Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Activities on both sides are being held simultaneously, and there is a tendency to develop in more and more bizarre directions.

And all of this, Narren has no way of knowing.

He turned to a room in the backyard, which was a dressing room reserved for show performers.

Party banquets are often indispensable for inviting some performance teams to perform performances to enhance their performance. But this time, as the host, Naryn only prepared some interesting games, and did not arrange a show, so the dressing room was empty at the moment.

There is no one around.

Naryn closed the door calmly, his eyes fell on the weird makeup tools and the stubble of various wigs on the countertop, his expression struggling for a moment. Before long, as if he had made some important determination, his face was ashamed... and he began to take off his clothes.

After a while, a sloppy man with long brown curly hair, a cheap shirt and a bushy beard sneaked out of the room and ran from the path to the foot of the mountain.

Everything is in plan.

With a straight face, Naryn took out his hat from his arms and covered the wig that was messed up by the wind. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he looked down on life.

Before that, he had never thought that one day he would do it to such a degree for the purpose of seeing a doctor.

In the interstellar era, medicine is developed and matched with it is a complete and meticulous medical system.

If you go to a regular hospital to see a doctor, or go to a pharmacy with a business license to buy drugs, they will be entered into the system—the detailed medical records and drug purchase lists become a page in your personal file.

Sells can find the problem with a quick check.

In order to prevent his left breast from being broken for some indescribable reason, and not to be discovered by others, the thoughtful prince struggled for a long time and decided to take the risk and kill all the flaws in the cradle.

He really took a lot of thought.

Now that the idiot of Lelida has been taken away, the seeds of chaos have been buried, and he can finally go to the doctor with peace of mind.

"Huh?" Mora, the general's daughter, made a puzzled voice.

The female family members all gathered behind her.

"Did you see the marshal?"

"Show me too! Good Mora!"

Mora frowned and waved, motioning everyone to silence. After a long time, she finally put down the personal terminal she held in front of her, her eyes showing a trace of confusion.

As an interstellar high-tech product, personal terminals have excellent portability and a wide range of powerful functions. Right now, it has been adjusted to a high-definition camera that can shoot thousands of miles away according to the owner's needs, and it will be broadcast live on the "Fishtooth" platform in real time.

"Goddess Momo, don't fool me, I don't believe this is the sunset volcano in the A-level scenic spot of the Imperial Capital! Isn't this mountain too desolate?"

"The man in front, don't you be a blind man? Didn't the goddess have put a panoramic view just now, now the picture is just a corner!"

"Wait, who was the big beard that flashed by just now?"

"It turns out that I am not the only one who feels strange, ask the same question."

"The beauty of the Yasha people does not include beard, I seem to see a ball of hair drifting."

"Oh my God, so Goddess Mo, you are spying on an old man with a stubble face?"

"..."

The pale blonde female companion next to her grabbed the terminal, fiddled with it for a while, looked up and asked, "Who was that just now?"

Mora thought for a while, and said: "It's just a passerby entering the camera."

She took back her terminal and led everyone to the open-air viewing platform opposite, saying: "The hot spring club should be in this direction."

After re-adjusting the angle, Mora suddenly said: "By the way, little Betty, your confused little expression just now is really good. Look, they fell in love with you at the first glance."

Betty said "Huh?", craned her neck and looked at the screen curiously.

"Are the young ladies in the imperial capital so beautiful?"

"Ahhhh, who was that little cutie just now? Goddess, please introduce me!"

"The Asha Empire is really heaven. Please marriage! Please have an interracial love!"

"The worms in front are so rough, we have reproductive isolation with you, thank you."

…

Betty blinked, seemingly shy, covered her face and ran away.

Not knowing that he was rushing into the live broadcast room, Naren was still carefully hiding his whereabouts. His gray-green eyes looked around from time to time, and then looked down at the map on the terminal.

What kind of broken medical hall, how come it gets more and more remote?

"Hiss—" Narren, who was hooked by the branches of his cuffs, unpleasantly sorted out his clothes, and became more frustrated. This trail is a shortcut to up and down the mountain found in a forum. It is provided by a senior travel friend. It is hidden and safe, and it is not well known. But when I was really walking on the road, I realized that it was not easy to walk.

There is such a desolate trail in the famous scenic spot of the imperial capital, which is really ashamed of the A-level name. After he recovers from his injury, he must find someone to rectify.

wrong.

If someone is suspicious of his actions, they may find some clues about seeking medical treatment secretly. Then, his injuries may be exposed. Isn't it possible that the fellow Sayles may also notice the abnormality?

never mind.

Let it remain desolate.

After walking for a long time, he finally found the medical hall at the end of a street at the foot of the mountain.

"A...Bolo, the hospital?" He squinted his eyes and compared it to confirm that it was the destination of his trip. The appearance of the medical hall is very simple, and there is no grand decoration. The mottled walls are full of traces of precipitation over the years, and a few pots of small plants are placed in front of the door. The buds are not blooming, and they are billowing and swaying in the wind.

It looks like a refuge for hermit masters.

After Naren entered, he found that the medical hall was very deserted. A huge pennant was hung in the most eye-catching place in the middle, with the four characters "Rejuvenating Sacred Hand" on it, without the name of the person who gave the banner. There are many certificates and licenses posted beside the pennants, which makes people feel at ease.

The restless heart calmed down a bit. After the owner of the hospital showed up, Naron expressed his intentions.

After hearing this, the old Chinese doctor with closed eyes directly said, "My clothes are taken off."

Naryn thought for a while, and untiedly unbuttoned it.

The next second, a pair of wrinkled hands touched it.

Naryn: "..."

Old Chinese doctor: "Where? Can't see."

Naryn adjusted his posture silently.

The old Chinese doctor touched the ring, frowned, and pulled his fingers out twice.

Naryn's face turned pale.

"Does it hurt?" The old Chinese doctor quickly let go: "It hurts."

Naryn covered his shattered chest: "???"

The old Chinese doctor wiped his hands, fumbled and picked up a pen and paper, and said as he wrote: "Young people...you don't care about your body. Too much of this kind of thing will hurt your body."

This kind of thing?

Play?

After Naren wanted to understand, he pretended that he hadn't heard.

"This is an external medicine, once a day. This is an internal medicine, three bowls a day, add water and cook for one hour, the specific method is on the list." The old Chinese doctor handed the paper in his hand to him.

After Naren took it and found that there were two pieces of paper, he opened it and took a look, his expression froze: "Infertility, treat it exclusively..."

"Hey!" The old Chinese doctor took the paper out of his hand with great precision and said: "Oh, I'll give it too much. This is not for you."

Naryn: "..."

"Sorry, I want to protect the patient's privacy. This is another patient's list. I can't let you continue to read it."

Naryn used silence to show understanding.

Understand a ghost?

He is the only patient in this broken hospital, okay! And it's not like a medical record at all, it's more like some kind of weird flyer!

The old Chinese doctor pointed in the direction with a serious expression: "The medicine is in another room. You give the order to my granddaughter. After paying the money, she will help you get the medicine."

Naryn nodded, thinking that the other party was blind, and said, "Okay, thank you." Anyway, since so many people on the Internet are affirming the medical skills of the blind old man in front of him, he must be extraordinary. Place.

Perhaps it was his politeness that touched the other person, and the old Chinese doctor eagerly persuaded him: "For certain things, you should still pay attention to temperance."

Narren said: "...I regret it and am ashamed to show it to others, please don't disclose it."

The old Chinese doctor showed a clear expression: "Don't worry, in your situation, I have to take dozens of orders a month, and I will never say anything about it."

Dozens of orders?

He faintly felt that something was wrong, but still bite the bullet and took the medicine.

Naren is different from Sells, who often shows up in public. He doesn't appear in front of the media often. In addition, he also dressed up this time. The granddaughter of the old Chinese medicine doctor found no abnormalities at all. She collected the money very skillfully and handed him the medicine. .

Naryn couldn't help but praise the efficiency of this medical clinic.

It only took ten minutes to see a doctor and get medicine!

Is it really a successor to a genius doctor? Compared with the hospital process of making appointments, registering, seeing a doctor, filming, performing blood tests, paying, taking medicine, returning to the clinic, filming again, performing blood tests and then paying for the medicine, this is almost a god-like speed.

Before leaving the house, Naron heard a whisper.

"Why do such bad men have X lives, but I don't even have a boyfriend?"

Naryn: "..."

After leaving the medical hall, he walked more than a dozen meters away, and couldn't help but look back. He happened to see the huge billboard floating above the medical hall.

"Abolo Medical Center, a century-old formula, cures andrological diseases, treats abuse and dark injuries..."

He did not continue to look at the latter.

If Sells couldn't make a big ugly appearance this time, he would say the name upside down! He must, must, must have revenge!

Something happened while going up the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of boys and girls gathered at the foot of the mountain.

…Why do so many people suddenly pop up?

Could it be that the method he taught Levita took effect? It shouldn't show results so quickly.

Naren, who had originally planned to fade away and reappear in front of others, saw this scene, and walked around, silently approaching the edge of the crowd.

"What happened?" He lowered his voice and asked the person in front of him.