"If you can't beat me, join..."
Seria chewed on the few words Zhou Jinru said, and her eyes lit up. This guy was not so useless, and he could always tell the essence of the problem to the point.
Zhou Jinru turned to Helmer: "Are these the taboos of Rhine life that Seria said?"
Helmer shook his head with some difficulty: "It's not a secret. Almost all researchers know this. Our mobile combat troops have made great sacrifices in recent years. Most of the cursed objects are in the lost ruined cities. As long as the countries move... As the city continues to further develop the ruined city, they will continue to bring cursed objects back to the earth."
"I forgot to tell you that Roberts, the head of the Mobile Combat Force who is currently in charge of the investigation of the Rust Belt, is in a border town not far away. He seems to have found some traces of the deep sea. The deep sea has frequent activities in Colombia. I hope you will pay more attention to it. "
Just as Zhou Jinru finished speaking, Li next to him couldn't help but bumped his waist with his elbow: "Doctor, if we drive around in a circle again, we can complete a full circle around Saint-Aral!"
Don't tell me, I'm about to send the Undertaker back to his base.
Zhou Jinru had no choice but to smile awkwardly. As a doctor, he was really embarrassed and was often undermined by his own operators.
But Li didn't apologize at all. Instead, he leaned a little closer and breathed quietly into his ear: "Is the doctor angry?"
"No, I'm not angry. Don't get so close."
Zhou Jinru reached out to push the gravel away, but failed.
"Doctor, how do you want to punish me?"
The white-faced owl in the front row suddenly covered Ifrit's ears, causing Charmander to feel dissatisfied.
Zhou Jinru does not consider himself a saint and a gentleman. If he is always hinted like this by operators, he is worried that one day he will suddenly give up his bottom line.
"Okay, stop making trouble, we're at the place, get off the car."
The mourner stopped the car on the side of the road. Zhou Jinru opened the door and got out of the car as if he was running away. His embarrassed look fell into the eyes of everyone in the car. Li stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips gently, keeping his eyes locked on the doctor until His figure disappeared around the corner.
Hemo and Seria were the last to get out of the car, and Seria seemed to have been waiting for Hemo. The two were in a stalemate for a minute, which finally ended with Seria's compromise.
When Ms. Vaifan opened the car door and extended her hand, Hemmer ignored it and jumped out of the car carrying a heavy medical kit.
Seria went to pick up Hemo's medical kit, but Hemo dodged sideways, rejecting the other party's kindness.
"Hermer, can't we really get along well with each other?"
Seria's expression did not change, but there was a pleading tone in her tone.
"Ms. Seria, there is nothing to say between us."
On the other side, Ifrit, who was hiding in the corner and peeking, was secretly worried: "They have always been like this, sometimes good and sometimes bad. What can you do?"
The person she asked was Zhou Jinru, who was also squatting in the corner and peeking.
At this time, Zhou Jinru put on the face of a dog-headed military counselor, and gently twirled the air near his lower lip with his fingers, as if there was a small tuft of beard there.
"It's actually very simple. I asked Warfarin to get some interesting things, and then locked the two of them in a room, and it was done."
"According to data analysis, the success rate of this matter is as high as 77%. Within one day, Dr. Hemmer will be unable to work due to excessive physical exertion, so he needs to ask for leave in advance."
Zhou Jinru turned his head with a strange look on his face, and the white-faced owl's stick-reading answer fell in his ears, but it had a different meaning.
"Owl, where did your data come from?"
"...Wrong, an error occurred, unable to answer!"
The white-faced owl's face suddenly turned red, and the blush spread to the roots of his ears, and his eyes turned to other directions in panic.
"Do they often quarrel like this?"
Ifrit stared at Seria and Hemo, unaware of the changes in the white-faced owl. When she heard Zhou Jinru's question, she answered without thinking: "As long as they meet, they will quarrel most of the time, and sometimes they will be locked up." There would be a lot of noise in the room, and then the white-faced owl would ask me to go out and leave the house to the two of them, and then come back in a few hours.”
"Uh, are you sure they were really quarreling?"
Ifrit frowned: "What do you mean, do you doubt my judgment?!"
"No, no."
Zhou Jinru shut up decisively. After all, there were some things that could not be explained to the underage Ifrit.
He vaguely came to the conclusion that the relationship between the two people may not be as bad as they see it now.
"I have to work harder. As long as I keep working hard, they will reconcile one day."
Zhou Jinru objected: "You must not say these things. If you say something about pushing harder or extending the road, you will be in big trouble."
Ifrit: "?"
She could understand every word of what the doctor said, but when they were put together, she was confused.
"Look, they seem to be really quarreling."
Hemo carried the medical kit and accelerated his pace angrily. Seria followed behind her, seeming to be explaining something.
Ifrit sighed: "It's just a quarrel. Fortunately, it's not a fight."
Zhou Jinru pinched his chin: "Maybe you weren't at home when they were fighting."
"It's impossible. Hemo is a doctor. She can't beat Ceria. And if she does, her family won't be intact."
Faced with Ifrit's decisive words, Zhou Jinru regretfully said that children may not understand this, and sometimes a fight may not be a real fight.
He turned around and saw a white-faced owl with a red face and straight eyes, constantly chanting: "Mistakes happen! Mistakes happen! Mistakes happen!"
Owl, how many "good things" do you have in your head...
When the two doctors who had finished their quarrel walked into the maintenance factory, bypassed several corridors, and reached the depths of the underground clinic, the farce finally came to an end for the time being, and they got into the mood.
At this time, Wei Feng was sitting at her desk writing a diagnosis and treatment report. She used the underground clinic's medical equipment to conduct a simple test on the unconscious Ansuo, and concluded that Ansuo's vital signs were normal, but she could not recover from coma. When I wake up, another word is called vegetative state.
"If we were in Rhode Island, Dr. Kelsey should be able to do something about it."
Just as Breeze was sighing, the doctor walked in, followed by several people, including adults and children, who seemed to know them all.
When Breeze saw Seria and Hemo, he recognized them at a glance.
"Doctor Ceria!"
"Dr. Hemmer!"
Hemo looked at Breeze, as if asking, is this the latest doctor to join Rhode Island?
"Professional doctors from Victoria, you should have a common language."
Zhou Jinru briefly introduced that both parties are doctors, so there should be no barriers, and since everyone is pragmatic, there is no need to worry.
