Chapter Twenty-Three: Fantasy Mite, a belated invitation to the hospital
Kiyama chūn lazily held his chin with one hand, shook the mouse with the other, and a pair of tired eyes swept around the computer.
"Click"
The sound of the main entrance being opened by a key sounded.
Kiyama chūn Sheng ignored it.
The only people who have this door key are himself and the newly recruited apprentice Misaka Hunting.
I was afraid that it would be too troublesome to open the door, so I gave the key to Misaka to find the truth.
But!
Why is he here again?
Didn't you ask him to go to the Shuiho Institution Hospital to find out the situation? Why did he come here today?
"Mr. Kiyama! Mr. Kiyama!"
With a smile on his face, Misaka walked to Kiyama's study and picked up a copy of the research report on the AIM diffusion field on the shelf. Sitting on the sofa, while watching, I reported to Kiyama Chūnsheng.
"The weather near the Mizuho Institution Hospital was sunny and cloudless, the outside temperature was very high, and the bench in front of the Suiho Institution Hospital was obscured by the shadows of the trees for a short time......"
Kiyama chūn raw clenched the mouse.
"I didn't ask you to observe feng shui at all, okay! I told you to go and see what experts the hospital hired!"
How can I have the urge to pick up the computer in front of me and smash Misaka Xunma's head!
"Don't be angry, teacher, I just want to tell Teacher Sù how bad my working environment is!"
Misaka said with a smile.
"Just kidding! Isn't your ability to cool down! Isn't it cooling! How can you get so hot in the weather?"
Kiyama chūn moved the computer......
Well......
I didn't hold it, so heavy......
It seems that reality saved you, my apprentice Misaka Xunzhen.
"Mr. Kiyama! Actually, the Mizuho Institution Hospital still hasn't hired anyone so far! It is said that it is because most of the experts in the school city have their own research projects, and few people have free time to go to the Mizuho Institution Hospital!"
Kiyama was relieved when he heard Misaka say something serious and told him that the hospital hadn't hired anyone yet.
Looks like I still have a chance!
"And, Teacher, I can call the director of the Suiho Institute Hospital at any time to recommend a brain specialist. ”
Kiyama chūn nodded symbolically.
......
"What did you say!"
Kiyama chūn reacted to Misaka's words, and looked back at Misaka with a slight shock on his face.
He was able to recommend me to the Suiho Hospital?
How did this apprentice come to know the director of the Shuiho Institution Hospital?
Misaka didn't have the slightest intention to answer Kiyama's doubts.
Instead, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone of the Shuiho Institution Hospital.
See, I can do anything!
Misaka turned on the hands-free function on his phone, and he wanted to show off his efficiency in front of Kiyama Chūn, his master.
"Hello, this is the Suiho Institute Hospital, do you need any help?" the gentle female voice reached the ears of Kiyama Chūn and Misaka Shin through the phone.
"I'm looking for your dean! I met him yesterday after work. ”
"Do you have an appointment?" was still a gentle female voice.
"I ...... I didn't have ......"
"I'm sorry sir! I won't let the dean answer the phone without an appointment!"
"Hey, hey, I really know your dean, we met after work yesterday!"
"I'm sorry sir! I won't let the dean answer the phone without an appointment!"
"But ......"
"I'm sorry sir! I won't let the dean answer the phone without an appointment!"
......
The phone was hung up.
Misaka seeks a black line.
I saw that Misaka Xunzhen's phone was hung up, and he looked deflated. Kiyama chūn gave birth to a gloating expression, who told you to be so arrogant just now!
......
But.
He hung up the phone, there was no way to recommend me, and I was the one who bothered me in the end!
Kiyama Chūn's originally gloating expression was instantly frozen there.
How so!
At the same time, Misaka also fell into regret.
I forgot to exchange contact information, which means that I can only call the office number of their hospital. However, there is no appointment......
"How is it possible, it took me a lot of effort yesterday to talk to the old man who knew him......"
Misaka lost his vitality when he was looking for Shinto, and he spread out on the sofa.
"Say yes, say yes, say yes!"
An oppressive aura lingered throughout the room.
......
"Gourd baby! gourd baby! Seven flowers on a vine......"
Misaka Seeko's mobile phone rings.
Misaka Xunzhen, who has a zombie face, looked at his phone in a daze.
Stiff fingers pressed the answer button.
......
"Hey!"
An old man's voice rang on the phone!
Misaka Xunzhen jumped up like an electric shock, and the voice was ......
"Yo, old dean!"
"Hehe! Sure enough, you were the bad one from yesterday! No, you sue sù that it only took you one day to find a brain expert!"
"Is the old dean surprised? It seems that your information channels are far inferior to ours!"
A smile appeared on Misaka's face at this time.
"The researcher's name seems to be Kiyama Chūn, a researcher who studies the AIM diffusion field of the brain, and my younger brother reported that the researcher he stumbled upon had barely gone anywhere at any fixed time in a year. Guessing it's probably idle at home, you can go and get in touch. Of course, if that doesn't work, we'll find someone else for you! But you have to remember my words! I want my brothers to wake up!"
Syllable.
Misaka told the truth and hung up the phone.
"What about the teacher, I'm letting you into the dean's sight!"
Kiyama chūn also breathed a sigh of relief.
"The next thing is much easier!"
The two of them swept away the decadence just now, and instead they all looked confident.
......
On the other hand.
The old dean was hung up.
scared the secretary next to him.
Originally, I received a call that seemed to be a sāo disturbing phone, but I casually told the dean, but the dean who didn't think about it was very concerned and dialed it back personally.
But the other party hung up without saying a word.
The dean must be very angry now, not to mention that he heard that the dean has a bad temper......
My future is in doubt!
......
"Kiyama chūn sheng, wooden mountain chūn sheng!"
The old dean was hung up, but he muttered to himself.
Who is this? Is it really a brain researcher? Those bad people are too easy to find! There is always a feeling that something is wrong.
If there really is such a researcher in the school city,Contact him first,Ask him to come and then confirm his identity.,If it's true,Just hire him!
......
Although the old fox-like dean sniffed out the problem in the conversation with Misaka Xunzhen. But the direction of his suspicion was completely wrong.
He never doubted that a real researcher would try to get into his hospital.
In his understanding,A researcher will not get any benefit from this at all!After all, a researcher not only enjoys the subsidy of the school city,And can further his own field at any time。
So, the following is logical.
"Hey, is it Dr. Kiyama?"
"I am the director of the Suiho Institution Hospital! On behalf of the hospital's top management, we would like to invite you to our hospital to take up your position temporarily, but please rest assured, we will not bother you for too long!"
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