Chapter 84 The three finally meet

Chapter 84 The three finally meet

It's Saturday again, and night has fallen.

An orderly queue formed at St. Artionus Hospital again. The heads of the patients were like the protruding backs of ancient dragons. The long queue slowly crawled into the dark and silent hospital.

After a month, Winfreth's free clinic team became more and more regular.

At this moment, there is even a triage front desk in front of the hospital gate. A girl with a smile on her face is responsible for receiving each inquirer and guiding the queue for consultation based on the symptoms they describe.

Yes, there are now four sitting doctors in St. Artionus Hospital, and in addition to Winfrey Morgan, there are three more new doctors.

These three doctors heard about the recent free clinic incident that caused an uproar in the medical community in Wudu, and came here on their own initiative. Either because of their warm-heartedness, or because of their reputation... In short, they volunteered to help the charity of St. Achonius Hospital. To build a good business, he does not charge any consultation fee, but Winfres is responsible for providing the medicine.

Winfrey did not agree casually. He seemed to be concerned about the medical safety of the poor. He privately confirmed the qualifications of the three doctors one-on-one before allowing him to join the free clinic team.

As a result, the simultaneous medical treatment capacity of St. Artionius Hospital has been greatly improved, and the consultation team has also grown stronger. Many poor people who learned about this place through word of mouth came here.

And Watson seemed to have searched all over the foggy city in search of a cure, but finally stepped into the door of St. Artionus Hospital.

I saw that the interior of the hospital, which had been in decline for a long time, had regained its luster. Temporary oil lamps were hung in the corridors to illuminate the way. The large empty hall was filled with old furniture that might have been bought from the flea market. Although the colors and styles were old and new, at least There are already places where patients can sit and wait.

There is even a free drinking water station in the hall, which provides clean water to thirsty patients who have been waiting for a long time. There is also a blackboard next to the drinking water station, which depicts simple words and vivid cartoons to convey the message to most patients. It was the illiterate poor who showed the importance of maintaining hygiene to avoid diseases.

Watson couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw it. If he didn't know the inside story, he would almost think that this was a normal night hospital.

He heard the woman in front of him who seemed to be here for the second time whispering, "Vivian, this place is really getting better and better. It was still in tatters when I brought little Faye here last time." , I didn’t expect it to be like a regular hospital now.”

"Of course. When I came here last week to see the eczema, I heard someone else mention it. It was said that an enthusiastic philanthropist in the city who did not want to be named donated a large sum of money to this place. Otherwise, the medicine here I’m afraid it’s already been used up.”

After hearing this, Watson remained calm and just followed the team silently. It was not until half an hour later that he finally came to the front of the triage team and met the girl who was responsible for preliminary diagnosis and triage.

This is a girl who is optimistic and loves to laugh. She has short hair and her lips are always raised unconsciously. Optimism and joy seem to have been deeply imprinted in her bone marrow, making her smile every time. They all have an infectious cheerfulness... This is an optimistic girl who is hard to dislike.

But Watson may be an exception, because he saw the moth's true appearance through the moth's vision - a young girl with two faces.

The first face is just as it appears to mortals, an innocent and cheerful girl, always filled with an overly cute smile... But this smile is as illusory as a reflection in water, as if it is slightly glowing. Make ripples.

The second face bulges on the left side of the chest, where the heart is. Although the facial features on that face were consistent with reality, the brows were full of negativity and world-weariness, ferocious veins popped up on the forehead, the resentment and malice in the eyes almost overflowed, and the lips were pressed tightly together. When biting, the chewing muscles on both sides are bulging... It seems that he harbors disgust and resentment towards everything in the world.

"Good evening, sir, I am Crowette, who is in charge of triage. May I ask where you feel uncomfortable in your body?" the first face asked gently.

"What a damn lame you are, you are so fucking lame and you still come here to join in the fun. Why didn't your mother throw you in a pig pen when she was mad at you? Then you would find out that you were with those stupid pigs. At the same time, you are also a pig with four legs! Hahaha!" the second face sneered wildly.

Watson just pretended that he had not heard the other party's illusory insult, and replied with a smile: "Good evening, lovely Ms. Clovette, your smile is so sweet, it is like a spring breeze blowing in." My heart and the pain in my legs feel much relieved.”

When the girl at the front desk heard the gentleman's admiration, her flower-like smile bloomed even more beautifully. She gently covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Hehe, sir, you are really good at talking. Do you think your legs and feet are injured?"

The second face of the girl at the front desk continued to sneer: "Damn you lame, who are you trying to blame? Put away your disgusting compliments! Do you think I am willing to smile at you, an ugly creature?" I feel sick when I see your vain and fat face!

Ugh - you should go back to the pigsty and stay with your biological parents. The human world is very dangerous. At any time, someone may not understand a four-legged monster like you and can't help but shoot you and cut off the extra hair. Limbs...hehe, I just don’t know which limb will be broken when the time comes"

Watson was already smiling, "Yes, my left leg was injured on the battlefield, and it left sequelae after the injury. It has always been a bit inflexible. I have seen many doctors in London but they can't cure the condition. I heard that there is a famous doctor here who specializes in treating various difficult and complicated diseases. I don’t know which doctor should I go to? ”

"Hey, is it so serious?!"

Clovette heard that the inquirer's condition could not be cured even after searching all over London, and she covered her mouth in surprise, but the face in front of her heart revealed another thought in her mind: "You lame, damn cripple, you've seen it all So many doctors know that there is no cure, but they still come to us for consultation... Are you here to cause trouble?"

"If this is the case, then I recommend that you seek diagnosis from our Dr. Winfres. He is the most skilled physician here and is also a researcher at the Institute of Medical Research of Great Britain. He may be able to diagnose the specific cause for you. "

Crowett said kindly.

However, she did not expect that the inquirer opposite would show a surprised expression after hearing her words, "Winfreth?! Is it Winfreth Morgan? Winfreth, the father of little Anna?" "

She was even more surprised when she heard little Anna's name. How did this person know that Mr. Winfrey's daughter was called Anna? Could it be an old acquaintance of Mr. Winfrey?

"Yes, you are right. It seems that you and Dr. Winfrey have known each other for a long time?"

"It's not like we're old acquaintances, it's just that I lived in the same hospital as little Anna before, and I've met Mr. Morgan several times." The lame inquirer just waved his left hand stiffly. , Crowett could tell at a glance that the other party's left shoulder should also have an old injury.

She looked enlightened and said, "That's it! It seems that you have indeed been to many places to find a way to cure your leg injury."

Crowett was thinking in her heart, this person said that he lived with little Anna at the Royal Free Hospital, which proved that the other person's family background must not be simple, at least he was a wealthy businessman. Moreover, he has experienced war, possesses certain military talents, and is acquainted with Mr. Winfrey... This is simply a high-class Protestant who has come to his door on his own initiative!

She suddenly couldn't wait any longer. If she missed such a high-quality cultivator, Mr. Winfrey would probably feel pity... He must be recruited into the cult as soon as possible!

Crowett asked with a smile: "Sir, you are a war hero who was wounded for the country, and you have priority right to see a doctor here... Why don't I ask other colleagues to take you directly to see you now?" Dr. Winfrey?"

The retired officer, the clinker, waved his hands to show that he was not in a hurry, "It's okay, I'll just line up like everyone else. It's a soldier's bounden duty to protect the homeland and the country. The injury was just my own careless mistake on the battlefield. It can't be called anything." War heroes... don’t deserve the privilege of jumping in line.”

As soon as Watson said these words, not only did the face of the girl in front of him show admiration, but even the other consultants lining up behind him couldn't help but applaud and sincerely praised him! This is the real war hero!

He just smiled and nodded slightly, showing more gentlemanly demeanor.

Crowett praised: "You are such a noble person. What is your name? And your specific symptoms, that is, the cause of the injury. I need to register the medical record so that Dr. Winfrey can see it at a glance. I can see your problem without spending too much energy on the inquiry process. ”

"John H. Watson, suffered a bullet wound to the left shin."

Crowett then asked: "I see that you also have some problems with your left shoulder. Have you been shot by a bullet?"

"Yes, Miss Crovette is really powerful. She can actually see my shoulder injury at a glance. I thought I hid it well."

"Hehehe, Mr. Watson, you are overly complimentary. I also learned this from Mr. Winfrey. His medical skills are far superior to mine, and he will definitely be able to diagnose the specific cause of your illness."

After hearing this, Watson shook his head and sighed: "Well, I hope so too. It's not that I don't believe in Mr. Winfrey's ability. It's just that I have seen too many disappointments in London and I am already a little discouraged. "

Before Crowett could open his mouth to defend himself, the dockworker lined up behind Watson had already retorted: "Hey man, that's not what you said. Our Dr. Winfrey is no different from those money swindlers in the city." Black-hearted doctors are different! Have you ever seen a doctor who gave away medicine for free? And an old friend of mine had a similar problem to you. He was hit on the knee by goods and always walked backwards. He's limping, but since he came to see Dr. Winfrey—"

The dock worker raised his hand and pointed to a volunteer next to him who was busy helping to carry the medicine. "Look, he is as powerful as a brown bear now. He can hold up several men at work in a day!"

The disabled veteran smelled the strong volunteer, and his face showed longing. He replied: "If Mr. Winfrey can really cure my leg injury, I am also willing to donate half of my family wealth to help." This free clinic operation!”

When Crowett heard these words, the smile on her face bloomed even brighter, that is to say, she could not leave her post without permission, otherwise she would have to personally welcome Mr. Watson, who was almost a new church member by default, to go to see a doctor.

The triage desk was busy, so Watson didn't stay too long. He followed the team heading to Winfres' clinic and soon entered the blue-purple hall.

Before he saw Winfress sitting behind the desk at the end of the team, he had already seen his old subordinate Nello Bacchus standing.

The two looked at each other across the team, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Nero?!"

"Chief Watson?!"

And Winfres couldn't help but raise his head when he heard the assistant's voice, "Watson?!"