayed outside and didn't come in. The doctor checked the facilities and said to me: "You look so beautiful and unfamiliar, are you a new member of [Sheep]?"

"No, it's not," I shook my head and briefly explained my background, "I was rescued from the seaside by Mr. Chuya."

Hearing this, the doctor was not surprised, but instead showed an expression of "I knew it was going to be like this", and said in a familiar tone: "So it's like this... well, but from the moment you walked in, I also guessed that it should be like this." That's what happened."

I tilted my head and asked, "Doctor, are you familiar with Mr. Chuya? Are you friends?"

"It's a familiar relationship but not a friend," the doctor explained patiently. "He often brings his companions to me for treatment. They are a group of children who fight and kill with weapons. Bleeding and injury are inevitable. Speaking of it, he paid for most of the equipment here... Although it was stolen funds, how about it, he is a good person, right?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

The doctor blinked at me, and added in time: "But don't praise him like that in person, that guy is unexpectedly shy, and he will be embarrassed."

I said "oh", thinking, that would be more interesting.

The examination process was not complicated and did not take long. The doctor quickly obtained my physical information.He took the inspection report, nodded with a serious face, and made a conclusion: "Sure enough, there is something wrong with the brain."

Zhong also glared at him: "Can you say something useful?"

Being hit was also fierce, and the doctor didn't dare to answer back, so he could only shrug his shoulders. The body of an adult man seemed to be a circle smaller in front of minors.He explained in a low voice: "The result of the examination is like this. Her brain was injured, and the hippocampus of the brain was damaged, resulting in amnesia. Although it is not impossible to recover, it will take a long time."

"How long is 'quite a long period of time'?" Zhong Ye took a look at the inspection report, frowned, and then threw it aside, "Be clear."

"One or two years, three or four years, five or six years."

"...How long is it, hello!"

The doctor spread his hands, with an expression of "I don't know if you ask me", and said helplessly, "It depends on the individual situation. If you want to recover as soon as possible, I suggest individualized treatment, such as [repair] My personality can be cured in an instant."

"Cut," Zhong Ye gave him a look full of disgust, and couldn't help but say, "Then you are completely useless, incompetent doctor."

The doctor whispered, expressing his dissatisfaction: "Zhongye, what you say is too much."

"Am I wrong?" Zhong Ye pouted, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, because it was too straightforward to be refuted, "Doctors who are reduced to open clinics in this kind of place can send It makes me wonder when it’s used.”

The doctor couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily slapped the table and stood up!

...After being glared at by Zhongya, he sat back slowly and awkwardly.He hesitated for a while, and finally struggled to justify himself: "I came to this place to chase my dream!"

Zhong Ye looked uninterested and didn't bother to listen to him, but I showed curiosity, because it is a bit strange to open a clinic in such a place and receive some patients who are obviously not good.I asked: "What is it?"

"Of course I'm learning from the best in our field!" The doctor clenched his fists and became emotional, "Do you know Mori Ogai? Well you don't know, because there is something wrong with your brain. Speaking of which, he is still my colleague." A senior from a university, when I was in school, I heard that he was talented and accomplished, and his hairline was safe. I thought he would continue his studies in the medical field, but I didn't expect him to become the personal doctor of the mafia leader. He became the successor leader again."

"But that's not the point! The point is, I heard rumors that the former head of the port mafia was killed by him, and a private doctor actually tried to usurp power. This is really—"

At this moment, Chuuya gave him a gloomy look.

"——This is really rebellious! No professional ethics! I absolutely can't become a person like him! I came to this place to chase my dream and carry forward the spirit of an angel in white!!"

Chuya's face became unsightly, and he pressed his lips tightly. The aura on his body became very dangerous at this moment, as if he wanted to swallow everything.

I looked at him, then at the doctor who wanted to huddle into a ball, then clapped my hands, nodded, and praised blankly, "Well said."

Chuya turned his head and snorted, the extremely dangerous breath eased a little.

From his reaction, I can probably guess that he had some kind of communication with that Mori Ogai, who is the current leader of the port mafia, or that he had a bad relationship.But I'm not very interested in other people's private affairs, and I don't have the curiosity to inquire. I looked around and asked the doctor politely: "Excuse me, can I borrow the computer here?"

Since the memory cannot be recovered in a short time, at least I should find information about my identity based on the existing clues.

I borrowed the doctor's computer, stared at the slightly bright computer screen for a while, and then began to search for information very skillfully.

Chuya looked at my movements, with a surprised expression on his face, which was between pretty and handsome, and he couldn't help asking me: "Why do you do this?"

"I don't know." I paused the movements of my hands, thought for a while, and replied seriously, "It's probably common sense."

Zhong also complained: "I didn't know there was such common sense."

I blinked, turned my head and looked at him with slightly surprised eyes, and then criticized in a subtle and tactful tone: "Mr. Chuya, there are too many things you don't know..."

A blue vein popped up on Zhongye's forehead: "..."

Whether it is through the name or the face image, I can't find any information about myself, as if all traces of my existence have been wiped clean.But it's not nothing, it's just a little weird.

The first is my clothes. The brand of that dress was acquired 17 years ago, and the manufacturer has also discontinued its production. It stands to reason that it should not be worn by me.

The second is the ring. Although there is nothing wrong with it, it is... very, very expensive.

When I thought that this ring was given to me by someone else, and I had forgotten about that person, I suddenly felt like I had accidentally lost one billion dollars, and it was still in US dollars.

"Did you find anything?" Chuya asked me.

"Well," I nodded, holding the silver ring tightly in my hand, and said solemnly, "Mr. Chuya, I find that I am very rich now."

Zhong Ye gritted his teeth: "...Hey! Be more serious!"

I tilted my head and looked at him inexplicably: "I'm serious. Mr. Chuya, is this how you talk to rich people?"

Zhong Ye stared at me with a "be careful, I'll show you when I'm angry" expression: "..."

"Just kidding, please don't be angry, do you want tea?" I handed over the paper cup in my hand and said sincerely, "I just made it."

Chuya looked at me for a while, hesitated a few times, and his expression gradually calmed down.He snorted, took the paper cup, and took a sip without thinking——

"Cough! It's hot!"

I said faintly, "I just said it was soaked just now."

From Nakaya's reaction, it can be seen that he is probably a cat's tongue, right?Will be tricky with slightly hot tea.

Seeing that he was a little uncomfortable from being scalded, and he pretended to be "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't be too proud", I thought about it for a while, and then put the paper cup back in a very natural way, lowered my head and blew lightly. After taking two sips, the hot white mist from the mouth of the cup drifted into the air.

After the tea had cooled a bit, I handed the paper cup to him again, and said, "Don't worry, it's not hot anymore. Would you like to drink it?"

Zhong Ye was stunned for two seconds, then he came to his senses, turned his head away and said in a low voice, "Who wants to drink."

I said "oh", so I had no choice but to take back the paper cup I handed out, and drank slowly.

Delicious.

As expected of me.

While drinking tea slowly, I told Chuya the existing information that could be found, and by the way, said my speculation in a flat tone: "I can't find my own information at all in the information that can be made public. It is completely impossible for a person to live in this world without traces, so I guess someone erased my information."

"Erased?" Chuya narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at me, "Who the hell are you?"

I blinked my eyes and said honestly: "I don't know...but I guess, it's the police, the kind that must destroy files because they want to carry out special secrets."

Zhong also couldn't help complaining: "How is it possible."

"Is it impossible?" I tilted my head, a little puzzled, and whispered, "But I think the possibility is very high. If it wasn't for the police, I could only be—"

I paused and continued, "It's the Mafia."

Zhong also remained silent for a while, did not speak, just put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stood in front of me as if silently.I looked at him calmly.

The doctor looked at me, then at Zhongya, showing a helpless expression of "who am I, where am I and what is the situation now, can I go?"

After a long time, Chuya motioned to me with the same sharp eyes as usual, and said calmly, "Let's go."

I asked: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the military and police." Zhong Ye said concisely, with a steady voice.

I didn't speak, neither agreed nor refused immediately.I thought about it seriously for a moment, and then asked him tentatively: "Mr. Chuya...are you going to hand me over to the police?"

Zhong also paused, as if speechless.He glanced at me and answered me again with repeated words: "How is that possible."

"Didn't it mean that the police might have information about your identity?" Zhong also explained reluctantly, turning his head away and not looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes.

As if deciding which place to go for a sightseeing walk next, Chuya said in a casual tone: "Then go find it. Just follow me."

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