really tired...

Toru Amuro frowned: "Lin, you won't be beaten, right?"

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

His face darkened, and Lin Qingzhu felt his fist harden: "How could it be? I am the only one who beats others, how could someone beat me?"

After thinking about it, Toru Amuro frowned suspiciously: "That's right, if it wasn't for a quack doctor or some kind of medical accident, ordinary people wouldn't beat up a doctor."

Gin for ordinary people: "..." Are you polite?

Lin Qingzhu who was beaten: "..." Is it polite to you?

Chapter 21 I am a serious clinic here

"The noble son of the Heisei era, the combination of Sherlock Holmes and Watson, the perfect blend of doctor and detective."

"A new famous detective in the new era, a physician detective—Lin Qingzhu!"

Lin Qingzhu: "???"

I look puzzled.

Closing the newspaper in his hand, Lin Qingzhu felt that the world was a bit unreal.

It's true that he wants to gain status and reputation, but is this gimmick made by the media serious?

He only solved two cases, and he was blown up by the Japanese media like this... It's not, it's really not...

He doubted himself when he heard it.

No wonder Kudo Shinichi is so arrogant in his bones, he dares to break into any situation he sees, good guy, he has been praised like this since he was a child, it is good if he is not praised!

It can only be said that it is not easy to grow up like this and maintain one's heart.

Squeezing the space between his eyebrows, Lin Qingzhu remembered what had happened in the past few days.

After being discovered by Amuro Toru that day, he started.Posted in 'Yu.Xiao' said.group: 9? :8;0, :2?0, 5:8,5.6, it took a lot of effort to get rid of the blonde detective's questioning.

In just a few sentences, the two used all kinds of psychological tactics and clichés.

In the end, Lin Qingzhu really had no choice but to shamefully use the lifelong acting skills of a 30-year-old junior, Lin Qingzhu, to the nearly 20-year-old man, Toru Amuro.

A pair of clear eyes vividly interpreted the demeanor of hesitating to speak, enduring exhaustion and pleading.

The final result was - the old man Toru Amuro sighed helplessly, and let Lin Qingzhu go worryingly.

Afterwards, Lin Qingzhu, who was still bleeding, didn't dare to waste any more time, and stayed at home honestly for a week to recover from his injuries, receiving a few patients with minor illnesses and pains from time to time.

Of course, he didn't do nothing this week.for example…

He filled the loopholes in the system of the public security zero team and added several layers of defense.

Another example…

He finally finished copying, ah no, borrowed from a famous mystery and suspense novel in his mind, revised it, and submitted it to the publishing house.

In the end, who knows, the matter of his novel submission has not yet come to fruition, and the matter of solving the case before was exposed by the media, and each of them boasted more than the other.

Well, I guess the Neon people are used to this kind of hot-blooded anime-style flattery, so he just doesn't care about it, it's not bad for him anyway.

Moreover, his gimmicks are indeed quite sufficient.

Putting down the newspaper, just as Lin Qingzhu was about to call Qilin to go out, three men in black rushed in, one of whom was still bleeding.

Two of them have been protecting the man in the middle, and the man in the middle is the one covered in blood.

His right forearm was twisted abnormally, and there was a deep and long gash on the arm.

But that's not the point. What caught Lin Qingzhu's attention was that the three of them looked like gangsters.

The injured man in the middle was tall and thick, and his body was so strong that he could almost compare with vodka. His two thick arms were tattooed into big flower arms, and a black shoulder dragon on one side, he looked very much like a gangster from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Also very similar...

In my memory, in the emergency department of the Native World Hospital, there will be typical objects of medical trouble at night.

Good guy, these people fight gangsters at night, rush to the emergency department of the hospital when they are injured, and what's more, they despise doctors for their poor skills!

He also looks like a social phobia (social phobia), threatening at every turn, so frightened that doctors dare not do anything, for fear of being slapped.

In an instant, Lin Qingzhu became vigilant.

But before Lin Qingzhu could speak, the injured man yelled out: "Doctor Lin, please, save me! Save my baby dragon!"

Lin Qingzhu: "..." Huh?

"Yes, doctor, save our elder brother!"

"We belong to the Sumiyoshi Association, and we were introduced by Mrs. Busujima. She said that your medical skills are very good, and you will definitely be able to cure our elder brother."

"Doctor Lin, with the title of Jade Hand Leng Doctor, you must have a way to keep our elder brother's hand!"

"Please! Don't you know, our eldest brother is in bad luck today!"

Before Lin Qingzhu opened his mouth to ask questions, the two younger brothers scrambled to explain the matter thoroughly like pouring beans.

Lin Qingzhu: "???"

I have a black question mark on my face.

He understands Sumiyoshi meeting, he understands good medical skills, and Kiriko Bujima introduced them, he also understands this.

But what the hell is a baby dragon?

Since when did he have the title of cold doctor with jade hands?

Why doesn't he know?

And the Neon people like to give people nicknames, he has expected this, after all, when he was born in the world, the Neon people's hobby of giving people nicknames is world-famous.

And the louder and more exaggerated the better, the whole anime has two flavors.

That's right, his nickname...

How to give him a feeling of female fantasy style?

Lin Qingzhu, who was in a daze, quickly interrupted the three naive shouts on the ground: "Wait, I am a serious clinic here, and the specifications are not enough to set bones."

"Doctor Lin, Sister Dudao has told us all, so don't pretend, it's urgent, help me!"

When the injured man heard Lin Qingzhu's words, he immediately became anxious: "I know we came at the wrong time, but it's not in a hurry! Look at the bleeding!"

"In this way, as long as Dr. Lin can save my baby dragon, you can just call him brother in the future! If it doesn't work, can you tell me if you can save it?"

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

With all due respect, it's not that I don't want to save, the problem is...

What the hell is your baby dragon?

And you are a small leader of the extreme organization, the big brother of the underworld.

What do you mean by throwing and rolling on the floor of my hospital?

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small theater

Kishima Kiriko proudly raised her chin: "Look, the guest I introduced to you is interesting enough!"

Lin Qingzhu: "Thank you! What kind of beasts are you introducing?!"

(?oo?)!

I was so scared that I almost didn't backhand my gun.

In the end... I made my grandpa laugh!

Chapter 22 I want to see a mighty and domineering dragon

I got a headache from the noise of the three people yelling.

Lin Qingzhu rubbed his swollen and painful temples, got up and looked at the wound in front of the underworld brother, and his tone was a little confused:

"Your injury is not serious, basically you can find any hospital to treat it."

The eldest brother shook his head like a rattle: "It's different, Dr. Lin, they can't save my baby dragon."

Lin Qingzhu paused when he checked the wound: "What the hell is Baby Dragon?"

"That's it!" The eldest brother pointed to his arm sincerely.

Lin Qingzhu froze for a moment: "Tattoos?"

"That's right!" The eldest brother nodded immediately, and said excitedly, "I'm Feishi. I sent 'Yu.Xiao' said.group:9?:8;0,:2?0:5, boss It's only because of my strength that I got the tattoo!"

As he spoke, he cursed angrily: "It's all because of that bastard who slashed at my dragon. Those doctors are trash too. They went to many hospitals and said they couldn't save my baby dragon!"

Lin Qingzhu felt his head hurt even more, pinched the center of his brows, and took a deep breath: "You said you want to save your dragon, how can you save it?"

"Doctor Lin, look." The eldest brother pointed to the tattoo on his arm and said, "It was originally a vivid and complete body. Those doctors said that the patterns and lines were destroyed after suturing, and it was impossible to restore it to its original appearance."

"Can you do it? Even if it can't be exactly the same after stitching, it still has to be a mighty and domineering dragon." Said, the eldest brother looked at him expectantly.

"It's a bit troublesome, but it can be done." Lin Qingzhu bent down to carefully observe the patterns and wounds on his arm, and gave him a positive answer.

"Great! Brother, you are saved!" A younger brother next to him immediately cried out happily, as if he was the one who was saved.

In the end, he was slapped on the head by the eldest brother in an instant: "What is it called, what do you mean I am saved, it is my precious dragon who is saved."

After finishing speaking, the eldest brother immediately turned around and looked at Lin Qingzhu obsequiously: "Doctor Lin, look, can you deal with it for me quickly?"

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

Tsk, my head hurts even more.

After beating his waist, Lin Qingzhu straightened up and walked around behind the counter, taking out medical tools from the cabinet behind him.

After standing for a while, my waist began to feel sore.

Holding the things, Lin Qingzhu closed the door of the clinic and walked to the other side: "Follow me to the basement."

"Hey! Okay!" The elder brother quickly responded happily, then turned to tell the two younger brothers, "You two just stay here and watch."

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