This boring world without comics

God knows how Jiang Hao came back by tram.

The gazes of people around him along the way really wanted to pierce him, Jiang Hao could only use his ostrich instinct to pretend he didn't see anything.

——As long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassment belongs to others!

He also really wanted to move directly from the power space, but the means of transportation did not allow it. After all, Tokyo and Yokohama were really not within walking distance.

[Master, keep going! ]

The system kept cheering him up in his mind, which made Jiang Hao feel better.

After finally returning to Yokohama, Jiang Hao didn't have time to choose a hospital or a clinic, so he registered at the nearest small private clinic.

When Jiang Hao first entered the clinic, he saw that there were so many people in the waiting area outside, and the doctor told him to go in before his butt was hot.

As soon as he entered the ward, the doctor looked at him obviously not quite right.

"Tell me, what's uncomfortable?"

Jiang Hao could see very clearly. When the doctor asked him this question, he kept staring at his neck.

"It's just that it hurts to breathe, and so does talking." Jiang Hao specially raised his head for the convenience of treatment, so that the doctor can see the situation better.

"Hiss—" the doctor gasped, and gently moved Jiang Hao's head with his hands wearing silicone gloves, observing the marks on his neck, "It may be that the trachea and vocal cords inside were injured, but what happened to you? Caused?"

"I..." This question caused Jiang Hao's pain.

In fact, he himself thought about it on the way back, but he didn't seem to find any suitable words.

However, the doctor didn't seem to want to let it go: "Of course, the treatment must not be delayed, but I think it's better for you to call the police. Come on, you're really going to die."

"I, uh... got it, thanks doc, I'll consider—"

"What?! You still have to think about it?!" The doctor directly interrupted Jiang Hao, "This is deliberate obliteration! It can be sentenced!"

".......Um."

Jiang Hao hesitated, not knowing what to say, after all, even calling the police would be useless for such a thing beyond scientific basis.

The doctor looked at Jiang Hao again.

The clothes are not particularly new, the whole person is still very thin, with a young face, if it is not for the age of 21 years old, the doctor may have to ask where your guardian is.It seems to be the type that is easy to be bullied, probably because of domestic violence or being bullied at work or study.

The neon social environment advocates first-come-first-served, and there are countless workplace bullying, which is why the suicide rate in big cities remains high.He has been a doctor for so long, and he has seen a lot of patients with mental problems caused by bullying and isolation, but this is the first time that he was directly pinched like this.

Although the mafia is in power in Yokohama, they still have a regular police station. How can they make the perpetrators so arrogant? !

The doctor's sense of justice was instantly ignited.

"Don't worry! Although I am a doctor in a small clinic, I am a graduate of a regular medical university. I will definitely help you with your injury and uphold justice for you. I will call the police now!"

"No, no, wait, cough, wait..." Jiang Hao saw that the doctor didn't know what was wrong, so he said he would call the police, and he was so scared that he spoke loudly.

The doctor still prioritized saving people, and comforted Jiang Hao: "Try not to talk for now, otherwise it may leave sequelae, which may affect the future."

Hearing the doctor's order, Jiang Hao was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth, but he still had to stop the doctor from calling the police, he whispered: "Thank you doctor for your kindness, but I'm really fine, no one wants to kill me, really of."

When Jiang Hao repeatedly assured that no one was going to kill him, the doctor finally gave up the idea of ​​calling the police.

The doctor wrapped gauze around Jiang Hao's neck, and prescribed oral medicine at the same time, and urged him to come back to see if there was anything wrong.

Jiang Hao sighed in his heart for the warm heart of the doctor, and then left.

Work, work, this time I really have to work hard!

***

When Jiang Hao returned home, he lay on his little bed filled with the fragrance of green grass and lamented that it was better to be at home.

Although Tokyo is advanced and prosperous, he can clearly feel the anxiety of the people there.

The neck still hurt a little, Jiang Hao swallowed two pills prescribed by the doctor just now, entered the supernatural power space and started working.

It's good that he can't talk, and he really doesn't have any platform for him to talk when he stays at home alone.

The Asahi Shimbun’s official Twitter has already released news about the new section starting next month. It also said that a new master has been invited to join the section. In the comment section, everyone is talking about Feiyun, and everyone has a lot of ideas.

[Expectation is anticipation, but I still hope to come up with some new tricks]

[I feel that I can learn from the cherry blossoms next door. It should be quite interesting to have a serialized short story or something. ]

[It must be Hayao Miyazaki!Hayao Miyazaki is back!Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--]

[Another crazy one upstairs.....take it away...]

Spirited Away stopped serialization suddenly, and no news came out, which made many readers very dissatisfied.

The last dynamic message on the official Twitter of Sakura Daily is only about the increase of Spirited Away from four frames per day to six frames.In the comment area below, the cheering comments at that time were gradually covered, and turned into crying for Sakura News to return their Hayao Miyazaki.

[Don’t say anything, I’ll just ask when will you update? ]

[Wuuuuuuuu please update quickly!The story is now stuck at Chihiro's reception of the Rotten God, I want to see the follow-up! ]

[It's okay, if it's because you don't have inspiration, then take a good rest, but please tell us when we will come back, okay?Tired of waiting—]

[Officials, don’t pretend to be dead. I have a friend who works at a newspaper. He said that the story had already been completed before the serialization started. It was because of a disagreement with Hayao Miyazaki within your newspaper that the serialization was stopped! ]

All kinds of conspiracy theories and brain-moving theories emerge in endlessly, but the official still pretends to be dead, and does not reply or delete, as if they have not seen anything, which makes many readers itch.

This world without comics is like a pool of still water. A drop of water drops from the sky, causing waves to appear on the calm water for the first time...

***

As soon as Jiang Hao left the clinic, the doctor stood up from his position on the back and lifted the white curtain beside him.

"Boss."

Mori Ogai came out from behind the curtain, and took the report on Jiang Hao written by the doctor just now.

While Mori Ogai was checking the report, the doctor also explained: "It must be the mark of the palm, and it is not the most common hands, but one hand. Even if Mr. Jiang Hao's skeleton is compared to a normal adult People are small, and it is generally difficult to create this level of pinch marks with one hand."

"I see. Thank you for your hard work." Mori Ogai checked the report and left without saying a word, even the expression on his face did not change significantly.

The doctor knelt down on one knee and respectfully sent the Boss away without inquiring anything.

The more people in their profession know, the more dangerous it is. Knowing nothing is the wisest idea.

The Port Mafia has many private clinics in Yokohama. Mori Ogai is an underground doctor. He knows where to get more information. These clinics are also owned by him personally, not completely the product of the organization.

After Mori Ogai left, the doctor looked at the report again and firmly remembered Jiang Hao's name.

Half an hour ago, Boss suddenly walked in from the back door and told him that there was a patient of Jiang Hao outside and wanted to show him first.The doctor was naturally full of doubts, but he was very smart to ask without saying anything.

Although the doctor didn't ask anything, it didn't mean he didn't think about anything.

He didn't know what department this Jiang Hao was in charge of, but he must be unusual anyway.Those who do their job must not only pretend to be stupid, but their eyes must also be bright enough——

The doctor locked Jiang Hao's medical records in a safe and kept them carefully. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Yokohama is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

A seemingly harmless little sheep may know a big bad wolf.

.....and many more!

A very bold idea suddenly appeared in the doctor's mind!

This man named Jiang Hao... Couldn't the injury on his neck be caused by the Boss? !

Once the idea starts to form, the train of thought is out of control!

Boss is quite old, he has never had any gossip, and he seems to have never found a woman. This is impossible for any mafia leader!

but--

If the Boss likes men, then the explanation is clear!

Think about it again, if the injury on Jiang Hao's neck was really caused by the Boss, that would perfectly explain why he refused to call the police!It can even explain why Boss deliberately hid behind the curtain to auscultate.

After thinking about everything, the doctor suddenly felt that he might not live long...

In less than half an hour, not only did he know who the Boss' lover is, he also knew the Boss' sexuality/addictions, such as what suffocating sex gao/chao he likes to play...

Otherwise, if the boss really wants to kill people, there are really tens of millions of ways, and this kind of pinching is completely time-consuming and labor-intensive. The effect is not good.

The doctor is very eager to know whether he can survive today......