After coming down from the Stark Industries building, Luigi gently grabbed the air and a shadow appeared in front of Luigi. It was Ethan's past shadow.
Led by the phantom, Luigi soon arrived at Ethan's clinic. The clinic was located in the downtown area and it seemed that Tony had spent a lot of money on it. No, it was not just money. It would be difficult to buy a commercial land in this place without some connections.
There were people coming and going in front of the clinic, and it seemed very busy.
It seems that Ethan has made a name for himself, and capable people can indeed get along well there.
In addition, Ethan's clinic, like most private clinics in the United States, has fixed working hours and closes at around 6 or 7 in the evening.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
The nurse in the clinic saw Luigi standing in the hall, not knowing what he was doing, and came up to him and asked.
"Nothing, just taking a look around." Luigi said with a smile.
Turn around
Go to the hospital
Does disinfectant smell good
Although the nurse was full of questions, her professionalism as a nurse in a private clinic still allowed her to keep smiling.
"Then could you please not stand in the middle of the road? It will affect other people."
Luigi looked around. Since he was standing in the middle of the hall, many patients who came to see the doctor had to go around him, which did cause a certain impact.
"Excuse me," Luigi said, moving to the side.
Seeing that he was cooperative, the nurse didn't say anything. However, Luigi saw that after she left, she went to find the security guard at the door and had a low conversation with him.
The security guard then fixed his eyes on Luigi, probably putting him on the list of suspicious persons.
That's not a problem. Anyone who comes across someone who chooses to visit the hospital will pay more attention to them, as they might be a potential criminal who is here to scout the area.
Luigi, who felt a little frightened by the security guard's gaze, touched his nose and turned away.
There are many advertisements hanging on the wall, as well as various celebrity recommendations, including Tony Stark, Norman Osborn, and even Kingpin has gotten involved, covering both black and white.
After reading through all these advertisements, Luigi found that Ethan was a versatile person. In just a short while, he saw the introduction of internal medicine, orthopedics, ENT, and even plastic surgery.
Just then, there was a sudden noisy sound at the door.
A man with unshaven beard and messy hair was shoving and shoving the security guard.
"Call Ethan out! I want to see Tony Stark!" the man shouted.
The man's face was flushed, and the smell of alcohol on his body permeated into the clinic from the door.
"Sir! Dr. Ethan is performing surgery and you don't have an appointment!" The security guard resisted the urge and stopped the man outside the clinic.
"Then call out Tony Stark! Call out that thief!" the man burped as he spoke.
"Sir, please calm down! This is a clinic!" The security guard grabbed the man tightly and tried to persuade him.
"Let me go!" the man yelled at the security guard.
"Come on, some people, carry him out!" the security guard shouted. This guy was really strong and he couldn't move him after pushing for a long time.
The man looked at the security guards who were gathering around him, as if he was stimulated.
He grabbed the security guard with his right hand, threw him backwards with force, and then punched him in the abdomen, knocking him down.
Sizzle…sizzle…
Seeing the man making trouble, the guard pulled out his electric baton and several people rushed towards the man together.
This man was definitely well-trained. He was extremely agile and knocked down all the security guards who came over first in no time.
However, two fists are no match for four hands, especially when the other party has an electric baton in his hand. After a fallen security guard got up, he directly poked the man's waist with the electric baton.
“Uh…Ahh…” The electric current instantly destroyed the man’s fighting power, causing him to fall down.
"Fuck, this rubbish, it hurts me so much." The security guard got up and kicked the man lying on the ground twice.
"What are you doing! What are you doing!" Ethan had just finished a minor operation and walked out to see this farce.
Seeing the boss coming out, the security guard quickly stopped his actions and stood aside.
The man was left twitching and rolling on the ground.
Ethan frowned, crouched beside the man, and examined his body.
"Who told you to beat people up? Tell me!" Ethan stood up and yelled at the security guard.
"Boss, he was the one who started the trouble first. All our brothers are injured." The security captain felt aggrieved. Who could have thought that a drunkard was so strong that even several strong men couldn't beat him.
"Okay! Do you think I didn't see it?!" Ethan was still very angry.
He was not angry at the security guards for resisting. He was angry that after knocking the other party down, his own security guards still attacked and assaulted them.
The security captain also wanted to explain that this job is very good, the boss has a good temper, the salary is not low, and it is also leisurely.
"Okay, no more words. You injured ones go and treat your wounds first. The clinic will pay for the medical expenses. Then move this guy to the lounge and let him sober up! And don't hit him anymore!" Ethan commanded.
"Okay, boss." The security captain glared at the guy on the ground and said, "Good luck!"
Ethan has a really good temper. When the man came to make trouble, not only did he not get angry, he also helped him check for free, and it seemed like he was not going to call the police.
"Finally, each of you will hand in a 5,000-word review next week!" Ethan turned around and said to the security captain who lifted the man.
"No, boss. We can go to see the doctor ourselves. Can we not write a self-inspection?" The security captain looked bitter.
"No, there's no room for negotiation!"
Ethan has figured out the best way to deal with these security guards. When the dismissal is a bit excessive but punishment is unavoidable, writing a self-criticism is definitely more effective than a fine.
The fine makes them feel sad for a week or two, but writing a self-criticism can give them a headache and they will remember it for several months!
“Eh…” The security captain sighed. It had been just three months since he last wrote a self-criticism. Who would have thought that he would be asked to do it again just a few months later.
Luigi blinked. It seemed that the man was a good candidate. He was lucky today.
After the security captain threw the man into the lounge and closed the door, Luigi walked straight in, slightly distracting the people around him so that they couldn't see him.
After getting closer to the target, Luigi discovered a problem. It seemed that the seedling he had taken a fancy to might not live long
His body seemed to be severely eroded by radiation, and most importantly, this guy not only had alcoholic liver disease, but also had severe alcohol dependence, which sometimes cost him his life during missions.