The hat that was pitted [Comprehensive]

The original itinerary on the second day was the Yokohama Ferris Wheel, the red brick warehouse, and waited until the sun set to take a few pictures of the Bay Bridge.Now, however, all planning has to give way to medical treatment.

Yuan Qian was also nervous on the way to the doctor's clinic, her limbs were stiff.

Chuya Nakahara: "Dazai, where is the doctor? The address you gave looks very strange."

Osamu Dazai: "Since you don't know the way at all, everything I say is useless. Just follow the instructions."

Chuya Nakahara: "Are you sure the road you pointed me to is correct? Why are the surrounding buildings getting more and more dilapidated..."

Osamu Dazai: "If it wasn't for some little guy who yelled not to owe too much foreign debt, I wouldn't have found such a doctor for you. Who told someone to save money? There is always something unsatisfactory about a doctor with good quality and low price. It’s just that it’s good to live in a remote place, at least he doesn’t have any bad habits.”

Nakahara Chuya: "Oh, bad habit... don't spray black mud on me if you have nothing to do. You said that the doctor lived in a remote place? Why did I see you pointing me into a slum? Also, don't call me a little boy Shorty, I'm just not fully developed yet!"

Stumbling all the way, bickering and moving forward.

Standing next to the layers of dilapidated buildings, Hara Chiya looked at this strange place.

The terrain in this area is like a huge bowl, the deeper it goes, the more it sinks down, and the center of the circle is also the lowest point.Most of the built houses are piled up with various building materials. Only from the visual effect, you can feel the crumbling of the house.

For the people of a country on the earthquake belt, this kind of dilapidated house is too dangerous, and residents will die if they are not careful.

Hara Chiya pondered: "By the way, there is such a big slum in Yokohama. Why have I never seen it on the domestic news?"

Could it be that this is the true face of black-hearted capitalist society?In other countries, they want to promote the side of paper scraps and gold fans, and then expel the slum dwellers in their own countries, block news, etc., the methods are so dark...

Let me sympathize with the Japanese residents of this slum with their real names. It's so unlucky, it's really sympathetic.

Looking at the density of houses like this, the lighting and ventilation cannot be guaranteed at all, and there are no shops. She has traveled so far, but she has not seen any functional buildings. Didn't dare to lift it.The state of the residents here is really bad.

Hara Chiya: Whenever this is the time, I really miss the Western-style shit-stirring journalists.As a conscience, why didn't you tell the world that there are slums in Yokohama?Just look at the cringe-worthy look of those residents, the image journalists are most keen to save.Why are there no warriors to expose the government's disguise at this time?

Yuan Qianye, who knew nothing, was selectively blind, ignoring that most of the local residents he passed by had hair and eye colors other than black.

As for the terror of the inhabitants who were speeding along the base of the wall at the sight of her?

Yuan Blind Qian didn't notice at all.

While walking, she was worried about her direction, her heart was melancholy and her expression was serious. Of course, she didn't pay attention to the behavior of passers-by after she left her sight.

Seeing the small young man in a pullover and jeans walking away, the passers-by who wished to shrink themselves into the shadows all heaved a sigh of relief: This killing god has finally left.

The smart guy uses his brains: Why did Nakahara Nakaya of PortMafia come here, or is he dressed like this?This subtle style is unexpectedly reminiscent of Nakahara Chuya, who was the "King of Sheep" a few years ago.Could it be...

Hara Chiya walked swaggeringly on the rough and unclean roads in the slums, and from time to time took out his mobile phone to look at the road pointed out by "Dazai".

The location of the clinic is not too far from the edge of the slum, and the lighting is very good.

Looking at the clinic that popped up suddenly when he almost thought he was lost, Hara Chiya sincerely apologized and praised in his heart: Well, Dazai is indeed reliable.I just blamed her wrongly.Next time, she will definitely not secretly scold Dazai for being unreliable before the dust settles.

Yuan Qianya lifted his feet and walked towards the entrance of the clinic. Before entering the door, he happened to meet a group of rough and strong men. When the other party saw Yuan Qianya who was alone, he was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head to stop the people behind him, and made way for her.

Hey, the people in these slums are quite polite and know how to make way for the sick.How high is the level of national quality education in Japan?It seems that no matter how bad it is, there are always merits.

It's just that the size of these burly men is a bit scary.

Hara Chiya, who didn't dare to thank her face to face, looked straight ahead, nodded her thanks, and walked straight into the room.

Seeing the young man with a familiar face disappear on the other side of the door, the big man in the head let out a sigh of relief: "The gravity of PortMafia made Zhongyuan Zhongye appear here, still in casual clothes... let's go, don't come looking for me anytime soon Doctor."

"Boss!" A burly man behind him shouted eagerly, "But we can't do without doctors at all. Is PortMafia so overbearing?! Even secret doctors are going to be taken over."

"Yes, yes, we came here secretly, it should be fine."

The big man in the lead narrowed his eyes slightly: "Casual clothes are for concealing his identity. Do you think Zhongyuan Zhongye came here for a private matter or a business?"

The younger brothers behind him hesitated and gave the same answer, "...it's a personal matter."

"PortMafia won't send cadres to run errands for business, right?"

"...Whether it's a business or a private matter, Zhong Yuanzhong obviously doesn't want others to know his whereabouts. After seeing his destination, we won't be silenced, boss?"

The leader of the big man took a look at the younger brother who said this, and simply nodded, "It is because of this kind of worry that everyone hides here recently. You guys, remember to have a long memory. Zhongya Zhongya was already on Leibo Street It’s very scary, if it falls into his hands, no one will come back alive.”

The people who were warned by the heavy reality walked silently towards the outside of the clinic.

Is this the deterrent power of PortMafia cadres?It's terrible--

Yuan Qianya stood in the center of the clinic with his hands and feet tied. The glass sliding door of the medicine cabinet was wide open, and the inside was like a typhoon passing through. There was no doctor in the room, only a pale-faced nurse lady trembling.

The nurse said: "@#%@%&...￥%...*"

Hara Chiya's expression was dull: What did you say?I don't understand.

The nurse said again: [Please wait a moment, the doctor will be right back. 】

Yuan Qianya still had the expression of listening to the scriptures, but for her shaky self-esteem, at least she maintained her shrewd and indifferent personality on the surface without collapsing.

Hara Chiya pretended to understand, nodded slightly, and began to look around the room.Seeing this, the nurse breathed a sigh of relief, and began to clean up the messy consulting room swiftly.

Seeing this, Yuan Qianya guessed: This mess should be a good thing done by the team of burly men just now, right?Can't praise those guys enough.On the contrary, it is not easy to be a doctor living in a slum, even risking his life to relieve the pain of the patient.

"@#￥%*(())" The deep and magnetic voice explained something to the nurse.

Yuan Qianya suddenly turned around, and found that there was an unknowingly unshaven doctor in the room, and he was talking to the slightly trembling nurse lady.

The terrified nurse lady bowed again and again, and left through the gate without even taking off her uniform.

Yuan Qian also tilted her head in doubt: Hey, is this a holiday for the nurse?

Maybe it was because the medical staff just now were too scary.

Thinking that he gave a reasonable explanation, Yuan Qian also let go of this question and asked the doctor for help with a mobile phone translation software.

[Hello doctor, I was introduced by a friend to see a doctor for my eyes. 】

The doctor with black hair and purple eyes maintained a gentle smile just right, 【Is your throat hurt too? 】

【No, I'm just a foreign tourist, I need translation software to communicate with you,】

The doctor's smile deepened, and he continued to ask, [Excuse me, what country are you from?Maybe I can speak your country's language. 】

This doctor is quite knowledgeable and knowledgeable.Yuan Qian also praised Dazai again from the bottom of her heart, the doctor she introduced was really of a high standard.

[I am Chinese, doctor, can you speak Chinese? 】

"No problem." The slovenly middle-aged man spoke fluent Chinese, "It's less likely to make mistakes during the oral consultation. Then we will talk in Chinese."

In a foreign country, hearing the familiar language, Hara Chiya nodded happily, "This is the best."

This doctor is really reliable.Different from the people of all ages on the street who are covered with profuse hair, he still insists on plain black hair. Although it is inevitable to wear color contact lenses, looking at his unshaven appearance and forehead with receding hairline, the appearance of color contact lenses This act of chasing trends is probably due to other reasons.

"Please tell me your gender, age, weight, and tell me about your illness." The doctor asked with a serious expression while holding a pen.

Hara Chiya sat on the chair, folded her hands, and clenched them nervously, "Name Hara Chiya, female, age 20, weight 48kg, the condition is the eyes." She twitched and said hesitantly, "My I bought counterfeit and shoddy colored contact lenses, the color faded first, and then disappeared. Now I don’t know where the colored contact lenses that should stay on the eyeballs have gone.”

The doctor pursed his lips hard, recorded it on the paper with scribbled handwriting, and continued to ask, "How long have you worn the contact lenses? Did your eyes feel strange during the period? How do you feel now?"

Hara Chiya looked depressed, "I took them for more than 20 hours, and I forgot them because I didn't feel any foreign bodies, and now I can't feel where they are."

The doctor who finished the recording had a serious expression, and motioned Yuan Qian to follow him to the hospital bed in the inner room for a careful eye examination.

Hara Chiya followed behind the doctor, with a more bitter expression: Although the doctor introduced by Dazai was dedicated enough, it was really troublesome.Can she still come out of the clinic before the sun sets today?

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