It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 622: Splash dirty water on me and my patients? Let’s file a lawsuit! (Ten thousand rewards plus 6 updates)
Chapter 622: Splash dirty water on me and my patients? Let’s file a lawsuit! (Ten thousand rewards plus 6 updates)
Aunt Salia tried her best to look out through the car window.
One carriage, two carriages, three carriages...
The road that could accommodate four carriages running parallel was blocked by carriages coming from nowhere.
And they are all dark carriages. The walls of the carriages are either painted black, or hung with black gauze, or at worst, they are also covered with a layer of black cloth. Beside the carriages, two rows of men in black look solemn and solemn, walking forward slowly.
He walked away, covering his face and crying loudly.
There are also two large carriages, surrounded by fences and without roofs, carrying a band playing tuba, trumpet, French horn, bagpipes, cello, viola...
The music is so lingering and sad that if you stand nearby and listen to it for half a minute, your nose will feel sore.
What's happening here?
Grandma Salia tried her best to recall the surrounding map and confirmed that except for the Oak Grove Medical Clinic, there was nothing noteworthy nearby.
Those slums and small workshops obviously cannot afford to hire such a carriage team. Even if someone dies, at most they can find a few idlers, or a broken truck carrying the coffin, and two people following behind on foot to cry. They are already poor people.
The funeral scene is the ultimate in pomp and circumstance.
So it was the Oak Grove Medical Clinic that was in trouble? In this situation, it was the medical clinic that treated someone to death, and the family members came to make trouble?
Aunt Salia coughed, and the two knights guarding the carriage immediately rushed forward, shouting to get out of the way. The black carriage in front obviously didn't want to go against the temple, and reluctantly squeezed to the side to make way.
Come.
The light carriage with the daffodil emblem hanging on it moved forward quickly. Not long after, the red cross flag with a white background on the roof of the small building on the street was already fluttering in the air, clearly coming into view.
Walking a little further, at the entrance of the small building, barbarian guards were lined up, surrounding a young spellcaster. He was wearing a strange white robe, with a double placket and single-breasted buttons. The lower left, lower right, and left chest, each
There is a big pocket.
Whose robe is like this? Sister Salia searched her memory, but couldn't find the key. Magicians either wear round-neck robes or fashionable clothes such as tuxedos. None of the eight major factions have this style...
…
Observing carefully, the spellcaster was only wearing a V-neck dark green singlet under the white robe. The material was rough, the tailoring was hard to describe, and the aesthetic... it didn't tighten the waist, didn't outline the figure, it was just a pocket.
Even so, it did not affect his status here. Behind the security guards, more than a dozen spellcasters stood in two rows according to their rank. Everyone was wearing those weird white robes, and half of them even wore single clothes.
Exactly the same.
It looks like a medical clinic uniform?
Aunt Salia thought to herself. Although the barbarian guards at the door of the building were lined up, they did not look like they were facing a powerful enemy. When the carriage came, there were people who came to guide them.
The reason was that opposite the flow of black carriages, a magnificent carriage was parked majestically. In front of the carriage, two female magicians, their faces flushed with anger, pointed at the opposite side and cursed:
"If you are narrow-minded, go back and die! Don't cause trouble to others! Don't bother the healers! I delivered the baby to your wife and even found something wrong with her!@#$%&..."
So is it because of the delivery? Aunt Salia nodded politely to the barbarian guard and helped the student get out of the car. She hid behind the barbarian and watched curiously. The quarrel in front was still continuing, and the male relatives could not argue.
Just conduct the orchestra and turn up the volume:
"Woo~~~Woooo~~~"
"Buzz buzz~~~"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Grete sighed helplessly. Medical trouble, because people who have died come to the doctor's house to make trouble, so forget it. As a doctor, there is nothing to say;
Because the male doctor performed a cesarean section on the mother, the husband couldn't quarrel with his wife's family. He was in a depressed mood. He had a problem and died while meditating. The man's family came to the doctor to make trouble. This...
Besides, your medical riot is unprofessional. There are no portraits, no wreaths, and a large number of people wearing mourning clothes and burning paper money at the entrance of the hospital;
There were no banners, no placards, no loudspeakers with recordings playing on loop, and no one even pulled passers-by around and told everyone they met;
There is a band, let’s take a look at what instruments they have. Woodwinds? Brass? Cello? - You should have two suonas!
Gretel didn't feel nervous at all. Using physical combat power, the barbarian was enough;
Using magic, third-level spells can also suppress the scene. No matter how high-level it is? Come on, third-level fireball spells can already win the victory in a small-scale war. No matter how high-level destructive spells are, the law enforcement team of the parliament will be defeated.
About to go out!
There was no sense of tension and on the premise that he would not be beaten, he stood with his hands folded under the protection of the barbarians and just watched the show.
Well, there is no medical department, there is no higher-level competent department, and there will be no pressure to apologize to the patient's family regardless of reason. If you don't get understanding, your salary will be deducted, your performance will be deducted, the operation will be suspended or even dismissed. The medical career is perfect medical care.
Career~~~
"Who allowed her to be delivered by a man! Who allowed it!" On the other side of the black carriage, several men were still yelling. Feeling that they couldn't shout, they even added amplification magic to themselves, and then continued to shout:
"How many times has Remi told her! No! Just no! What woman doesn't feel pain when giving birth? She is delicate, but she insists on having her own way! If she has to let other men touch her, can she not live without a man?!
"
"Bah! Shameless! It doesn't hurt to stand and talk!" the woman's relatives yelled back even louder:
"It doesn't hurt to give birth to a child. If you have the ability, you should also feel the pain! If you can't conceive and give birth to a child, you should undergo a torture technique and endure him for 12 hours! You don't even feel sorry for your own wife, you scum!"
Aunt Salia listened for a while before she understood what was going on. The woman insisted on a cesarean section and did not hesitate to let a man deliver the baby;
The man didn’t want his wife to be touched by another man and had a big quarrel. I don’t know whether it was the woman who was strong enough or the woman’s family was powerful enough, but he didn’t stop her anyway;
I feel aggrieved thinking about it. I had an accident while meditating and died. The man's family couldn't bear it and went to the medical center to make trouble;
The woman's family members found out that the healer had been implicated, and rushed to the rescue...
Under the amplification technique, the voices of the two sides arguing were heard far away several streets away. After all, the woman was alone and could not quarrel with dozens of throats. In anger, she simply used offensive spells:
【Sonic Burst】——
It was loud and sudden, like thunder. The sound wave pushed straight forward, the crowd shut up, and the musical instruments were silent. The horses pulling the cart neighed in pain, foamed at the mouth, and staggered this way and that.
Gretel:!!!
"Don't make any noise! Don't disturb my patients! - Go back, comfort the patients, and see if anyone has arrhythmia or other complications!"
The latter sentence was shouted at the healers who were watching the excitement. The white-robed spellcasters responded in unison, turned around and left. However, this shouting attracted the attention of the man's family members, who turned around and bombarded them:
"You! It's you! It's you who killed my son! If you hadn't come up with this method of delivering the baby, my son and daughter-in-law wouldn't have quarreled, and nothing would have happened to my son!"
...Brother, he died accidentally on his own, what does it have to do with me? He didn't jump from the building in my hospital, and he had to pay for it in the end...
Gretel sighed. He waved to the barbarian security guards on both sides:
"It's all over, let's go back to work. Close the door and let them continue to make noise for any time. If they make any more noise, go out the back door and call the police - ah no, go find the law enforcement team to come over to work..."
As he spoke, he scraped his heels against the floor and stepped back. The security guards surrounded him and backed away like water, as if being sucked into the hospital by a whirlpool. Sister Salia followed the crowd silently, being sucked together.
Qian entered the hospital and smiled secretly:
Indeed, when a male healer delivers a baby, various problems are prone to occur. The male's criticism, the mother's own resistance... These can be avoided with the intervention of the Priestess of the Spring Water Temple.
There is still quite a lot of room for cooperation between the two parties. After the matter is settled, she will talk to the Nordmark mage?
The last person entered the hospital, grabbed the two doors, and quickly closed them. Through the crack in the door, the woman's relatives waved to Gretel and smiled apologetically.
It's different on the man's side. He doesn't dare to rush up the steps and smash it, or cast spells to smash the door - smashing other people's property. The mage has full power to fight back. He can even throw a fireball on the spot.
However, they can shout loudly and publicly insult:
"Why did you do such a thing! Why did you deliver my daughter-in-law's baby? Why did she let you touch her? Have you known each other for a long time and had an affair for a long time! Otherwise, a strange man-"
The voice was drowned in the louder scolding from the opposite side. Gretel paused in his steps, pulled Bernard, who was staring fiercely outside, and almost rushed out, and spoke softly:
"Wait a minute."
What the hell?! Even if you scold me, what are you doing with my patients? If you don’t make this clear, all the mothers who come to my place to give birth in the future will be slandered!
He passed Bernard and walked out of the door quickly. He stood at the door, cast a loudspeaker on himself, and shouted angrily:
"I have never seen her before! It was the first time she came to the medical center to seek medical treatment, and that's when I got to know her! She stayed in the medical center for five days in total. Every time we met, there was a female healer or midwife beside her.
of!"
He had already set the rules! When a male healer examines and treats members of the opposite sex, no matter what the situation, a third party must be present! Either a female nurse, a female healer, a midwife, or a patient's family member...
If you have doubts, he can always find a pile of evidence. The hospital's regulations and the reputation of doctors and patients cannot be harmed!
Gretel clenched his fists, ready for a confrontation at any time. However, the father who lost his son slowly turned to him, staring at his two red eyes, his voice trembling:
"Then why do you want to deliver babies? - You are so lustful that you want to satisfy your own ulterior desires, so you came up with this method! There are so many pregnant women's bodies for you to see and touch.
Be proud!!!"
Grete's face instantly darkened.
"If you say something like this, then only the parliamentary court will see you."
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