The old dean looked at the delinquent teenagers around him and looked very calm.

Sitting quietly in the back seat of the car, without saying a word, his hands clenched into fists, and gently released.

"Yo, old man!"

A bad and arrogant look at the old dean who didn't say a word. I couldn't help but laugh at the dean inside through the car window.

"You deserve to be the head of the first hospital, you are quite calm!"

The old dean raised his head, with a hint of majesty and a hint of clarity in his already cloudy eyes.

And this majesty, the bad people around the earthquake can't say a second word!

They know who I am, they know that I'm the dean, and it seems that these little ghosts are really prepared!

Who of those people I personally promoted would do such a thing?

The past flickered in the old dean's mind like smoke.

Maybe......

It's possible for each of them to do that!

"Who sent you?"

The light tone, mixed with the meaning of command, used this aging body to show the breath of the superior in the bad, arrogant and fearless.

"How could it be, old dean, but no one has ever filmed me doing this!"

And at this time, under the momentum of the old dean, the bad people have lost the arrogance they started with, and in the face of the pressure of the people in the face, it has been proved that the reason why the bad is called bad is bad.

Misaka's true appearance flashed in his bad mind, and the old dean's mind kept replaying his subordinates.

Not far away, Misaka found a real slap on the forehead.

Sure enough, this old dean doesn't seem to be so easy to deceive, and there are those bad ones!

The hero's plan to save the old man seems to have been blown up, and the other party will not be frightened by the bad, nor will he be overly grateful to the person who saved him, not to mention, he will not believe such a script that only a woman in love will be deceived. Now it's up to you to improvise!

A solution must be figured out! Misaka Xunma, who was not far away, bit his lip. looked at this one-of-a-kind script that had been dilapidated.

What to do!

"Old dean, we want to borrow some of your hospital's working capital from you or something, so that we can live the life of a rich man!

What bank cards, cash, take them out!"

The tone of the bad guys is already a little stiff, exactly like memorizing lines.

A huge hospital director, financial resources, and manpower are not something that these bad people can bear, and at this time, they are pressed by the momentum of the president's superior, even if the ratio of numbers between them is one to nine, but the bad ones are already timid in their hearts.

"Bank card, cash?"

The old dean sneered!

"Dare to reach out to me for money with a few bad things? Although I am old, I am not confused. Will a delinquent boy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard rob my car for no reason? Tell me who is behind you!"

The old dean's tone was very domineering!

"Hahaha!"

Laughing and coming, Misaka Xun Zhensuo xìng no matter what the script is!

"Stand down! You can't scare the old dean! I'll talk to him personally!"

If the younger brothers were amnesty, they hurriedly gave up their positions and let Misaka get into the car.

The script is not the same as what was said! How can these bad people think about this now!

Misaka opened the car door and sat down next to the old dean. Smiling.

"Who are you? I don't know you!"

The old dean looked at the young man beside him, and after thinking about it, he didn't come up with who this person was. Whether it is his own subordinates or opponents, there seems to be no such person!

"It doesn't matter who I am! You don't have to think about who I am! We haven't met, and I didn't even know who you were just a few days ago!"

"Oh, a few days ago? The reason for this is this mass coma, could it be that someone has been watching my dean do it for too long, and wants to use this to drag me into the water?"

The old dean's tone was full of sarcasm, taking himself from the position of dean?

"Huh!"

Misaka Xunzhen's dry smile was also full of mockery.

"Half and half! The cause is indeed a mass coma......! Huh!"

"But what! weren't you sent by some of my white-eyed wolves?"

"Seventeen!"

Instead of answering the old dean's question, Misaka said a number. This number made the old dean even more confused.

Misaka paused.

"Seventeen, we have seventeen brothers lying in your hospital, and even our eldest among them! And the problem is! A few days have passed! But according to my information, you can't cure them!

Otherwise, it's bad to be crazy, but it's fearless and quite scary!"

The old dean looked at Misaka to find the truth. It seems to be looking for a loophole in Misaka's expression.

"Now, you look like you should be the boss of the remaining bad guys!"

"Yes! But so what!"

"Is it worth it! No matter how you calculate this account, it will be bad for you, you can't save them, your madness will only lead to ruin, everyone will lose, and you are in a difficult situation as the initiator. Save them, your boss wakes up, and you have nothing but the right to abandon your current control. ”

The old dean is tempting this Misaka to find the truth, and for the dean, it is often easier to get rid of a patient than to save a patient.

He wanted the boy to say, please get rid of my boss and make my position more solid.

"Haha!

Misaka laughed.

"Don't judge our system by your system!"

"Huh!"

The old dean also laughed dryly.

"Your system?

Misaka said lightly open the car door, walked out, and said with his head behind his back.

"Of course, at least in our system, frolicking together, fighting together and giving birth to friendship, which cannot be replaced by mere status rights!"

"By the way, I heard that your hospital is short of a brain specialist, and we can find it for you, and we can find brain specialists for you who are currently free. But, whether or not you can be invited is your business!and, remember, I don't trust you, and I won't tell you who my brothers are right now, so you'd better not treat any patient badly now. ”

The old dean watched Misaka Xunzhen go farther and farther.

What a cautious nasty imp?

The seventeen brothers he said?, I'm afraid this number is also fictional!

报jǐng?

Misaka's words echoed in his ears again......

Frolicking together, arguing together and giving birth to friendship is something that cannot be replaced by mere status rights.

Never mind!

Since they can find out that our hospital is lacking a brain specialist, they should also be able to find out that there is a brain specialist in their free time!

Let's see if they can find such an expert.

If you find it, help me!

The old dean would never have thought that a neurologist with an identity would have a connection with a bad boy who did not do his job.