The special arrangement of the clinic makes it difficult for daylight to penetrate the building.

The wooden-floored corridor is dimly lit, and people creak as soon as they walk by.

On the walls, kerosene lamps are hung at intervals, and there are oil paintings made of red and yellow.

The doors of the wards on both sides of the aisle were closed, and the doors were painted with white paint layer after layer, as if to hide some kind of trace.

Wails and moans emanated from the room.

It reverberates through the corridors, as if intertwined into a duet full of pain and suffering.

"If you enter the clinic, you may not be cured......

Cheng Shen shook his head slightly.

Kid, the physician's assistant in a white coat, restrained his ugliness in treating the patient, and said flatteringly: "The dean is helping his patient to review, you can wait in this room for a while." ”

"Don't those patients out there care?"

Cheng Shen asked.

"It's ......," said Kidd, "it's not that we don't want to care about them...... However, there are only four Crow doctors in the clinic who are officially employed at the clinic, and even the patients who have the money to see them can't manage them......"

"And no doctor wants to waste precious time on the poor."

He looked at Cheng Shen's eyes tentatively when he spoke, but after only one glance, he was immediately frightened and looked away, the terrifying purple light from behind the mask seemed to contain the most desperate and terrifying scenes.

"Letting them gather outside the door will always have a bad impact."

Cheng Shen said softly.

Kidd said, "Don't worry, they won't dare to make trouble!" Those who dare to cause trouble here will die faster than the disease will find them! ”

"I didn't mean that."

Cheng Shen said.

"And what do you mean?" Some tired voices came from behind him, and Qide on the side immediately bowed and saluted, "Dean." ”

Cheng Shen turned his head.

A man wearing a crow mask of the same standard as him stood behind him, but his mask was dark black, and he wore a wide gray robe cut from oilcloth, which covered his body tightly.

Black Crow.

The other party's rank is one level higher than him.

Cheng Shen took off his top hat and saluted slightly, in every clinic in Xiacheng District, there will be a doctor with the rank of black crow as the director, and his attitude will also be related to whether he can find a job and earn performance efficiency.

"I don't think you can die as a doctor."

He then said.

"Death or not?" Dean Griffin walked straight past him and into the side room, "Young man of faith. I used to have the same thoughts as you, do you know why I've changed now? ”

"Is it because of performance?"

Cheng Shen asked pretending not to understand.

The role he is now playing is that of an aspiring young man who has just entered society and has decided to change something with great belief.

This kind of character design is also more in line with what he wants to do next.

"Partial." Griffin took off his mask and hung it on a nearby hanger, revealing a middle-aged face that had been battered by vicissitudes, and he took a sip from the jug that Kidd had handed him.

"Because I have found that there is a disease in this world that can never be cured."

"It's the disease of poverty."

"The root of this disease is not the patient, nor is it something we can change, but because of the wall that protects corruption."

He said softly.

"Dean'......"

Kidd was frightened.

"What are you afraid of?" Griffin sneered, "The Lower City is already a place they have abandoned, and they can still hear the voices here?" ”

"I will definitely welcome you to take up the post, and every time I have an additional doctor, I can improve my performance."

Griffin turned his head and said:

"But I just want to remind you that since you're here, it's best to put away your unrealistic fantasies, and if you really want to change something, you should work hard to earn money and climb to a higher position.

Wait until you have some rights......"

He smiled, his expression complicated, and continued: "It will be more clear that the city has long been hopeless. ”

Cheng Shen stood there and didn't speak.

"Pretty stubborn."

Griffin chuckled, "Me too, what am I telling you now, I hope you can keep this stubbornness alive." ”

He opened the drawer of his desk, took out a piece of fire paint the size of a fingernail, and placed it in a container in the shape of a drip pot to melt on an oil lamp.

Then the melted red paint oil dripped onto Cheng Shen's embodied resume, and Griffin pressed it on one side of the ring he was wearing in his right hand.

Sincere.

The paper resume suddenly left a solidified imprint.

[Your career resume has been updated!] 】

……

"From now on, you are an official member of the clinic, and it just so happens that the clinic has admitted a new patient, and the consultation fee is quite expensive, so I will hand it over to you."

Griffin takes out a copy of the case.

"But didn't that patient already say that he would be handed over to the black poison doctor......

Kid hesitated to remind.

"Let him deal with the patients in his hand first." Griffin frowned.

"Later, you can arrange an assistant for the Faceless Doctor first."

"Wait......" Cheng Shen suddenly said: "I can try to help patients outside the clinic treat first, just to accumulate experience for myself." ”

"You......"

Griffin covered his forehead with a headache.

"Ahh

！ ”

A hoarse scream suddenly came from the end of the hallway.

Cheng Shen turned around and walked out of the room.

I heard a clanging sound, and the door of a ward suddenly opened, and the woman wearing a blood-stained gown, her face was half uncovered, and a scalpel was still hanging from her flesh, and she ran out of it like crazy.

"Stop her......!"

A bloated, panting crow doctor then ran out of the room.

Griffin came out after him, and when he saw this scene, he scolded angrily, "Why didn't you give her psychedelic grass!?" ”

"She didn't have any money for psychedelic grass! Grass! I swore that I could endure the pain, but I still went crazy! What a damn one! ”

The fat man scolded angrily.

The woman who escaped was quickly restrained by several nurses, her whole face was full of flesh and blood, and she was still wailing in pain, shouting that I was cured.

"If you don't pay the money, you won't give anesthetic? Whether the patient can endure the pain or not is something she can decide? ”

Cheng Shen questioned.

"Who are you!?"

The fat man stared at him.

"Hiss......" Griffin just understood Cheng Shen's character, and he had a headache when he heard the words, and he hurriedly said: "This is faceless, the new doctor...... Black Poison, you first set this patient in place, and I'll introduce you later! ”

"Since you're new, keep your mouth shut...... Dean, you have to teach him the rules of this clinic! ”

Black poison still doesn't give face.

"Rules?"

Cheng Shen didn't further escalate the incident, but his eyes became colder and colder when he looked at him.

"Bring her back to me! I'll treat her well! ”

Black Poison turned around and shouted in an unkind tone.

The woman was restrained by several strong nurses, and she had no strength to struggle anymore, her face was bleeding, and her eyes were gradually darkening.

The madness just now is already a reflection of the light.

Griffin shook his head and said, "You'll see this kind of sight a lot in the future. Psychedelic grass is the quota given above, and every doctor is rationed every month, and the practice of black poison is actually understandable......"

"You don't have to explain it to him."

Cheng Shen said.

"It's not ...... Black Poison's performance next month is enough for 1,000, his brother is serving in the Holy Courtyard, and he can easily pass the assessment, and then he will be a black crow with a higher status than you, and it will not be good for you to offend him. ”

Griffin reminded.

"Next month?"

Cheng Shen repeated a sentence in a calm voice.

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