Sells said: "He has a good relationship with the gold-eaters. If he knew that the gold-eaters were in the clubhouse, would he show up?"
-Will do. Because he has already been there, and left with you.
Nalen showed sympathy: "I hope so."
The Aiboluo Medical Center is still the same as the last time I went there, and the business is terribly deserted. The big pennant in the middle has changed, from the original "Rejuvenation Sacred Hand" to "Love Warms the World", as usual, it is presented by an "anonymous person".
The moment Sells stepped into the hall, Naren stopped him: "Wait."
Sayers asked, "What's wrong?"
Naren pulled him to a certain place and walked a few steps away by himself. After taking out the terminal and aligning it, "click click" and take several shots in succession.
Sells: "…"
After Naren saved it, he returned to Searles and said, "Illya likes you very much. A little girl of her age is always full of fantasy and excess emotion. She often pesters me to ask for some photos of you. You ... you shouldn't mind, right?"
Sells looked quietly at the words on the billboard next to him, "Cure andrological diseases, recuperate dark wounds", knowing that this is the truth of the photo...
"It's okay, as long as you're happy."
After finishing speaking, he decisively took the wicked person into his arms, and said with a smile: "In that case, let's take a photo together by the way."
Naren: "..."
The sudden physical contact made him stiff, so that he couldn't express his rejection immediately. And the consequence was—the first photo of the Marshal of the Empire and His Highness the Prince appeared in Seers’ personal terminal—next to a suspicious billboard in a suspicious medical clinic.
"It's very commemorative." Sells showed a satisfied smile: "For our... friendship, I will keep it well."
Naren: "..."
The prince with the words "Cure Andrology Diseases" on his back could only bite the bullet and force a smile.
"Doctors, go inside!" An angry voice came from the medical hall.
The old Chinese doctor appeared in the lobby full of energy and greeted them: "Here!"
I haven't seen him for a few days, but this elderly man's complexion is as good as ever, with gray hair and wrinkles extending from the center of his eyebrows to his ears. When he looked over, his eyes were kind.
etc-
Naren looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds and asked, "Your eyes..."
The old Chinese doctor was stunned for a while. After a while, he rubbed his eyes, closed them and sighed: "Oh, I'm old, I can't work anymore."
Compared with many people, this old man's acting skills are not outstanding, even a bit blunt.
Nalen sorted out his thoughts and had to recognize a fact: this old Chinese doctor had bright eyes and accurate focus, and he was not blind at all!
Thinking of how this heir to a family of ancient medical skills fumbled for his own diagnosis and treatment last time, His Royal Highness the noble prince questioned this malicious world—it is just a small broken medical clinic that no one cares about and the business is deserted. Such an amazing inside story.
The key is:
At this moment, he didn't even have the stance to ask questions!
It was the "first time" to come to the medical center, and the "first" meeting with the old Chinese doctor, the prince, shouldn't know too much... At least he couldn't show it in front of Searles.
Nalen held back very hard to keep from spitting out the abuse from his mouth.
The old Chinese doctor, with his eyes closed, asked the two of them about their visit kindly but calmly.
"Who's hurt?" He paused for a moment and asked, "Or are they all hurt?"
Nalen said in a deep voice, "No one was injured."
The old Chinese doctor nodded and showed a understanding smile: "There is nothing difficult to say. We pay great attention to the privacy protection of the injured, so we don't have to worry about anything bad happening."
If he's here for the first time, it's really possible to take his word for it.
Sells was curious: "It's hard to say?"
The old Chinese doctor smiled, implying that every patient who comes here will have this trouble, but the disease does not distinguish between high and low...
Sells interrupted his ambiguous words, and asked about the diseases that this hospital is good at diagnosing and treating.
The old Chinese doctor then began to talk about the origin of the clinic and the inheritance of the family, with a vague and proud expression. He also said: "It's rare to see two people together, your relationship must be very good."
The prince who understood the implication was a little awkward.
And Sells, after learning that this is a medical clinic that favors "special hobbies" diagnosis and treatment, has a very calm expression and walks into the lobby first.
After looking around, the marshal made an evaluation: "It is bright and tidy, and the environment is quite good."
Laugh lines appeared in the corners of the old Chinese doctor's eyes, and it seemed that he was very grateful for the compliment, and he invited the two of them into the inner room for a "detailed consultation".
Nalen had to cough, showing again that he was not here for medical treatment. He also pointed to the wall with the pennant hanging on it, and asked, "There are various certificates on it, but it seems that there is no doctor's certificate?"
In addition to obtaining business certificates, health certificates, etc., each privately-run medical center also needs a doctor's personal qualification certificate. Such certificates must be publicly displayed in the most conspicuous place, and if there is a gap, there may be tricks. Patients can also obtain generous rewards by reporting.
And the Aiboluo Medical Center...
Perhaps because of the particularity of the disease being treated, the patients are obviously unwilling to expose some of their hobbies or hidden diseases to others, let alone the disappearance of this "reliable" (?) secret medical center. So for so many years, it has been quietly opened down.
After Nalen pointed out the problem, the old Chinese doctor's face collapsed. He opened his eyes and looked at them uninterestedly: "This is a regular medical facility. There have never been any accidents or complaints. Of course, there is a doctor's certificate, but it was accidentally damaged recently, and the certificate is being replaced. stage."
Nalen's questioning seems to have touched a certain nerve of the old man: "Are you tourists who got lost here? The medical center has been operating here for decades, and there is no need for outsiders to worry about it."
Nalen: "You look nervous."
Old Chinese doctor: "Because someone questioned my clinic."
Nalen sneered: "At this time, shouldn't we give you a hush money that is more lucrative than the reporting bonus, and let us keep it secret for you?" People who hold grudges always try to get back their revenge.
But this time he only intends to scare a few words, after all, the effect of the ointment is really good, and this old man who practices medicine without a license can be regarded as an expert with real materials.
The old Chinese doctor raised his eyelids: "Hush money? Maybe there will be. But the payer is someone else."
As soon as the words fell, there was movement outside the door. A low-key dark sports car parked outside the hospital. A man in a butler uniform stepped out of the driver's seat. He quickly ran to the other side of the car and opened the door.
—the people inside are obviously his superiors.
The car door opened, and a handsome man wearing sunglasses appeared in sight of the two of them.
After the housekeeper made a series of preparations, he comfortably sent the master to the old Chinese doctor.
"Mr. Ai Boluo, good day." His words were very respectful: "This time I will trouble you again."
While talking, the man wearing sunglasses walked into the inner room with care and ease
The housekeeper seemed a little helpless towards him, and just about to sigh, he saw the other two people standing in the medical hall clearly.
"Yuan, yuan yuan..."
The old Chinese doctor interrupted him: "What are you doing? Didn't you tell him last time that he can't go on messing around like this for a week!"
The housekeeper took a deep breath: "Kiss, dear..."
The old Chinese doctor: "What are you kissing? Young people these days really don't know how to measure themselves! Tell that kid, if you don't cherish your body, it will be too late when you collapse!"
Naren recognized the other party, "How is Grand Duke Wald recently?"
The butler nodded, and finally straightened his tongue: "Okay, very good...you, you and..."
Sells stopped him from calling out the salutations on his lips, and nodded in greeting.
Naryn is no stranger to Grand Duke Wald. If his father, Angri Shalvet, is considered an era, and Sells can barely be counted, Grand Duke Wald belongs to the existence mixed between the two generations.
He entered politics at a young age, and when the old prince hadn't stepped down at that time, he broke through a pattern with his extraordinary courage and brains. When the old prince gradually faded out and Seers was still young during the transitional period, Grand Duke Wald was quite well-known in the imperial capital.
But he has a fatal flaw, that is, he is sensual.
He is nearly forty this year, but he has accumulated hundreds of gossip. A few years ago, after he let go of his power, he became even more addicted to the activity of "raising lovers", which is beneficial to physical and mental health.
Thinking about it this way, it seemed reasonable to meet his butler at the "Aiboluo Medical Center".
It's just that I didn't expect... He not only has a lover, but also has a special hobby. The person who was sent to the doctor was probably one of his lovers.
Thinking of the calm look of the old Chinese medicine doctor, it turned out that there was someone behind the medical clinic.
Not even just Archduke Walder...
In just one day, Naren experienced the horror of "there is someone behind" for the second time.
In the process of his thinking, the butler's face changed several times, and it seemed that he was about to distort.
He was just routinely sending the little pet that the Grand Duke accidentally injured to be treated, but he didn't expect to bump into such a secret!
His current mood has been unable to calm down for a long time. Years of professional cultivation have made him very good at controlling his emotions, but this time it is really shocking.
Aibo Luo Medical Center!
What kind of medical center is that, no one knows better than him.
Those "injured" male favorites were brought here from the bed by him. Prince Naren and Marshal Sells? These two people actually appeared here together? !
It wasn't until Nalen realized that something was wrong: "No, it's definitely not what you imagined!"
He said categorically: "We have business to do here."
The housekeeper blushed: "I understand, sir..." As if he had made an important decision, he added seriously: "I will never say more."
Nalen: "…" Don't make things too obvious, thanks.
He thought about it and decided to make it clear. Otherwise, the news that "the marshal and the prince met in a certain 'special' medical center" got out, no matter how you describe it, it would be very suspicious!
But before the explanation in his mouth had time to come out, Sells suddenly said: "Let's investigate a person."
He turned his head to look at the old man and asked, "Did a brown-haired man come here for medical treatment more than ten days ago? He has a thick beard, and his body shape... is about the same as him."
Naren: "..."
The prince who was named immediately entered a state of alert.
The old Chinese doctor narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and the butler also pricked up his ears.