The first time Mori met Yugo was in the first year after coming to Yokohama.

No one could have imagined that Dr. Mori Ouwai, who was a local doctor in Yokohama at this time, and lived in a very down-and-out manner, was not only a top student who graduated from the University of Tokyo School of Medicine, but also served as a military doctor in the army.

According to the brilliant record he has participated in, Mori Ouwai should not have fallen to such a situation in any case, he could have lived a smooth life and joined any high-level hospital as a doctor with a very decent income, but the reality is that Mori Ouwai not only lives a very poor life, but can even be said to be embarrassed.

And it was at this moment of collapse that Mori Ouwai met Youguo.

It's not complicated, and it's easy to say. After the transcendental intervened in the war and forcibly ordered a truce between the countries of the world, Mori quit his job as a military doctor and went to Yokohama alone, a chaotic area that was difficult for the Japanese government to manage. However, even though there has been a truce for a while, Yokohama, where the mafia and various small groups are mixed, has not been able to be taken over by the government.

In a chaotic area that the government can't manage, Mori Ouwai wants to live well in Yokohama as an underground doctor, and it is obvious that he can't do it alone, so choosing to rely on an organization to ensure his safety as a doctor has become the best choice.

However, relying on only one organization does not exempt itself from its own dangers, so Mori Ouwai decided to find another way.

Since attaching one organization is dependency, and attaching two organizations is also attached, it is not strange to be attached to three, four, five, or six organizations, right?

So Dr. Mori, who "split his legs" into an octopus, lived in Yokohama uneventfully in Yokohama, after all, there was only one doctor, but there were thousands of injured and dying people in various organizations in Yokohama.

Mori Ouwai met Yugo when he received a job to treat the injured boss of a certain organization in Yokohama, he carried a medicine box in the dust, and his white coat was also dusty, and when he opened the door of that organization, he saw not a certain big guy waiting for him to be treated, but a scene of corpses all over the field and drenched in blood.

He stayed where he was, the medicine box in his hand falling to the ground and stained with blood flowing from it.

There were many people in the large room, all dressed in crisp black suits, with a pair of sunglasses on their faces, and a submachine gun in their hands.

Black suit and sunglasses, there is no one who has such an obvious match in Yokohama except the members of the port mafia, Mori Ouwai slowly picked up the medicine box on the ground and looked at the people who were surrounded by black suits to protect him.

That's Youguo.

His beauty was out of place with the bloody scene here, his jet-black hair and snow-white face, Youguo's emaciated body was mostly sunk in the black leather seat, he lowered his eyes slightly and wiped the blood on his hands, his movements were slow and orderly, as if he was wiping not blood, but some kind of artwork.

The extreme color contrast makes him look like a rich oil painting.

With such a beautiful young man, it is probably difficult to involve him with things like the mafia, but Mori Ouwai did not dare to underestimate him, and he looked very flustered in front of a group of fierce black suits.

But in fact, his heart was not flustered, but full of jealousy.

This jealousy should be nonsensical, and logically speaking, a beautiful young man who looks weak should not cause too much malice from others. After all, beauty is one

A kind of scarce resource (), the first instinctive reaction of human beings to scarce resources is to cherish? (), followed by plunder, no matter how you think about it, it is not the turn of jealousy.

However, Mori Ouwai was indeed jealous, because before seeing Youguo's extreme beauty, he heard more about the other party's notoriety.

During the time Mori had been in Yokohama, he had heard hundreds of times from other people the notoriety of the port mafia leader: murderous, violent, tyrannical, and □□.

When he is extremely beautiful, it is difficult for others to see his other characteristics beyond his own beauty, and Youguo, who can put his notoriety above his appearance, is obviously not a good person to get along with.

In the face of such a person, how can you not subconsciously rise from the bottom of your heart with jealousy?

But after the fear, Mori Ouwai was still very clever not to show it, the dejected appearance saved him from the effort of disguise, and the cyan stubble that was too late to shave off last night added to Mori Ouwai's embarrassment, and he showed the panic and pretense of composure that an underground doctor who accidentally entered the scene of the murder should have.

But to say that there is no panic outside Mori Ouwai is definitely false.

Although he is very confident that his strange ability will not let him die here, the difference between not dying and half of death is still very big, and the purpose of Mori Ouwai to come to approach the leader of the port mafia does not mean that he has to pay for his life.

"Sorry, sorry." Mori Ouwai hurriedly covered the eyes of Osamu Dazai, who was rushing to observe the scene of the bloody crime with interest, and dragged the struggling Osamu Dazai step by step towards the door under the cold gaze of the black suits present.

"I'm just a doctor who came to treat the wounds of the original leader, and now I shouldn't need it hahahahaha-"

Mori Ouwai smiled dryly and stepped back step by step, and said with a mouth full of desire, "Dazai-kun and I didn't see anything!" ”

Of course, such words are difficult to convince, not to mention that he is still in front of a group of vicious black suits. Someone had already raised a gun to Mori Ouwai's chest, and just waiting for Youguo's order, Mori Ouwai would become a humanoid hornet's nest in the next second, and those corpses on the ground would be companions.

Mori Ouwai raised his hand to surrender very sensibly, which was a smart decision, at least let Youguo, who was sitting in the seat with a lazy expression, raise his hand and move his fingers, and let the black suits who raised their guns put down the guns in their hands.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Youguo dropped the handkerchief, and the blood-stained handkerchief fell lightly to the ground, and he raised his eyes and smiled at Mori Ouwai: "Who said I don't need you anymore, doctor." There are still people here who need treatment. ”

Youguo waved to Mori Ouwai, his posture was very casual, and he didn't take it to heart.

The other party's smile was so beautiful that it seemed to make people forget their worries, even Mori Ouwai, his brain was a little blank at that moment, making him completely stunned in place, not knowing what to do next.

Of course, for the sake of his life, Mori Ouwai quickly came back to his senses, and after analyzing Youguo's words just now, Mori Ouwai walked to Youguo with the medicine box.

The leader who needed treatment had become one of the hornet's nests lying on the ground, but the leader in front of him smiled and stretched out his hand that had just wiped off the bloodstains outside Moriou, the blue veins on the back of his pale hand were clearly visible, and there was a deep and narrow knife mark in the palm of his hand.

Mori Ouwai thought with pity in his heart: Bai Bi is slightly flawed.

I can only think about this in my heart, and in this solemn atmosphere, whether it is Mori Ouwai or Osamu Dazai, it seems to be walking at this time

() On the crumbling rope line, Osamu Dazai rarely broke his mouth, and stood quietly aside to hand out bandages and wound medicine for Mori Ou.

Soon the wound was bandaged, and Mori even tied a knot that looked beautiful.

Youguo was probably very satisfied, he turned over and over the injured hand to look at it, and then said to the assistant Guangjin Liulang who was following him, "Not bad...... Which doctor is he? ()”

Mori Ouwai's smile did not change, and Hirotsu Yanagi pushed his glasses and replied respectfully, "Chief, it's an underground doctor who has been active in Yokohama recently, Mori Ouwai." ()”

"Oh." Youguo replied very dishearteningly: "Got it, let him go." ”

Guangjin Liulang hesitated, looked at Mori Ouwai and then at Youguo, and said hesitantly: "But the leader ......"

After all, they had just slaughtered an organization here, and as the only eyewitness to the murder scene, Mori Ouwai could not spare his life according to common sense.

It's not that Youguo doesn't understand this truth, but his thoughts haven't changed in the slightest because of Guangjin Liulang's reminder, and his pure black eyes only glanced at Guangjin Liulang and then said, "I said it, let him go." ”

Of course, Youguo did not do this because of some rare kindness, and in fact, he was not worried that his matter of solving the leader of this organization would be exposed.

"Do you think this kind of thing will affect the image of the port mafia?" "Or, do we need an image?" ”

Guangjin Liulang immediately fell silent, "Yes, chief. ”

So Mori Ouwai and Osamu Dazai were let go, as if the crisis that hung by a thread not long ago was a dream.

After Mori Ouwai left safely, he didn't say anything about that day.,Take Osamu Dazai in Yokohama to continue to be an underground doctor conscientiously.,The profession of a doctor is not easy to do.,There's a lot of work and tired.,And you have to endure the harassment of some small minions who don't have a good level.,But it's still generally calm.。

It was also a quiet day, and Mori Ouwai scratched his ears and cheeks and looked at the messy list of medicines and income and expenses on the table, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see a name, and finally sighed sadly.

"What to do, Dazai-kun." Mori Ouwai complained like all uncles with middle-aged career crises: "This month's expenses and income are not matched, and if we continue like this, we will sleep on the streets!" Sleeping on the streets! ”

"Then let's sleep on the streets, it's not like I haven't slept anyway." Osamu Dazai, who was on the side, didn't raise his head, mixed a strange-colored potion, and turned his head to ask him, "Mr. Mori, if you drink cephalosporin and alcohol together, I can die quickly, right?" ”

shocking remarks, but Osamu Dazai himself is very eager to try.

Mori Ouwai frowned bitterly, and looked at Osamu Dazai with bitter hatred: "Don't believe it, Dazai-kun." You are under the age of majority, and minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol by law! ”

Osamu Dazai didn't care at all - he wasn't even afraid of death, he was afraid of breaking the law?

Osamu Dazai, who was about to pour the measuring cup into his mouth, was about to drink it, but Mori Ouwai spoke leisurely: "Speaking of which, cephalosporin with sake will cause you to have a headache to death, and it will be difficult to breathe, and you will vomit and diarrhea while holding a trash can—Dazai-kun doesn't want to die and looks like he ran out of a refugee camp." ”

So Osamu Dazai put down the measuring cup in his hand very sadly, today is another day that he can't commit suicide, it's a pity.

Mori Ouwai, who once again succeeded in dissuading Osamu Dazai from committing suicide, smiled silently and continued to ask Osamu Dazai how to bring the small clinic on the verge of bankruptcy back to the right path.

Osamu Dazai held his chin in annoyance, and as soon as his eyes rolled, a bad idea came out: "There is a way." ”

Mori Ouwai was full of interest: "What way?" ”

Osamu Dazai spread his hands and said to Mori Ouwai: "Mr. Sen, if you work hard, it's not that you can't find a rich woman to take care of it." ”

This is really underwhelming, but Mori Ouwai is also a shocking person, and he actually nodded thoughtfully: "What Dazai-kun said is also very reasonable-but where do I find a rich woman?" ”

Before Osamu Dazai could answer, there was a polite knock at the door of the clinic.

This is unusual, most of the people who came to the clinic in the past were members of the black group, which is called a reckless behavior, this door does not know how many times it has been repaired by the outside of the forest, but the surprising politeness of the guests who came to visit this time made the outside of the forest to be vigilant.

The sharp scalpel was hidden in the palm of Mori's hand, and he hurriedly shouted "It's coming, it's coming" and opened the door.

There were rows of black suits at the door, and Sen Ou leaned his head against the door, looking shocked: "...... is this?" ”

Guangjin Liulang, who had a relationship not long ago, put the palm of his right hand on his chest, and said politely: "Doctor Sen, our leader is invited." ”

Osamu Dazai whistled.

If you don't have a rich woman, you can also be a mafia rich!

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