"Ah, it hurts!"

A cry of pain came from the mouth of the female killer.

There is no other reason, purely because the surgical scissors pierced the right chest of the female killer who fell to the ground.

Du Wei smiled and helped the female killer to the bed, untying the safety measure - the sheet that tied her feet.

"I'm sorry, but I made a little insurance to avoid being killed by your instincts."

The female killer gasped and looked at Du Wei in front of her with a shocked face.

As usual, after the doctor's treatment, he was eager to leave the place immediately.

How could he stay in the room like Du Wei in front of him, waiting to see the killer's instinctive reaction?

This man is sick!

Looking at the shocked and angry eyes of the female killer, Du Wei smiled embarrassedly.

He was about to pull out the scissors when he noticed that there was no blood coming out of the scissors.

Puzzled, Du Wei gently flicked the tail of the surgical scissors, and suddenly there was a ripple.

The female killer gasped again, only to find that she was now naked.

Subconsciously reaching out to protect her chest, she pressed her hand on the surgical scissors.

Poof!

The surgical scissors that went deep again actually pierced the sphere!

Immediately after, a hissing sound of air leakage came out, and the room was immediately plunged into an awkward scene.

Du Wei didn't expect this to happen, the female killer's chest really has the effect of reducing damage.

He was stunned for a moment before he hesitated and said:

"Well, I really haven't studied medical aesthetics related ......"

"Get out!"

The angry tooth-itching female killer directly pulled out the scissors and threw them at Du Wei.

Strangely, there was no blood flowing out of her right chest, but colloidal stuff was oozing out of the hole.

After easily dodging the scissors that the female killer threw indiscriminately because of his anger, Du Wei spoke:

"That, as for the remuneration ......"

The angry female killer took out a gold coin and threw it straight out of the door, yelling:

"Get out!"

Listening to the roar full of energy, Du Wei ran out of the door, picked up the gold coins on the ground, and walked towards the lobby on the first floor.

As for the attitude of the customer? Who cares.

It's not a regular hospital, as long as people are alive.

Now it's time for him to go to Karen for onboarding!

When Du Wei reappeared in the lobby, Cullen had a surprised look on his face.

Winston got the information, and he got it.

Both of them judged similarly, thinking that Du Wei, who had little practical experience, was likely to be stopped by the old doctor who was hiding in the cabinet and observing when he was trembling with fright.

Stopping here refers to shooting.

If you can't be your own person, then you have to die.

That's the cold-blooded rule of the killer organization.

But now Du Wei's appearance here means that he has completed the test!

This was really unexpected.

Fortunately, after years of experience, he quickly put away his surprise and handed the wooden box that had been prepared a long time ago to Du Wei.

"You are welcome to be a part of us, and as a night doctor, you will have permanent access to room 211.

Of course, the premise is that you need to complete at least ten patient treats per month.

This wooden box contains everything you need, fake identities, fake documents, codes, address books, and more.

At the same time, all services in the industry will be open to you.

Plus, as a doctor, you'll have our protection without breaking the rules.

Well, I wish you a great day. ”

Du Wei took the wooden box and didn't ask what he would face if he didn't complete the task.

For the killer, the only result of a failed mission is death.

The same is true for doctors.

Du Wei, who took the wooden box, took the elevator to the second floor under the eyes of everyone.

After Du Wei left, the lobby immediately became lively.

"Karen, is that kid the new doctor?"

"Yes."

"He looks young, can he do it?

I'm not comfortable putting my life in the hands of a boy who doesn't have any hair. ”

Karen glanced at the female killer who came out of the elevator with her chest covered:

"If he can do it, you can ask Melina."

"Huh? Melina, what are you doing with your chest covered? That kid won't do anything to you, will he?

Why don't you tell me about his life? ”

Melina, who was ridiculed, looked fiercely at the man sitting in the lobby:

"Marcus, shut up if you don't want to die!"

Marcus smiled, not caring about Melina's threat at all:

"Tsk, look at your lively appearance, that kid is doing a good job."

Melina glared at Marcus fiercely, and then she slapped a gold coin on the desk:

"Karen, I need a plastic surgeon!"

……

Naturally, Du Wei didn't know the little episode underneath.

He followed the door number to find his own room 211.

After entering the house, Du Wei threw the wooden box in his hand aside.

He then swallowed an entire bottle of analgesic tablets while using some kind of paralyzing drug.

Then he lay down on the soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Doing arterial sutures had consumed too much of his energy, and he didn't have the energy to care about anything else now.

On the second day, a headache woke Du Wei from his sleep.

Sighing softly, Du Wei swallowed a whole bottle of analgesic tablets again.

Then I got dressed and pushed the door out.

When he arrived in the lobby, Cullen suddenly spoke:

"Mr. Du Wei, do you need a pick-up service?"

Du Wei raised his eyebrows:

"Free?"

Karen smiled slightly:

"It looks like Mr. Du Wei didn't read the box yesterday.

Pick-up and drop-off is just one of the rights that doctors enjoy.

You can make the Continental your home. ”

Du Wei smiled, speechless.

Family? Stupid enough to call the Continental Hotel home, the grave grass is three feet high, right?

However, Du Wei will not refuse this free shuttle service.

Soon, Du Wei, who was stepping on the clock to work, appeared in the conference room of the diagnostic department.

Today is different from yesterday's idleness.

All four diagnosticians, including House, were not here.

After asking the passing nurses, Du Wei learned that a new patient had come to the emergency department last night that did not respond to the intravenous bolus at all.

This symptom immediately piqued House's interest.

So even if it wasn't time to go to work, he took his assistant trio to the ward to understand the situation.

Before Du Wei could go to the ward to see the patient, House had already walked back with the three of them.

I saw House frowning and thinking about something.

He ignored Du Wei and went straight past Du Wei into the office of the diagnostic department.

However, when Furman behind him saw Du Wei standing in the corridor, he immediately snorted coldly:

"Boy, what time is it, do you have a sense of time?"

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