The pirated doctor in American comics

When Yan Ding returned to the hospital, the sky had turned completely dark. The stars in the sky that had just fallen into the night were also hidden by dark clouds. In the dark sky, there was a faint sound of low thunder.

Tonight, it's dark and it's going to rain.

It's a good day for murder and arson.

The door of that quaint medical clinic was wide open at the moment, but surrounded by the pitch-black night, the light emitted by the incandescent lamp in the museum was like the firelight used by ancient humans to drive away wild beasts. The darkness also scares away the shadows in the darkness.

By the way, this is the first time this medical clinic has been patronized by that gentleman from Liang Shang since it opened.

It's quite a novel experience.

Yan Ding walked straight into the medical center and looked at the furnishings, which had not changed much from before he left. His mental power radiated, and he could clearly sense some changes that had taken place in the bedroom upstairs.

There was no random browsing, the intention was very clear, it seemed that he was a very experienced thief, and he must have stepped on it more than once.

If the identity of this thief had not been known for a long time, Yan Ding's thoughts would have been derailed like this, and he would have kept this matter firmly in mind, and one day he would have been contacted by a certain braised egg as an excuse. into his hands and at his mercy.

Consider yourself lucky this time. Yan Ding picked up the scalpel that was put down before leaving and carefully looked at the remaining blood stains on it.

He has been using this knife all his life and has never replaced it, including the blade.

You must know that although the scalpel is made very sharp and thin due to its purpose, it is destined not to be very durable due to hygienic reasons. Special surgical blades like this are almost scrapped after just one cut. Cutting human tissue is far less durable. It's as simple as imagined.

But the knife in Yan Ding's hand has been used since he opened this medical clinic until now. He has performed countless operations in the meantime, and none of it has been replaced.

This is simply not a problem of medical ethics, but more of a brain problem.

Because the scalpel is less durable than a razor, if Xiang Yan Ding uses it this way, it won't even cut the skin after a few surgeries.

But Yan Ding's scalpel was still sharp, as if it were brand new.

before today.

After today, this scalpel will meet the fate of its kind and enter the sequence of recyclable garbage as a used medical instrument.

Throwing the scalpel away casually seems like a bad act of littering.

But after the scalpel left Yan Ding's hand, it gradually began to lose its luster in mid-air, shattered and deformed, turning into a ball of metal dust, which dissipated without a trace after a ray of silver light appeared in the night.

Yan Ding is very skilled at doing this kind of thing, and this is not the first time he has done it.

But where the dust from the smashed scalpel fell, a figure was drawn out, and the reflection of the metal debris made the shadow originally hidden in the night extremely eye-catching.

“Come in, it’s going to rain.

If you get wet, I won't cure your cold here. "Yan Ding said lightly. After hearing these words, the black shadow in the night finally appeared.

Wearing a neat and elegant suit, pure black, he was perfectly hidden in the night. A black bowler hat covered his blond hair. Standing in the darkness with his back to the light, it was almost impossible to notice any difference visually.

It's just that this mysterious way of appearing seems to indicate that the identity of the visitor is unusual.

It's very likely that it can't bear the sun's rays.

"Yan Ding, sir, it's a pleasure to see you." The man took off his hat and gave a noble salute to Yan Ding. Yan Ding had not studied etiquette because it was not necessary in the main god's space.

But whether a person is well-educated can still be seen from his behavior.

It seems that this person is not following a wild path, and there should be an ancient force behind him.

"It's too early for you to be happy." Yan Ding replied expressionlessly.

This person seems to be polite, but in fact he just hides his arrogance in his bones.

Although the language and behavior were impeccable, it was more like showing off aristocratic etiquette. While giving people a sense of incomprehension, it also conveyed a message.

The gap in status.

The transmission of this kind of information is very obscure and there is no fault at all. Even if it is known that he is using his status to oppress others, there is no reason for the attack.

As for people who don't understand, they won't make such a gesture and show off to a blind person. The other person can't see it, but they are the ones who are disgusting.

Obviously, another family came to recruit him.

"There are waves of people who come here with hospitality and leave disappointed. Why do you think you are different from them?" Yan Ding stood in front of the operating table with his back to this person. When he spoke, he even Not even turning his head.

This was the most obvious gesture. Yan Ding did not welcome his arrival.

The man was obviously startled when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect Yan Ding's rejection to be so straightforward. He didn't even have time to introduce himself.

Anyone who can be sent here for external contact is obviously not a loser. For a family with a long heritage, the most taboo thing is unnecessary trouble.

This person thought about his behavior carefully and realized that it was his attitude that made the person in front of him unhappy.

Also, although he has never learned the term "arrogant and proud", he still understands similar principles, especially when the person in front of him is still so young.

A person like this can't stand the slightest stimulation and feels that he is invincible. His conscious and unconscious arrogance may disgust him.

In fact, this is not his fault. It is common for him to introduce his family first when making contact. What he did just now was the most polite thing to do.

But politeness is never enough. As long as you dissatisfy the other party, it means that you are not polite enough.

Or not humble enough.

Dignity is a matter of opinion, but obviously it is only valuable to oneself. Those who often talk about dignity are almost all wailing losers.

There is no need to fight for temporary success.

The man took a deep breath, put the hat he was about to put on back on his chest, and bowed deeply to Yan Ding again.

The legs are standing straight, but the waist is bent at a full 90°

“I would like to sincerely apologize for the discomfort I have caused you.

But I am here to show you the sincerity of our family. "After speaking, he took out a printed A4 paper from his arms, held it up with both hands, and bent his waist deeply.

"Of all the people here, you are the most knowledgeable one. I'll give you a minute.

Say something that interests me.

Otherwise, just pick a package and get lost. "Yan Ding still didn't look back. He also had no intention of getting that piece of information.

He was tolerant of the monk in every possible way. Because of the battles, he couldn't do anything to the monk with absolute power.

As for other people, he may have a desire to talk, but he definitely has no intention of adapting to their problems.

A person needs to be self-aware. He doesn't care about other places. When entering this medical clinic, he must first put himself in the right position.