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The term "Germany/Orthopedics" hadn't been invented in the [-]th century, but Viscount Charny has already demonstrated his high level of understanding of the term with his vivid expressions.

"Sherlock," outside the ward, Viscount Shani lowered his voice, glanced at Sherlock quietly, and asked cautiously: "Miss Mi Zao is really your cousin?"

"Of course." Sherlock said impatiently, he knew very well that this goldfish was full of rubbish and fertilizer, but now Mi Zao was in the ward, so he could only endure it.

But Sherlock obviously doesn't understand that in the world of goldfish, there is a saying called "kick your nose to your face".

Viscount Shani proved this with his words——

"I see, Sherlock, I will firmly support you!"

He said swearingly.

Sherlock: I really want to slap this bastard into the wall, the kind that can't be picked out.

When Sherlock was thinking between "fried goldfish" and "fried fish nuggets", the surgeon came out wearing a mask: "The operation was a success. Thank you very much Miss Mi Zao for providing the anesthetic and disinfectant, and telling us We've learned a lot about infection."

"Of course." Sherlock looked up proudly, "If you don't do well, she doesn't mind cutting herself."

Surgeon & Viscount Shani: ...

Couldn't communicate well at all.

"After the operation, Miss Mi Zao should take a good rest." The surgeon suggested, "I used a lot of gauze. Her internal organs were ruptured and bled due to a heavy blow, and the person who beat her absolutely didn't leave any room for it. It's okay." It was delivered in time, and some people did not care about internal bleeding, leading to death directly in the end."

The corners of Sherlock's mouth became tighter and tighter following the doctor's narration. Seeing that his expression was not good, Viscount Shani quickly changed the topic: "Can we go and see her now?"

"Of course. But the effects of the anesthetic haven't passed so quickly, she's still in a coma, and she should wake up after a while, please keep your footsteps quiet."

Sherlock nodded, and the doctor gave a few more instructions before leaving.Viscount Shani didn't want to be a light bulb, so he found an excuse to stay outside. In the end, only Sherlock entered the ward.

Mi Zao was lying on the hospital bed, without the cover of glasses, she looked more like a female college student than a smart strong woman.

Asians age slowly. She is already 25 years old, but she still has traces of baby fat on her face.And she doesn't care about this, because in her dictionary, she can't evaluate a woman by her face, but by her actions.

Sherlock found a chair and sat down, took out a book from his pocket and read it.When the sun kissed Mi Zao's eyelids again, she opened them.

"Your alertness has dropped to the level of a single-celled organism." Sherlock taunted.

Mi Zao just stared at the ceiling without speaking.

Sherlock was still reading the book, but after waiting for a while without hearing a response, he said to himself, "It seems that you are so stupid that even a goldfish shakes its head and sighs..."

"Shut up." Mi Zao licked her puffy lips, and retorted unceremoniously, "You are noisier than a goldfish."

Sherlock closed the book with a snap, trying to reason with Mi Zao, but found that she closed her eyes again.

Calm and tired.

Sherlock stared at her for a while, then sat down slowly, and continued to pick up the book and read.After a long while, he heard Mi Zao's voice: "Your book is upside down."

"Your brain is eaten by goldfish, the gene pool is polluted, and human beings may become extinct."

Sherlock snapped back, closing the book, his eyes on her.

Mi Zao didn't look at him, but stared at the ceiling: "I have thought about death. Of course, except for those who are trying so hard to die. I am referring to ordinary people's thinking about death."

Sherlock: ...

Forget it, don't care about goldfish.

"There is nothing to worry about. With this time, we would have caught criminals and received a lot of cases..." In Sherlock's words, there was infinite hope for the future.

Mi Zao looked at him, as if looking at the cat she raised in Iceland when she was a child.

She couldn't help showing a kind aunt smile.

"Don't show that disgusting smile like a goldfish." Sherlock looked at Mi Zao, frowned, with disgust on his face.

Mi Zao laughed and coughed, touching the wound, causing her face to twitch into a shrunken purple cabbage.

"Sorry." Mi Zao covered her belly, "I thought of a very interesting thing."

"interesting?"

"I once raised a cat in Iceland. It had green eyes and black fur. It was extremely arrogant." Mi Zao stared at the ceiling, her smile slowly shrinking, and the last sentence suddenly stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything. Out.

Mixed with the mottled red past, she buried it and smashed it together with the darkness in her heart, and she no longer wanted to dig through the trash.

However, people’s contradictions often lie in constantly recalling the past, twisting the present self and the past self into a rope, searching for objects to rely on in memory, and using the hook of thinking to tie them into a knot, loosen them, and twist them into a ball , and then release it.

Repeatedly like this, the anxiety in my heart continues to magnify, but people feel extremely tired-the exhaustion of inertia.

Sherlock wanted to refute, but seeing her face, he just rolled his eyes silently: "The cat's IQ is even lower than that group of goldfish, I'm curious how you connect this single-celled creature with me. "

"Appearance." Mi Zao said, leaning on his arms and staring at his long face.

This time it was Sherlock's turn to run out of words.It's not that I'm embarrassed by the lady, but I'm angry.

"Huh? Appearance?" Sherlock gritted his teeth, "A furry mammal has nothing in common with me."

"It's pretty similar now." Mi Zao said with great interest, "The cat I raised used to be the same when it was fried. You have no hair, but your expression is basically the same as his."

Sherlock: "..."

After Mi Zao finished teasing Sherlock, he continued to post his own blankness.

The room fell into silence.Until Viscount Shani knocked on the door: "Sherlock, the ghost case of the opera house has progressed. We found a mirror in Christine's room. Behind the mirror is a passage leading to the ground..."

"Great!" Sherlock stood up and straightened his clothes, "Let's go now, the sooner the criminal is caught, the better. Mi Zao, you can recuperate here."

After speaking, he picked up his deerstalker hat from the coat rack and put it on his head, and was about to leave.

But Mi Zao's voice sounded behind him: "Remember to bring a bottle of safflower oil, the temples are still green."

Sherlock paused, "Got it." As he spoke, he walked to the bedside table, opened the second drawer, took out a small bottle, and quickly put it in his pocket, "BYE."

"BYE."

Mi Zao watched Sherlock disappear at the door.

A day later, Phantom was apprehended by the Paris police.

Mrs. Geary and Christine were also invited to tea.

On the side of Mi Zao's bedside, Viscount Shani gave a passionate speech about the process of capturing the phantom Eric.

Mi Zao looked at the vibrant trees outside the window and said, "So, you are going to be engaged to Christine?"

"Oh, yes!" Viscount Shani said excitedly, "I would like to invite you two to our engagement banquet."

As he spoke, he took out two exquisite invitation cards and handed them to Sherlock who was in deep thought and Mi Zao on the hospital bed.

Mi Zao opened the invitation card and stopped looking at the invitation column: "Fitzwilliam Robinson Henry Darcy..."

she murmured.

"Does Miss Mi Zao know Mr. Darcy?" Viscount Shani was surprised.

"It's not just acquaintance." Mi Zao put on the air of a magic stick, "I also know who his wife is!"

Viscount Shani frowned: "Mr. Darcy hasn't married yet..."

"I mean his future wife." Mi Zao added.

"Could it be that...you know how to divination?" Viscount Shani lifted up his clothes and walked to Mi Zao's bed and sat down. "Please do the math for Christine and me! The price is negotiable, thank you!"

Mi Zao: ...

This person is so stupid, he has no sense of accomplishment when he cheats.

"I know oriental divination. We'll talk about the money after we've settled it."

Mi Zao took out her notebook, and there was a lot of messy withered grass in it, she randomly gathered it together, "You choose three."

Viscount Shani randomly smoked three sticks of different lengths.Mi Zao slowly opened the divination commentary on the phone, read it once, and said seriously to Viscount Shani: "This result is Zhongji."

"Whether Zhongji is good... or..." Viscount Shani couldn't understand the Oriental divination technique at all, and his face was full of confusion.

"It means not bad. Judging from the hexagram, Christine is a sentimental, sensitive and innocent girl. She will live happily after marrying you, and she will become a first-class opera singer, but—"

Viscount Shani's heart rose to his throat.

"She will go many years before you. And, I'm afraid you won't have children."

Mi Zao ignored Sherlock's rolled eyes, and said to Viscount Shani solemnly.

"What? My Christine... She, she will go before me? Miss Mi Zao, no, Master Mi, is there a solution?"

Viscount Shani panicked.

When Mi Zao and Sherlock were able to accurately deduce the existence of the ghost of the opera house last time, he felt that they were not ordinary people.

Mr. Holmes can catch the criminal in just a few minutes.

How could his cousin, Miss Mi Zao, be so bad?

Not to mention that her oriental spells are extremely miraculous, and every word she said hits the point (actually a psychological suggestion), Viscount Shani firmly believes in this.

"Of course, but life doesn't come for nothing." As soon as Mi Zao finished speaking, Sherlock said, "Extend life? Your joke is not funny at all."

"If I can't continue my life, why do you think Miko is so respected by people?"

Mi Zao said seriously.

Viscount Shani was stunned: "Witch?"

"That's right. According to the French side, I'm a wizard, or a witch, not a fortuneteller."

Mi Zao explained kindly.

"Then master, can you help me renew Christine's life? You can pay as much as you want!"

Mi Zao didn't look at him, but looked at Sherlock: "You want to find an animal that is willing to die for her, whether it is a human or an animal. Remember, it is a creature that is willing to die for her."

Viscount Shani was stunned, and then said: "I! Exchange my life for hers! It would be the best if I could be buried at the same time as her!"

"Think about it, she's not your wife yet."

Mi Zao vaccinated him.

"I've already thought about it. Apart from her, I will never fall in love with another woman in my life."

Mi Zao really wanted to say "Then you will fall in love with a man in this life", but in order to get acquainted with Darcy, she followed the clues to find Mi Zao in this world.She put up with it.

Mi Zao said to Sherlock: "Bring me my coat."

Sherlock rose reluctantly, handing her her coat.

Mi Zao rummaged through the two pockets of his jacket, and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, a pen, a box of ink, some incense sticks, an incense burner and a lighter.

She tapped some ink with a pen, then put the pen away, lit the incense, closed her eyes and turned her upper body to bow in all directions, muttering something while praying, and finally inserted the incense into the incense burner.

A miraculous scene appeared. There was obviously no wind in the room, but the smoke did not spread out slowly upwards in a straight line, but circled around Viscount Benny, wrapping around him, forming a cocoon. shape.

Mi Zao nodded, took out another bell, and shook it in front of Viscount Shani's altar, his gaze became distracted with the sound of the bell, Mi Zao quickly dipped his finger in some water and sprinkled it on his face, he Just woke up.

The smoke was collected in the bell, and Mi Zao shook the bell to shake the smoke onto the prepared talisman paper.After the talisman was full of smoke, it slowly flew up from the table by itself, circled around Viscount Shani, and landed on the table again.

The step of accepting orders is completed.Mi Zao took out a wolf brush dipped in ink, and swiped it on the talisman paper.

"All right."

Mi Zao blew on the talisman paper, ignoring Viscount Shani's outstretched hands, "Call Christine, I will feed her with my own hands."