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Chapter 373 The Marshal and the Doctor 1

[The plane jump has been completed.]

Arrived plane number: B-738.

Start detecting plane attributes...

Testing completed

The current average concentration of plane spiritual power is 0.34%.

Technology level: medium to low,

Preliminary judgment is 'modern'

There are potential danger sources around.

Danger level: High.

Please be careful with it.】

【Tracking...

The latest location of Lord Mo Heng has been tracked.]

【Best identity matched】

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The dusk shrouded the rustling of sycamore leaves, and the Gothic spire of St. Mary's Hospital cast a dark shadow in the autumn breeze. Chu Jun put his copper stethoscope into the carved sandalwood medical case, and the silver-threaded bamboo-leaf patterned gown beneath his white coat was lifted by the draft.

"Dr. Chu, I owe you so much to my legs and feet!" The old tailor stood up with the help of a huanghuali cane, his cuffs polished to a shine, the satin gleaming in the electric light. "After all, he's the young master of the Chu family. He can even get penicillin from foreigners."

"It is our mission to save the dying and the wounded. You are too polite, old man."

"You've studied abroad! You speak so elegantly, a cultured person!"

The old tailor with gray hair wore a thick cotton jacket. Although it was patched, he lived a good life among ordinary people. The old man was in good spirits. Even though he had several broken fingers on his hands, it did not prevent him from chatting with Chu Yun.

Chu Jun just smiled and helped the old man wrap the gauze tightly on his hand. The platinum watch chain of the Swiss pocket watch on his wrist made a slight sound.

"I'm leaving today, Doctor Chu. I'll come to the hospital to see you in a few days." The old man was Chu Yun's last patient. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, he thought of his wife and grandson at home and did not bother Chu Yun any longer.

"Take care, old man."

Chu Jun sent the last patient away and was finally able to leave work.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already past seven in the evening. The sun had long since set outside. A cold autumn wind whistled through the window and into the house, as cold as the times.

Chu Jun carefully cleaned his hands with disinfectant and simply packed up his tools.

The medical conditions here are considered the best in the city, but they are not even a bit behind the modern ones. Even the scalpel in his hand cannot be produced domestically and is completely dependent on imports. It is not something that can be bought with money. Only Chu Jun, the young master of the Chu family who has studied abroad, can afford it.

"Quack."

The sound was very slight, and if someone was not very alert, they would probably ignore it.

The sound, like something hitting the ground, attracted Chu Jun's attention.

Thinking of the chaos of this era, Chu Jun took the scalpel he had just packed up and stared vigilantly at the window behind the screen, where the sound came from.

"Is it a crow?" Chu Jun thought.

But soon, Chu Jun knew what it was.

The window was quietly opened, and then in the pitch-black night, a figure climbed in through the window.

"Who?" Chu Jun pointed the tip of the knife at the screen, worried that it was a thief who wanted to steal from the hospital.

The "thief" who climbed over the wall seemed to recognize the voice of a young man and remained alert.

"Excuse me." A hoarse voice filled with the smell of gunpowder said, "I'd like to borrow your place to avoid the limelight."

Hearing the voice of the person coming, Chu Jun's vigilance disappeared. He put down the scalpel and approached the bed behind the screen, but smelled a slight smell of blood.

"Are you OK?"

The man seemed too weak and sat on the hospital bed. Chu Jun could see no injuries on his body.

Then, the injury is most likely in the leg.

Seeing that the young doctor seemed to want to go around to this side of the bed, the man immediately spoke to divert Chu Jun's attention: "My family wanted to take me on a blind date, and I accidentally scratched my leg when I was running away. Do you have a bandage? I need to stop the bleeding first."

The man was wearing an expensive cashmere suit and had his hair waxed. Judging from his outfit, he really looked like a rich young man who was on his way to a blind date. He was definitely not a bad guy who would commit theft.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jun did not move forward to test him, but turned around and went to get him some gauze.

"Do you need me to help you with your wound? As you can see, I'm a doctor in this hospital."

"I can do it myself. It's just a minor wound. But my family will find us here soon. If possible, can you help me get them away? Honestly, I really don't want to go on a blind date. It's a family marriage."

The man frowned slightly. He didn't look very old between his eyebrows. When he lowered his eyes in a bit of grievance, he looked very innocent, making it easy for people to believe what he said.

Chu Jun obviously "believed" it. He first walked outside the ward to take a look. He did hear a noisy sound downstairs, which must be someone coming to the door.

Suddenly, the sound of neat leather boots could be heard outside the rosewood window. He grabbed the nurse's uniform and threw it behind the screen: "Can you button your clothes?"

These are Chu Jun’s colleague’s clothes, but the style of the clothes doesn’t seem to be suitable for men.

When the man put on his clothes, he realized something was wrong.

The simple and elegant white robe is tailored to fit the body, with a dignified stand-up collar, slightly tightened cuffs and hem, and a belt of the same color tied around the waist.

After noticing the nurse cap in Chu Jun's hand, the man realized that the young doctor was giving him a nurse's uniform.

But the noise outside was getting closer, and it was obviously too late to take off clothes. In desperation, the man took the nurse's cap and put it on his head.

The hem of the skirt covered the wound on the man's leg. If you looked at his back, he was indeed just a taller nurse.

"···This room···" "It's locked····Come here···"

"Bang!" When the door was kicked open, the ferocious group of people outside looked at the doctor and nurse hugging each other in the room and felt very sorry.

The intruder encountered this scene: a young doctor leaning against a patent leather examination bed, his bony hand caressing the back of the "nurse's" neck. The dim wall lamp cast two shadows on the stained glass, their overlapping shadows resembling tangled vines.

It was obvious that the two were preparing to do something.

"Is there something wrong?" The doctor seemed a little dissatisfied with being disturbed. He raised his hand and pressed the "nurse's" head on his shoulder, looking at the person outside the door with sharp eyes.

"Curfew rounds." The leader's boots trod across the broken glass, his bayonet slicing a cold, white light through the door frame. "Have you seen a man in a black suit?"

The guy in military uniform spoke Chinese with an accent, and he didn't look like a bodyguard at all. However, Chu Jun kept his promise and held Mo Heng in his arms without revealing his face.

Chu Jun had a scalpel at hand. He twirled it carelessly, seemingly threatening but also looking around casually: "This is a church hospital."

The German words rolled off the soldier's tongue, startling him so much that he took a half step back. The men in uniform knew that they could not afford to offend the Germans behind this hospital.

They really need to think carefully before doing anything on foreign territory.

"Sorry to bother you." Although the officer was unwilling to give up, he didn't want to offend the person in front of him at first sight. He just made sure that there was no place to hide people in this clinic. Finally, he took a look at the two people hugging each other before leading his men away.

When the wooden door closed again, the man in her arms suddenly laughed, and his warm breath swept across the buttons on Chu Yun's collarbone.

"Master Chu is quite resourceful." Mo Heng ripped open the collar of his nurse's uniform, revealing the silk shirt underneath. "I owe you a favor."

"you know me?"