What's wrong with the doctor is so annoying

I don’t know how long I waited outside, I felt like I was turning into a stone, the red light of “in operation” finally went out, I stood up immediately, staring at the door of the operating room slowly opened, the nurses pushed The hospital bed came out slowly, a bunch of tubes were inserted into Zilong's body for infusion, the wound had been treated, and a thick layer of medical bandages covered his eyes, his face was fine, at least not pale due to excessive blood loss.

The nurses ignored me, and pushed the hospital bed to the direction of the intensive care unit and left, but the last one who came out of the operating room, Orfeakos, stopped me: "Are you a relative of the child? Don't worry, he It is not life-threatening now, and it is only temporarily placed in the ICU for insurance. But in terms of vision... His eyeballs have been severely damaged. In order to avoid infection, we can only remove the necrotic eyeballs. Unfortunately, there are currently no There hasn't been a single successful eye transplant."

As he spoke, he supported his forehead with his wrist, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very tired, but he still managed to say to me, "I'm sorry, but with modern medicine...with my current medical skills, I really can't do anything about it." gone."

Thousands of thoughts in my heart were in a mess, and finally I could only say in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."

Ofiakos comforted softly: "In fact, his injury is not the most serious. I have rescued many soldiers and civilians who lost half of their bodies on the battlefield before, and more people were still intact at the previous moment. It was blown away by the falling bomb/bomb in an instant."

I stared at the other person's tightly wrapped face, and a bad feeling came to my heart: "Doctor, what about you? Working in such a dangerous place, who will guarantee your life? People like you It would be a pity to die in some bombing or massacre."

"Safety? Hehe, isn't the favorite thing for terrorists to do is to take stabs at unarmed civilians?" Ofiakos smiled lightly, but his eyes were filled with desolation. "Basically, temporary battlefield hospitals suffer from Retaliatory attacks, many times the operation is halfway done, and other doctors and I have to take up guns and sweep out those crazy animals. Later they also got tired of this tug-of-war and started throwing all kinds of dirt into the hospital/ Make/explode/bomb and burn/burn/bottle."

My heart trembled, burning/burning/bottle? !Could it be that his face is because of...

Ofiakos saw what I was thinking. He reached out and untied the buttons and straps on the back of his head little by little, and then slowly pulled down the mask while holding it. A scorched and distorted ugly face gradually appeared in front of my eyes. , That is exactly the tragic state of a corpse at a fire scene. I can't even find the position of the nose and mouth on that charred face.

Seeing that I was obviously shocked enough, Ofiakos immediately put the mask back on, and explained by the way: "When I was injured, the sanitation conditions in that area were so poor that it was not enough to complete the skin grafting operation, so It dragged on and became like this, sorry, it was really scary. I wouldn’t even want to look in the mirror myself if it wasn’t for compliance with the dress code of the medical staff.”

I quickly apologized: "It's my fault, I shouldn't ask these things, it's better not to recall these things."

There was a little smile in the eyes of Ofiakos: "Do you think those are my psychological trauma? In fact, I have seen more terrible battles a long time ago, and this is not the first time such injuries... However, one day, I still have to go back to the battlefield. I accepted the invitation of Mr. Mitsumasa Kido to work here because of the consideration of protecting the safety of Miss Saori. This agreement will expire soon, and I will not Been here for a long time."

Hearing what he said, I was stunned for a moment: "Expired? Did you sign a ten-year contract?"

"To be precise, there is no specific deadline, but before Mr. Kido passed away, he promised me that if Saori told me one day that she was going to fulfill her mission, I would be able to leave. As for what this mission is, I have no choice." I know." Ofiakos tilted his head slightly, "Everyone in this world has their own secrets, right?"

I was silent, if trying to stir up the muddy water of fate to make it follow my own thoughts would be a secret... But what happened today gave me a loud slap in the face.

Most of the first batch of silver saints sent to Japan were sent to Jamil by Mu. Moling may have wanted to hide in Japan temporarily, but was unlucky and bumped into the second batch who came to kidnap Saori and destroy the fighting skills The Silver Saint Seiya at the scene was chased all the way and fled for his life to the vicinity, and then Zilong was sent back to Japan at this time.It's like saying that after tossing for a long time, the plot came back after a big circle, and the battle with Argolu in Perseus could not be avoided in the end.

If Zilong's blindness is an unavoidable doom, then will more key plot points in the future be unavoidable?Will the Golden Saints still have more than half of their casualties in civil strife?Will the weeping trio still kill each other with blood and tears?Will the Wall of Sighs still unceremoniously swallow up everyone's lives?

I shivered. If the fate of this world is destined to be unchangeable, wouldn't my thoughts all along be completely ruined?

Ofiakos noticed that my expression was not right, and tried to change the topic: "Do you want to go and see the other wounded?" I nodded and walked in the direction of the general ward according to his guidance. He said that he couldn't hold on anymore. , I'm going to the lounge to lie down for a while, and I won't be sent there.

I thanked him again, counted the house number and reached the door of Shun and Seiya's ward. Seiya had just woken up and was still on an IV drip. Shun was wearing a hospital gown loosely on his shoulders, and his exposed arm was wrapped with a bandage. I was whispering to Seiya about all the things that happened just now, I watched outside for a while, and didn't go in to disturb.

Next to it is the ward of the magic bell. The door is closed, but with my current hearing ability, I can clearly understand the situation inside even if I don't go in.

A crisp strange girl's voice came from inside, it might be the nurse here, her tone sounded distressed: "Miss Moling, can't you really take off the mask? You have too many injuries on your body. Too much, I am a little worried and want to see the situation on your face."

Then there was the voice of the magic bell, who politely but firmly rejected her offer: "Sorry, I can't take off the mask in front of outsiders, this is a professional requirement. I understand your kindness, but I don't have any wounds on my face , no need to deal with it.”

The girl let out an oh, and started to pack her things. There was a sound of shattered glass vessels colliding, but her mouth was not idle, she was still chattering non-stop: "Then do you believe in any special religion? Like muslim women or sikhs are not allowed to take off the hijab?"

At this moment, Saori's voice suddenly sounded: "Meiyi, don't ask the patient, it's impolite."

"...Ah, I'm sorry." The girl apologized quickly, and then the door clicked, and Saori raised her hand to help press the door, watching her leave briskly with the medical surgical enamel tray.Seeing me standing outside the door, she quickly stood in front of the magic bell, smiling a little awkwardly: "This...it's not convenient for her now, can you avoid it?"

I thought that Mo Ling might have taken off her clothes when bandaging the wound just now and didn't have time to put them on, so I quickly apologized and turned to leave.Not long after she walked, she heard footsteps coming from behind her, she turned her head and saw that Sazhi chased after her, and said in a low voice, "Mo Ling said that she is used to being alone, so I won't bother her. Also, Zilong's eyes..." She pursed her lips sadly, "I'm sorry, but I will definitely continue to find a way!"

I turned my head to look at the seam between the wall and the floor in a daze. What's the point of this pale comfort?But who can I blame? I can only blame myself for not being strong enough. If I can get rid of everyone's entanglement and control Yalugolu at once, it won't be like this.

Saori didn't hear my response, and thought I was sullen and didn't want to talk to her anymore, so she bowed to me, turned around in frustration and wanted to leave, I quickly stopped her: "Shazhi, there is something I want I ask you—is it true that Dr. Ophiakos said that you intend to fulfill your mission?"

Saori stood still: "It's true. I originally planned to go to the sanctuary in the near future, but now it seems that the date has to be advanced again. If I continue to hide in Japan, such attacks will come again. There are still many ordinary jobs here personnel, I can’t let them be in danger any more.” She lowered her voice, reached out and stroked a silver shield-shaped amulet hanging around her neck, “…and, if I don’t go back to the sanctuary, then I What's the point of being born in this world?"

I looked into her clear green eyes and nodded slightly: "If you still need any help, I will try my best."

She froze for a moment, then smiled gratefully while holding the amulet.

As the protagonist group hand-picked by Che Tian's father, several small bronzes recovered their heyday at an alarming speed, especially Seiya, as the saying goes, a hundred days of injury, but this kid only stayed on the hospital bed for a hundred minutes. They clamored to go out to exercise their muscles and bones, but the nurses couldn't persuade them no matter how hard they tried, they were quick-witted and ran to Orfeakos' lounge and knocked on the door, and then Seiya was threatened by a giant syringe filled with high-concentration anesthetics He shrank back obediently.

Magic Bell's injury healed quickly, but she refused to stay in the shelter and left quietly without any medical staff noticing.

Binghe never came back, and he didn't know where he went. Who else could make him so nervous except his master and senior brother?It seems that I have to tell the two old men about this matter, and Camus may also be sent to Japan.

Apart from being invisible to the eyes, Zilong has fully recovered from his other injuries. The nurses have accompanied him in rehabilitation for the past few days, and they all said that this is the fastest-adapting patient they have ever seen. It only took a few days for anyone to help and guide himself around the maze-like ward to go to the toilet, and in two days the guide stick might not be needed anymore.

After hearing the compliments from the nurses, I was so embarrassed that I didn’t know what to say—everyone who has seen Saint Seiya knows that the blind Zilong is much stronger than normal, and I was still struggling for a long time on how to help him Psychologically, it turns out that people don't need it at all!After being blinded for a few days, I can run, jump and fight!

Oh no, it might still be a bit inconvenient to do that in the dark at night, after all, you can't see where the hole is and you can only touch it with your hands... Ahh!Everyone is a minor, so stop broadcasting this kind of yellow waste!

A few days later, I took Zilong to take the special plane of Chenghu's family and flew directly back to Lushan Mountain. This time, I finally didn't have to worry about the holy clothes box being held up by the security guard at the customs.Shun and Seiya also bid farewell to Saori one after another. They all had relatives they were looking for. Saori did not stop them, but gave them a lot of information and travel expenses, and wished them a safe journey.

Back at the Wulaofeng residence, Chunli, who had heard the news a long time ago, ran out with a distressed face, and asked Zilong by her arm, "Does your eyes still hurt? Is there any other discomfort? The teacher helped to find a lot of things. Herbs that are good for recovery, wait for me to boil for you to replenish your body!"

Zilong lowered his head and hugged Chunli into his arms, and patted her on the back reassuringly: "I'm fine, but I will trouble you and the teacher in the future."

Chun Li sobbed softly in his arms, but when she looked up again her eyes were full of determination.

I just want to sigh while watching, the suffering of this young couple is still long, this is just the beginning...

He rushed to the Lushan Great Falls and reported the details of the trip to Japan to Tong Hu. After listening, he nodded solemnly: "You are right, the Pope has lost his patience, and the few golden people who will be loyal to him soon I'm afraid the saints are about to start their actions, so you have to be ready."

I nodded solemnly: "Yes, I have already made up my mind."

Clenching his fists hard, perhaps the final result is still a mantis' arms.However, even if you can save one more person's life, you will not be reconciled if you don't work hard.

Greek sanctuary, Papal Palace.

The guard standing outside the gate quietly yawned while there was no one around.To be honest, he didn't really understand the significance of setting up a sentry here. If there were enemies who could break through the Zodiac in front and come here, what would be the use of him besides calling "Help" to remind the Pope?

A slight sound of metal clashing came from a distance, and the guard hurriedly adjusted his posture and stood upright. After working in this position for many years, he could already distinguish the different walking habits of each visiting guest by hearing, and this bit...

If there really are people of God's favor in the world, then this golden saint of Pisces is the best interpretation, just like his name - Aphrodite (Aphrodite).His appearance makes all the rhetoric used for embellishment in the world look so dry and superficial, and even the aesthetic shackles imposed by the world on gender seem meaningless under such beauty.

But the guards will never forget that this beautiful man in golden battle armor is also a formidable and powerful warrior. As the Pope's confidant, no one knows how many traitors he has executed, and there are even rumors that this lord With the power to control people's hearts, if anyone in the sanctuary dares to question the authority of the pope, then when the sun rises the next day, others will find a blood-red rose rooted in his heart on his body.

After the customary questioning, the guard opened the door of the pope's hall, and waited carefully for Aphrodite to completely disappear from sight before closing the door.

Despite the superficial respect, the guards couldn't help but think wildly in their minds—the frequency of the pope's summoning saints is a bit abnormal recently, and I'm afraid something big will happen soon.But what does that have to do with a little guy like me?

The building of the Pope's Palace is very magnificent, but a layer of curtains will be hung every few steps, making the spacious space look very cramped visually, as if the person living inside is very resistant to the outside world—some kind of In a sense, it is.

Walking in front of the last layer of black curtains, Aphrodite took off his helmet, knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Pope, what do you want me to do?"

On the marble throne behind the curtain, a vague figure sat on it. The triple crown and cassock covered every inch of his skin so that he could not see the sun.He gave an order with a hoarse and deep voice: "Go to the Fairy Island to issue an ultimatum to the emissary, the Cepheus Silver Saint Alubioni refuses to submit to the Sanctuary, now I send you to solve this matter, go back quickly .”

"Yes." Aphrodite bowed his head again, got up and quickly left the Pope's Palace without hesitation.

Hearing the sound of footsteps leaving, the Pope relaxed a little, leaned himself on the back of the chair, lowered his head slowly, a strand of jet-black hair slipped out from behind, and hung on the epaulettes woven with gold thread.

He suddenly said: "What are you dissatisfied with? Isn't this a matter of course?"

No one answered him.

The Pope suddenly groaned in pain, and stretched out his hand to grab his hair tightly. The jet-black color seemed to fade away slowly, and the blue gradually covered the seaweed-like hair.

He almost bit his lip to bleed.

In the end, an inaudible sigh escaped from his lips, and quickly disappeared into the empty Pope's Palace.

"...Abel..."

The author has something to say:

After writing this, I can’t cover up some mystifying places in front, so I simply shake it out to explain——

The previous jihad in this article is set to "The Myth of Hades NEXTDIMENSION" (abbreviated as ND) written by Masami Kurata himself, not "The Myth of Hades THELOSTCANVAS" (abbreviated as LC) written by Shiori Teshirogi, so I look forward to it Dear friends who appeared on the stage, such as Fika Xixu Political Commissar El Cid and others, will be disappointed.

I don’t use LC but use ND background, I have my own considerations in it, and it can be summed up in one sentence—the plot needs~

In addition, the character-related settings in this article are not limited to the SS chapter, but also include settings in some derivative works, such as the Nordic chapter and the golden soul, and the deviation between the character's character and the original work will increase in the later stages. I am afraid that the die-hard fans of the original book will not accept it after reading it, so I will take a preventive shot here~

Of course, with the main character messing around in it, the plot direction must be different from the original one. As for the extent of the difference... I'll talk about it on the day I get to write it... (Life Is Difficult to Light Cigarettes.jpg)