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William's injuries have also recovered, and Watson plans to be discharged from the hospital.

He hurriedly called the doctor in charge who was on duty at night to check on the recovery of the injury before the morning doctor's shift changed.

The doctor on duty last night was a typical second-generation person. His head was almost full of theoretical knowledge that he had swallowed up in class. His medical skills were far inferior to that of young Stanford who had experienced war practice. In other words, the family elders had thousands of connections with the hospital. With so many connections, the hospital board of directors could not refuse his application and had to put him in a position with idle work, few shifts and no important responsibilities.

This is why Watson specially wanted to be discharged from the hospital at this time.

Although X-ray imaging technology has not yet been used in medical diagnosis in this era, there is no guarantee that professional doctors can judge the actual situation based on experience... Therefore, it is best to leave quickly while this dandy young master is still working at his job. .

The playboy doctor, who had been playing with the female nurses all night, walked in, rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning. His face was pale and his eyes were sunken, and his cheeks were thin and sunken like medicine residue.

As soon as he received the patient's discharge request, he first made a cup of steaming coffee to cheer up, and then walked slowly to the ward at the end of the corridor.

Pretending to be professional, he picked up John H. Watson's medical record and browsed it, frowning slightly and nodding from time to time, as if he was thinking about the patient's condition.

But in fact, this dandy doctor, who was less professional, just took off the bandage and checked it briefly. After finding that the suture wound had completely scabbed and there was no inflammation, he could only nod his head and say, "Oh, you!" I'm recovering well. Do you still feel pain in the bones? Are you sure you won't be hospitalized for a while and take a rest... nonsense like that.

Watson stated succinctly that he had an important work schedule and could not be delayed and needed to be discharged from the hospital immediately.

The doctor then slowly signed his name on the discharge certificate.

Watson does not have much luggage. The Royal Free Hospital is equipped with various styles of pajamas and sportswear. Although most of the wealthy and distinguished businessmen who live in the hospital dislike such nondescript clothing and only wear the clothes they brought from home. silk clothing.

He put on the clothes he had been wearing when he was admitted to the hospital. The blood stains and holes on them had been cleaned and mended by the hospital's washerwoman.

When Watson was ready, the first ray of dawn had already entered the hospital. He did not leave directly, but took a detour to another inpatient building to say goodbye to a new 'friend'.

This new friend was actually Anna, a girl suffering from ALS. Ever since Watson met the father and daughter in the garden that day, he began to frequently create accidental encounters, intentionally or unintentionally, with ulterior motives.

As long as he established his goal, he could fully utilize the communication skills he had studied at the School of International Relations and quickly become familiar with Winfrey Morgan and Anna Morgan.

Watson even went straight to Winfres's heart. During his free time in the hospital, he took the place of the busy father to relieve the boredom of his daughter who was paralyzed in bed and told her some interesting stories from the outside world... This cautious father would naturally doubt this. Do people have ulterior motives and harbor dirty thoughts?

But Watson also took into account the other party's suspicion. He inadvertently revealed that he had misjudged the situation on the battlefield, causing an innocent village that had helped them to be brutally massacred by crazy Gaji soldiers, but he arrived At that moment, they only had time to see the smoke and embers all over the ground. Broken corpses were lying on the blood-soaked ground. One of the little girls who had brought them drinking water was covered with cuts and bruises, and her green eyes were dead. Staring at the gray sky, there was no reaction even if a fly climbed into his pupils.

"When I saw Anna, I thought of that little girl... I just wanted to atone for my sins!" Watson's acting skills were perfect at that time. His tone was choked and bitter, and tears welled up in his eyes but stubbornly refused to fall.

This actor-level performance completely conquered Winfrey Morgan. He patted Mr. John's shoulder sympathetically and said frankly that it was okay. This can't be entirely your fault.

Subsequently, he no longer stopped Watson from meeting Anna, but in fact, he still remained vigilant in his heart. He ordered the middle-aged female nurse in the ward who had been brainwashed by him early to record everything that John and Anna talked about every time they met. Prepare a written report to him.

Anna is particularly fond of the female detective stories in the recently popular Twist City. When she learned that Mr. John was the assistant of Miss Charlotte Holmes, she was even more "Shocked!" Another riot case comparable to the bombing of the Capitol was nipped in the bud! "The author, at that time her pupils could not help but shrink like needles in surprise.

So every once in a while, Watson would come and tell Anna about Sherlock Holmes and other stories he compiled from the detective agency's files. Under his vivid speech, Anna's eyes shone with excitement and agility. If she hadn't been unable to control her vocal cords and facial muscles, she would have been exclaiming with a smile on her face.

These interesting stories cannot alleviate Anna's condition, but they can gradually brighten her mood, and her haggard face seems to regain its luster.

Apart from the plan to get in-depth contact with the esoteric world through the Morgans and their daughters, Watson actually also enjoyed the process of telling Anna stories... In the process, he seemed to be able to soothe the desperate and crazy person deep in his heart. child.

As soon as he walked to the door of Anna's ward, he saw that this tragic girl had already woken up. She was tilting her head and looking out the window at the tree crown bathed in the light golden morning sun. Her green eyes also reflected the golden color. .

"Good morning, Miss Anna."

Anna Morgan reluctantly moved her head when she heard the familiar voice, and her lonely eyes began to glow with color. But when she saw clearly that Mr. John was wearing casual clothes outside the hospital today, she already knew that the man was preparing to be discharged... Her bright eyes dimmed again, and she lost another friend with whom she could communicate.

She tapped the specially made crisp table board: Good morning, Mr. John.

Watson nodded and said hello to the female nurse next to him, then sat next to the hospital bed. He keenly noticed the sadness in Anna's eyes. He gently stroked the top of her snow-white hair and comforted her: "What's the matter, Anna? I think Uncle John After you left, no one came to chat with you again?”

Anna, be gentle-·——Y·E···S

"Don't worry, Uncle John will be back soon. You didn't know that this is the third time I have been admitted to the hospital recently, and the interval in between is less than a week."

After Anna heard this, surprise and confusion flashed in her green eyes. Is Mr. John's job so dangerous? Could it be that following Miss Holmes in investigating crimes will often put you in danger... But why have I never seen Miss Holmes hospitalized?

After this period of contact, Watson has a good understanding of Anna's heart. She is indeed a pure girl with a heart that has not been muddied by the world. He does not need to wait for Anna to type her words at this moment to be able to understand her inner meaning.

"Of course, you forgot that Miss Holmes recently detected an illegal arms group that was trying to riot. You think those are arms, how dangerous they are. Uncle John doesn't have a flexible and intelligent mind like Holmes, so he must be easily injured. "

Anna blinked her eyes a few times, thinking that what Mr. John said did make sense... Hehe, it seems that Mr. John is really like what he wrote in his article, and he is a fool compared with Miss Holmes.

"Shall we continue listening to Miss Holmes' other detective stories today?"

Hmmmm--Anna tapped the table excitedly.

Watson spent a lot of time to comfort Anna who was sad about losing her friend. He looked away at the girl with a lingering look. By coincidence, as soon as he walked out of the ward door, he saw Winfresce walking towards him. Morgan.

He said hello, "Mr. Winfrey, is it another day off today?"

Winfrey nodded with a smile, "Yes, Mr. John came here again to tell Anna the story of the female detective? It's really troublesome for you."

At the same time, he noticed that Mr. John in front of him was wearing casual clothes, and asked: "Mr. John, are you ready to be discharged from the hospital today?"

Watson waved his cane and said, "Yes, it's not good to lie down and not work all the time. Your body will get rusty."

Winfreth did not reply immediately. He thought of John's care for his daughter during the recent period, which brought back the long-lost joy in Anna's eyes. He was very grateful in his heart.

Moreover, he also learned that this was a retired officer with great military exploits and outstanding personal abilities. After this period of contact, he also learned that the other party suffered from an old disease in his left leg that was difficult to heal. It was this stubborn disease that hindered John's departure. Army.

He couldn't help but have the idea of ​​​​loving talents. The stubborn diseases that are difficult to be solved by modern medicine are actually just like this for those with deep hearts. Moreover, his sect is now short of manpower, so why not...

"Actually, I also have a lot of research on difficult and complicated diseases. Maybe I can cure your leg disease, Mr. John. How about we make an appointment and I can diagnose you, Mr. John?"

I'm a little stuck, I'm addicted to blades and I can't find an excuse for Watson to fight... I'll start entering the secret sect tomorrow.