"When taking the medicine, remember to follow the method written on the medicine box, be careful to take it on an empty stomach. If the situation worsens, don't bear it and have a follow-up visit as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

Holding a microphone-like detection instrument in his hand, Zhu Jue operated the computer and entered the drug name and dosage into the medical card.

Seeing another patient go away, Zhu Jue stretched out his body, and his eyes looked through the transparent glass on the side of the office to observe the situation outside. In the empty corridor, a nurse occasionally pushed a cart by.

Today is the day of trial operation of the clinic, and the number of patients is not as many as expected. After waiting for a whole morning, there were only about 10 people.

Nearly half of them are here to check their physical condition, and the rest are just some common minor problems.

Even professional instruments in the clinic are not available.

Just take a smart detector and scan it around and dispense medicine according to the symptoms displayed on the computer.

In fact, with modern medical technology, there are not many diseases that require visiting clinics. Some trauma caused by bumps can be solved by treating sprays, let alone colds and fevers.

"This is normal. After all, it's just a trial business. We are not preparing for the opening ceremony. The weather is as bad as ever. People in the nearby neighborhood may think that our place is still closed."

As Donald's personal assistant, Suzi naturally would not go anywhere else. A wooden table that was one-half smaller than that in front of Zhujue was her office location.

Of course, most of her work is to tell Zhu Jue how to ask about the condition and examine the patient through her headphones.

Zhu Jue nodded without comment. He didn't recommend that there were fewer patients in the clinic. He was not here to be a doctor. If it was really full, it would be a headache.

It's just that being too idle is boring.

He was wearing a suit and tie, but Zhu Jue leaned against the bench and picked up the wind chime and turned it around for more than ten times but still didn't meet the next patient.

So the bored mood quickly climbed up to the eyebrows, then turned his eyes to Suzi, staring at her and staring at her until the latter cast a puzzled look. Zhu Jue lowered his head and entered the message into his phone: "Felin Prada, the daughter of the reporter, sent a message late last night to ask me to meet."

The sound insulation effect of this office is very average, and normal decibel sounds will be heard outside. This is something I tested before. It may be effective to lower the sound, but doing so will be sneaky and will easily attract others' attention.

"She has the information left by Grintis in her hand?"

Suzi didn't even move her hands. She didn't need a phone. She just blinked and Zhujue's screen was filled with large push texts.

"I don't know, I tried to ask. She just said that on the Internet, it was easy to detect things and asked for face-to-face communication... I thought it made some sense, so I agreed to her invitation."

No clue should be given up at the moment. It doesn’t take much time to meet Feilin Prada once, and Zhu Jue has no reason to refuse.

"Time, place?"

“Tonight at 10 o’clock, Community 28, Gladiator.”

Open the phone memo and confirm that you remember correctly.

"The gladiator...the name of a night scene? How could I choose such a place without any confidentiality."

Suzi thought that this kind of private meeting always had to find a secluded place, such as a restaurant and a private room or a cafe.

"No, that place is a real arena!"

At first, Zhu Jue thought that the arena that Feilin Prada mentioned was an nickname used by a certain nightclub to attract guests, but when he checked the Qianfan City community map later, he was shocked.

I have to say that no matter what era it is, no matter where you live.

Human entertainment will never be cut off.

Seniors have the best ways to play, fine wine and delicacies, green and beautiful girls, or golf courses built at a height of 100 meters and hot spring pools.

The lower-level communities also have the power to entertain.

For those who live at the bottom, who are busy working and shoulder the burden of life all day long, food or the ambiguous red lights in some streets and alleys can no longer satisfy their urgent desire to vent.

There is only one choice.

The most primitive bloody desire of mankind!

The arena in Community No. 28 is the place that can satisfy them the most!

Let’s talk about this No. 28 community first. Unlike other living communities, this area is somewhat like Westbrook and Dawn City for the entire Lower City. It can be said that it is a must-see place for most people who have a little spare money in their pockets to relax.

It is full of various entertainment venues, casinos, nightingale courtyards, underground fighting arenas, taverns, nightclubs...

It can be said that this is the concentrated expression of human desires. I don’t know how many people live in drunkenness and dreams in it every day.

However, compared to those in the upper city that purely represents enjoyment, there are not many people here who are drunk, and those who die in a dream can be seen everywhere.

The Arena is undoubtedly one of the few top venues in the entire No. 28 community.

There is no alias, and this place has only this title. Because of this, all underground fighting places in the No. 28 community can only use underground arenas and other titles, and cannot be used as the suffix.

Unlike ordinary underground boxing rings, the rules of the arena are extremely loose, and there are no fixed candidates for both sides of the battle.

In fact, most of the time, both sides fighting in the arena are not called "human".

"Why choose the place in that kind of place?"

Suzi asked in confusion after checking the information.

In her opinion, it was not a place to talk about things at all.

"God knows why Feilin Prada chose there, and then I'll talk about it...it's the same for me anyway."

Since Zhu Jue nodded in the place he chose, it is naturally impossible to call him to repent.

After all, Zhu Jue focuses on the content of the conversation, and he doesn't care where the location is.

Dongdong ~

The office door was knocked.

"Please come in."

Suzi stopped searching for information about the arena and said.

"Mr. Hannibal, there are special patients, I think you should come and have a look."

The girl with a burgundy ponytail stood at the door and said.

Zhu Jue remembers the name of this beautiful girl, Lin Godo.

Whether it is her last name or single name, it is rare.

"What are the special patients?"

The so-called special patients are a special noun here, specifically referring to patients with sensitive identities or strange symptoms. Generally speaking, they are more difficult to deal with, so Lin came to ask about the situation and the boss Zhu Jue's opinions first.

After walking out of the office, Zhu Jue immediately saw the patient lying on the stretcher in the hall.

A young man.
Chapter completed!