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Chapter 372 Zefa's diagnosis! No more peaks! [Hero], no

"It should be Xiaoshi's asthma."

Navy Headquarters, Medical Department.

The air is filled with the strong smell of disinfectant.

The old doctor in a white coat informed Cui Ze and a group of other senior generals from the Navy Headquarters who came after hearing the news about Zefa's latest situation.

Encountering Zefa's severe coughing up of blood, Cui Ze decisively ended the battle and took the old instructor out of the field magic card of [Marinvando] and directly to the medical department of the headquarters.

The existence of the King's Shichibukai is already very conspicuous in the Navy Headquarters.

Not to mention that the king's Shichibukai also brought General Zefa with a messy appearance and blood-stained clothes!

Without any notice, a group of naval generals followed Cui Ze and Zefa directly to the medical department.

At this time, I heard the old doctor’s diagnosis again.

This group of naval admirals, who were deeply mentored by Zefa, suddenly became excited and roared incessantly.

"How is it possible!? Teacher Zefa has always been so healthy, how could he be sick?"

"Yes! He is a general! Generals cannot get sick!"

"It must be that bastard Kacard who did something to Teacher Zefa!"

Cui Ze's eyes were sharp, and his condensed domineering aura surged out of his body, directly suppressing a large group of noisy naval officers.

"What? Generals can't get sick? Who stipulates it? What does Whitebeard mean to you?!"

It's not just Cui Ze.

The old doctor who was questioned was also very dissatisfied.

Take off the doctor's hat on the top of your head, revealing the terrifying hairline that is very impactful and convincing.

"You bastards, you can question my strength, but you can never question my medical skills!"

The old doctor stared at a group of naval generals who were stunned by their overbearing look.

"Besides, as long as you are human, you will get sick! What do you think of Zefa? How about Zefa? He is now an old man in his sixties! He is older than me!"

What the old doctor said was comparable to a map cannon.

And "sixty years old" is really not that old among the top powerhouses in the sea.

Not even mentioned.

At this moment, several navy elders crowded into the medical department.

67-year-old Warring States, 66-year-old Garp, 64-year-old Crane...

Zefa, who is only 62 years old, is actually the youngest.

"Cui Ze, what's going on?"

The frowning Lieutenant General He ignored the angry old doctor and looked at the undercover pirate on the side.

"How did Zefa become like this?"

"I just want to find..."

Cui Ze glanced at Garp, who was also standing nearby with a serious face, and changed his tone without changing his expression.

"General Bu Sha will measure his own strength. Who knows, he coughed up blood just after the beating, and then he looked uncomfortable...Then I sent him to the medical department."

Lieutenant General He didn't think there was anything wrong with Cui Ze's words.

According to the intelligence compiled by the sailors below, Cui Ze just visited Zefa this morning.

Then ten minutes didn't even pass.

Zefa fell into a coma and was sent to the medical department.

Give Cui Ze ten minutes, can he deal with Zefa?

The three navy elders present would not believe such a cold joke!…

Even if this time were doubled several times, it would still be impossible!

Although Zefa has not been fighting on the front line in these years, no one who truly understands the strength level of a strong man at that level would think that Zefa's strength will decline crazily because of this.

But Zefa's illness...

At this time.

The nurse's shout of surprise broke the dullness in the medical department.

"General Zefa wakes up!"

The words just fell.

Warring States, Garp, and He immediately gathered around Zefa's hospital bed and looked at the latter with concern.

Thanks to his standing position, Cui Ze was also lucky enough to be close to the hospital bed.

As for the large group of other lieutenant generals, major generals, and even candidates for generals, they could only stand behind them, tiptoeing and stretching their necks.

Warring States asked with a serious expression: "Zefa, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Feeling wrong?"

Zefa had just woken up, and his consciousness was still stuck in the ruins of the Navy Headquarters building when Cui Ze blasted him into it. He coughed up blood.

Covering his chest, Zefa frowned.

"I just felt very stuffy and my heart couldn't beat. It was very uncomfortable..."

"It has nothing to do with the Shichibukai, right?"

Karp clenched his fist and made a burst of cracking sounds from his muscles.

"Shichibukai?"

Zefa followed Garp's gaze and saw Cui Ze beside him, then shook his head.

"What does this have to do with him? I know my own state. This is not an injury, but... an emergency."

"As I just said, this is filial piety asthma."

The old doctor appeared out of nowhere, came to Zefa's side, and gave long-winded instructions.

"Zefa, from now on, you must try to avoid all strenuous exercise and excessive mood swings, so as not to induce continued attacks of Xiaoxiao's asthma."

"Everything...sport?"

Ze** was stunned and looked at the old doctor in disbelief.

"Including daily exercise combat?"

"Isn't that nonsense!" The old doctor nodded seriously, "In my opinion, from now on, it is best for you to stay at the headquarters and not run around."

"How is that possible!? This kind of minor illness won't hinder anything."

Zefa immediately refused.

"I also serve as the instructor of the recruit training camp! I don't trust those new recruits if they are handed over to others."

The old doctor was planning to use his medical knowledge to convince Zefa.

Cui Ze, who had been watching, suddenly spoke.

"Then what if a situation like today happens again in a battle in the future?"

Cui Ze stared at Zefa on the hospital bed.

"Admiral Zefa, not just any pirate can give up the easy-to-get honor of 'killing the admiral' like me."

"Be bold!"

"Card, you bastard!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The surrounding lieutenant generals and major generals forgot what they had just been shocked by the overlord's color, and started making noise again, staring at Cui Ze with the same hatred.

"You all calm down."

Zefa looked at Cui Ze and the others calmly, without flinching in his eyes.

"I am not a man who shrinks from a minor injury. Rather than letting me stay at home, it would be better to let me die outside."…

"What nonsense are you talking about, Zefa!"

General Hezhong raised his eyebrows and scolded Zefa severely.

"A person in his sixties doesn't make people worry!"

Lieutenant General He turned to look at Cui Ze.

"And you! Too! Come out with me!"

The chief staff officer of the headquarters "escorted" the card master out of the crowded medical room. The surrounding naval generals were intimidated by the chief staff officer's power and all shut up.

Walk all the way outside the medical department.

General Hezhong put down the palm on Cui Ze's back and looked at the medical department behind him with a complicated expression.

"Was Zefa's condition serious at that time?"

Cui Ze stood beside Lieutenant General He and said softly.

"If the disease suddenly occurs during the battle...even Doflamingo can easily take away General Zefa's head."

Such a stark contrast.

Let Lieutenant General He fall silent immediately.

Lieutenant General He, who once chased Doflamingo across the sea, despised Xiao Ming from the bottom of his heart.

The example cited by Cui Ze can already prove the terrible impact of Zefa's disease on his strength.

After a while.

Lieutenant General He rubbed her face vigorously, and a dull and frustrated voice came out from between her palms and fingers.

"Why does this kind of thing always happen to Zefa?"

This question.

Cui Ze had no way to give an answer.

He raised his head and looked towards the medical department building, focusing his attention on the window on the outer wall of the building that connected to Zefa's medical room.

'Instructor Zefa, your [destiny] should not be to have your arm chopped off by a mere Bai II, resulting in a complete loss of heart...'

'Your [destiny] should not be to fall into complete madness that destroys the world because you feel betrayed by the government of this world!'

'If you don't kill the general, you are a naval hero in another sense.'

'Since you are a [Hero], how can you stop here?'

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