This building has a bright appearance, but it is actually some years old. The elevator is old and slow. Waiting for the elevator is enough to smoke a cigarette. Xu Changqing unconsciously touched his whole body, and suddenly smiled. By the way, eight years ago, I didn't have a smoking addiction.

An aunt I didn't know came over and seemed to be waiting for the elevator. Seeing that Xu Changqing seemed to be looking for cigarette rolls, she coughed: "Young man, smoking is not allowed in the aisle." ”

Xu Changqing smiled: "No, I'm looking for a mobile phone." ”

"Aren't you holding it in your hand?"

When he saw it, he had to turn around in embarrassment: "I didn't pay attention, hehe." ”

The aunt used her talent for gossip: "Young man, who are you looking for?" You shouldn't live here, right? ”

"This is the ...... of Room 7079"

Before Xu Changqing finished speaking, the aunt had already intercepted the words: "Oh, you came to see Mr. Sudo, his relative?" ”

It turns out that the Mad King's real name is Sudo, but he didn't collect this information in his previous life. Xu Changqing thought about it and decided to pretend: "He is my father's brother, that is, my uncle." It's been a long time since I've been in touch, so come and see him. ”

"You didn't come by chance," the aunt said with a look of regret, "Mr. Sudo, you're hospitalized." ”

"Hospitalized?"

"yes, I suddenly found myself fainting in my room this afternoon. An ambulance came and sent to the hospital. ”

Xu Changqing hurriedly asked, "Do you know which hospital it is?" ”

The aunt had an expression of "You can ask me about this" written on her face, and mysteriously leaned over: "I also heard those ambulance workers call, it seems to be Shinagawa Jeseikai Hospital." ”

Ding, the 7th floor arrived.

After standing in the corridor for two minutes, Xu Changqing decided to go to room 7079 to have a look. If the fusing Godhead fragment is in the afternoon, then the Mad King will not wake up until tomorrow morning at the earliest, and there is still time.

The door is locked, but it couldn't be easier. The mage's hand passed through the door panel, turning the handle from the inside, and the door opened with ease.

Walking into the living room, Xu Changqing's gaze flowed over one object after another. He didn't want to let go of a single clue. What fragment did the Mad King fuse for the first time? Did he inadvertently trigger a natural fusion, or did he have a merging ritual in a prepared manner? Did he find someone to protect him? Does he know what the Chosen One represents? Many questions need to be answered.

Room 7079 is small, and all the furnishings indicate that it belonged to some old single man. Xu Changqing looked at the photos on the wall with interest. The Mad King was a professional baseball player when he was younger, and I really don't know.

The room was messy, and the low table that had been overturned was still in its original state. The ambulance staff was in a hurry to lift the person, and there was definitely no time to clean it up.

There was no sign of a fusion ritual in the bedroom, and when connected to the overturned low table in the living room, it was clear that the Mad King had inadvertently triggered the natural fusion. The first natural fusion takes at least three days of sleep, and this time Xu Changqing is even less worried.

Unless...... He thought of a very unlikely possibility: the failure of natural fusion.

In the case of extremely poor health, there is a very small chance that the natural fusion with the Divine Head Fragment will fail. The loser will turn into a rampaging monster and be very dangerous. With Xu Changqing's current ability, there was no way to fight a monster that was extremely overdrawn by the energy of the Godhead fragment. Besides, even if the war is won, it will inevitably attract the attention of the public power. He is very unreckless at the moment. Being blacklisted by government agencies is definitely not good for collecting fragments.

There was a piece of paper floating on the floor in the living room. Xu Changqing picked it up and found that it was a message from the ambulance. A few lines read: Because the person concerned is in a coma and cannot find an emergency contact address, please go to the family as soon as possible after seeing the message...... Shirakawa Jesekai Hospital?

Hey, you're too pitiful, auntie, aren't you? What kind of Shinagawa Jeseikai Hospital, I almost went to the wrong place!

At that moment, Xu Changqing was extremely glad to have a look at 7079 first. If you listen to the gossip of the aunt and stupidly run to find the Shinagawa Jeseikai Hospital, maybe what will happen to the Mad King.

The target was at Shirakawa Jesekai Hospital, and he hurried away.

Shirakawa Jesekai Hospital is not difficult to find. Xu Changqing searched for Google Maps on his mobile phone and easily found the address. It is in a small building in Tianwangzhou, and the scale is not large. Looking at the introduction on the homepage, the inpatient department is on the third floor and has about a dozen rooms. How do I get in? Standing across the street, he pondered for a few minutes. The hospital is not a store, so there is no such thing as closing. But there are definitely visitation rules in the inpatient unit. It's past twelve o'clock now, and the family visit time has long passed, and you will definitely be blasted out if you break in.

What to do, he looked at the small building where the hospital was located, and suddenly noticed a row of hospital gowns on the rooftop. If you wear this, you should be able to fool around...... Right?

The mage's hand was activated again, and a set of hospital gowns flew across the road and fell into Xu Changqing's hands. He found a darker corner, and changed his clothes by dividing them by two. Well, except that the face is too good, it looks like an inpatient now.

The gates were empty, and only the emergency room was lit up. Xu Changqing was wearing a hospital gown and blended in without much effort. He went to the inpatient department on the third floor and began to make rounds one room at a time. There was a faint smell of potions wafting through the air. Exactly the same soft bed, exactly the same white-painted iron guardrail. In the small space separated by the curtain, the furnishings are exactly the same. A bed with a sudo attached to it...... How is it not?

It's not all for nothing. In front of an empty bed, there was a badge on the utility cabinet that no one wanted. Xu Changqing saw that it was for inpatients, so he quickly picked it up and pinned it to his chest. With this, even if you bump into the nurse, you will definitely be able to get away with it.

"Hey, yes...... Mr. Fujino, why don't you sleep yet? ”

With a young and energetic voice, the curtain opened, and a little nurse in a pink uniform entered. She first looked at Xu Changqing's badge, then hung a saline bag on the infusion stand next to the bed, and began to change the dressing quite neatly.

"Come on, Mr. Fujino, it's time for an infusion."

"What?"

What kind of sick am I pretending to be? Xu Changqing had a black line in his head and reminded the little nurse: "Are you sure I want an infusion?" ”

The little nurse was stunned and checked the record book in her hand: "Mr. Fujino 302, it should be right." ”

"But I feel like I'm in good shape right now......"

Xu Changqing still wanted to struggle, but the little nurse didn't say a word, pressed the back of her hand and inserted the needle. "Mr. Fujino, the medicine is prescribed by the doctor, but you can't stop the infusion if you think it's okay." ”

The needle has been inserted into the vessel, and it is useless to say anything. The little nurse was skilled, and the infusion needle was inserted in a few seconds and taped. "Okay, I'll change your dressing tomorrow morning." She said with a grin.

"What kind of medicine is this—this?"