I am a good doctor from Stealing Pens and crossing Conan

"I cooked it myself." Lin Yuzhu turned her head and saw her brother lazily leaning against the bedroom door frame, looking at this side, with his coat still hanging loosely on his body.

"It's almost time for dinner. I'm a little hungry. I feel that my brother won't wake up for a while, so I cook some porridge to drink."

As she spoke, Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips, and added a little nervously: "I don't know how to cook yet, I only know how to cook porridge. I saw pickles in the refrigerator, so I used them to drink with porridge."

Lin Qingzhu nodded lightly, saying nothing: "How much did you cook?"

Lin Yuzhu was a little confused: "It's okay, brother, do you want a drink? There's still some left."

Lin Qingzhu said "um", and went to fill a bowl of porridge to drink. It was okay, not mushy, but there was too much water.

Lin Yuzhu looked at her brother drinking the porridge he cooked naturally, with sparkling eyes.

The tips of his ears moved, and Lin Qingzhu suddenly heard the slight sound of the door opening downstairs, as well as the meowing of a kitten.

Lin Qingzhu gulped down the porridge, put down the bowl, and looked at Lin Yuzhu: "I have a friend who also lives here, and he's back."

"Friend?" Lin Yuzhu asked with some doubts.

"Yes." Lin Qingzhu hesitated for a moment: "You will call him cousin from now on."

Lin Yuzhu's eyes moved slightly, could it be a relative from his brother's mother?

"Okay." Lin Yuzhu didn't ask anything.

Lin Qingzhu got up and went downstairs, and saw Zhang Qiling leaning against the wall holding the unicorn, and the door was closed.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, Lin Qingzhu frowned slightly, and looked up and down at the little brother: "Are you injured?"

"Master!" Qilin saw Lin Qingzhu coming down, and quickly threw himself into his arms: "Big Qilin's arm was injured, and there was a lot of blood, and it's still bleeding now."

Lin Qingzhu's heart tightened, and he suddenly remembered something, picked up the unicorn and looked at it: "Could you still drink my brother's blood?"

Qilin's body froze, he shook his hair, his ears drooped, and his tone was slightly depressed:

"I helped the big unicorn lick the wound before, but... although the blood of the big unicorn is very sweet, but the nest just wants to stop the bleeding of the big unicorn."

Lin Qingzhu's eyebrows twitched, and he glanced at the little brother, his face was indeed a little pale, but fortunately, the injury should not be too serious: "Show me your hand."

Zhang Qiling looked at him, went to sit on the stool in front of the counter, and passed his arm over.

Lin Qingzhu looked down, the wound was tied up by Zhang Qiling with a black cloth, it should be to prevent the blood from bleeding too fast, but now the black cloth is almost soaked.

Taking off the black cloth, Lin Qingzhu took a closer look. Sure enough, the blood hadn't stopped and kept flowing. The wound wasn't too big, but the bones were deep enough.

"How did it happen?" Lin Qingzhu frowned, and turned around to prepare the necessary equipment and medicines.

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, and Lin Qingzhu didn't ask again.

Quickly debrided, sutured, applied medicine, and bandaged Zhang Qiling. Lin Qingzhu didn't give him anesthesia. He didn't need these two injections, and ordinary anesthetics were useless to him.

Sure enough, Zhang Qiling didn't even frown, and remained in a daze with no expression on his face.

"Are there any other wounds?" Lin Qingzhu asked.

Zhang Qiling returned to look at him, shook his head, and continued to be in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking day by day.

Lin Qingzhu didn't bother to ask him, and gave him his pulse: "I have a little internal injury, I will make some medicine for you later, and it will be almost enough after two days of drinking."

In fact, with my younger brother's physique, he should be able to heal himself, but drink the medicine and heal quickly.

Chapter 150

[Your father's matter is settled, come over for a medical examination tomorrow morning. ——Gin]

Lin Qingzhu looked at the email on the phone in silence, and greeted the ancestor of Gin in his heart.

After thinking about it, type:

[Is there anyone alive in training ground No. 1 who needs to be cleaned up? ——Ching】

Gin looked at the received email, frowning slightly.

【What do you want to do? ——Gin]

[Want to kill. ——Ching】

Gin rubbed the gun in his hand, bowed his head and typed.

[Yes, you can go there now. ——Gin]

After sending the email, Gin looked at the time, then looked at Vodka who was following behind: "Vodka, call it a day."

"It's so early today?" Vodka froze for a moment.

"Didn't you find a mouse from the Yamaguchi group in the past two days?" Gin Jiu sneered, "You will take him to training ground No. 1 later."

"Brother is going to interrogate him there?" Vodka was a little puzzled: "Don't you all know his identity? There is nothing for the Yamaguchi-gumi to interrogate, right?"

There was interest in watching a good show in Qin Jiu's eyes: "It's not an interrogation, the person Zhuyeqing asked me for probably wants to vent."

"Zhuyeqing is going to vent... is he going crazy?!" Vodka thought for a moment, shrinking her neck silently.

What Zhuyeqing experienced in the past two days was not very pleasant.

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Lin Qingzhu put away the phone, poured the boiled medicine into a bowl, and handed it to Zhang Qiling: "Drink the medicine later."

He had just introduced Zhang Qiling, Lin Yuzhu, and Qilin to each other, and now Qilin had gone to sleep in the cat's bed, while Zhang Qiling and Lin Yuzhu were sitting staring at each other.

Of course, the little brother may be in a daze, Lin Yuzhu is probably observing.

Lin Qingzhu took out a black card and handed it to Lin Yuzhu: "Yuzhu, buy whatever you need."

"Brother, I have money." Lin Yuzhu glanced at it, but didn't answer.

Lin Qingzhu thought about it for a while, and felt that Lin Yuzhu might not be short of money, so he didn't force it: "If you are short of money, remember to ask me for it. I'll go out for a while, and I won't be back tonight."

Lin Yuzhu was obviously a little surprised, and was taken aback for a moment: "Okay, brother."

Lin Qingzhu looked at the two of them and felt that there should be no disputes between them, so he calmed down and drove to the No. 1 training ground from the back door.

With the detailed navigation marks I made last time, although there were a few twists and turns, overall, Lin Qingzhu drove to the No. 1 training ground smoothly.

"Master Zhuyeqing!"

Still those two social mourners in black suits and black sunglasses, still this damn embarrassing.

Lin Qingzhu nodded, walked quickly with wind on his feet, and went straight to the basement.

Now that the sky had darkened, and there was no one on the training ground, Lin Qingzhu went straight to the laboratory.

"Is the gin here?" Lin Qingzhu asked a random researcher.

The researchers have never met Lin Qingzhu, but those who can come here must be fine, and those who can directly call the code name of Gin are mostly code members:

"Master Gin is in Lord Gintoni's office."

"Gin." Lin Qingzhu broke into the office directly.

The office was empty, and Gin was sitting alone looking at his mobile phone. Gin, tonic and vodka were not there.

Hearing the sound, Gin raised his head: "Here we come."

"Where is the person you're talking about?" Lin Qingzhu asked, "Can you do whatever you want?"

"Can't help it?" Qin Jiu teased: "Don't worry, it's fine if you kill him."

Qin Jiu knew that Lin Qingzhu was probably a little stimulated these days, and he was very depressed. His hands were itchy and he wanted to vent, and he didn't want to mess with Zhuyeqing in this state, so he didn't delay:

"I'll take you."

Leading Lin Qingzhu into the interrogation room, Qin Jiu turned and went out: "You have fun, I'll wait for you in the office."

Lin Qingzhu glanced casually around the room, it was empty, and there was only one person sitting on the chair, the same as last time.

Can be told by Qin Jiu that it doesn't matter if he dies, and he probably won't be the undercover Red Fang sent by those countries, maybe some gangster sent by the evil forces, then he will feel relieved to vent, just It can be considered unlucky for this person.

He has kindness, but unfortunately it is not much, and it is not in unrelated people, let alone here.

Lin Qingzhu glanced vaguely at the monitor in the corner, and took out a needle from his pocket.

Anyway, it's all about venting emotions, so it's better to take this opportunity to get impression points in front of the organization, so that they can completely distinguish themselves from the good guys.

It would be best if they could not think of their identity as a red party.

Otherwise, there are many ways to vent, why does he have to find gin and wine to torture him.

The 1.5mm thick, 10cm long needle tube reflects a scary light on the screen.

Qin Jiu watched the surveillance video, Zhuyeqing pointed at the needle, smiling softly, as if looking at her lover.

What kind of strange tormenting medicine is in the needle?

Thinking of Zhuyeqing's little bottle full of bugs before, Gin had a new understanding of his abnormality.

Qin Jiu frowned tightly, a little puzzled, what kind of disease is this?

Zhuyeqing doesn't seem to have this item in her mental illness?

Could it be that other people's pain makes him happy?

Zhuyeqing's happiness is based on other people's pain?

No wonder Zhuyeqing chose the profession of doctor, Qin Jiu looked at the surveillance thoughtfully.

Seeing people in pain every day, Zhuyeqing should be very happy, maybe she still enjoys this feeling in her heart.

Lin Qingzhu looked at the needle in his hand with a smile, and felt that he was kind-hearted. After all, this man didn't offend him, so he gave this man some anesthesia.

Although the amount is not much, it will still be very painful, but it can still reduce the pain to some extent.

The liquid in the needle tube was slowly squeezed into the man's body. Lin Qingzhu pulled out a scalpel, cut off the man's sleeve, and began to make Ling Chi on the man's arm.

Slices of thin meat were cut off, as thin as a cicada's wing, like a fine work of art, Lin Qingzhu looked serious, as if he was saving a precious life.

The shrill screams were louder than the other, and the sound insulation in the room was very good. The screams and screams reverberated back and forth, and Lin Qingzhu was not affected by it.

Gin had a headache from the screams, took off his earphones, and was speechless.

Zhuyeqing didn't stop the man's mouth with anything, he really didn't mind the noise, as expected, he was just enjoying other people's pain.

Zhuyeqing: ...I just want you to hear me, I'm very bad, I hit hard, look how miserable he is.