Chapter 75: hospital

Bringing his own high-end fruit baskets, Malfoy slowly walked towards the final destination of the operation-Qing Bian Department Store, this is an old-fashioned red brick department store, Muggles can only see the door hanging The sign of "Closed Decoration" could not be entered. But only the wizard knows that what is hidden under the department store is the main and possibly the only large-scale comprehensive magic injury hospital in the magic world.
The crowd on the street was crowded and bustling, but under the influence of the spell, St. Mungo’s Hospital was well hidden, and Malfoy walked to an inconspicuous glass window with an obsolete display for a long time. If you give it to a child as a gift, the children will disdain, and the years have left a little trace on his body, so that he is no longer as clean as new.
Malfoy said a few words to it. The doll, which should have no life, seemed to suddenly become spiritual and moved. I saw the doll nodded slightly, waving and twisting his connected fingers to signal Mal Fu has obtained permission.
　　 is similar to the wall with three quarters of the platform, except that this glass door is a barrier to the hospital.
He hit the glass door without hesitation, but Malfoy was not hindered by a trace. He only felt that he had crossed a water curtain. After fully entering, he looked up and Malfoy saw the positive outside the hospital door. In the middle, there is a round plaque, the dark blue outer side is supplemented by a red transition background color, and in the center is a bone and a magic wand intersecting, which should symbolize the identity of the wizard and the healing function, and then cross over again. There were already some rusty iron doors. He finally reached the first floor of the hospital. This area is like a collection of emergency waiting room and hospital inquiry and visitor reception. The spacious corridor is full of people and dressed. The therapists in dark green robes walked around and were too busy to deal with it. Some patients with emergency or severe foreign objects were sitting on the chairs on both sides and groaned painfully, waiting for help.
　　 is different from the smell of disinfectant water filled in Muggle hospitals. There are various strange herbs in the air.
Some people who have mistakenly taken the pharmacy have made all kinds of unusual behaviors, grinning and laughing, and crying from time to time, and some are singing loudly, singing Hogwarts’ school song, let Malfoy thought he had returned to the school's opening ceremony. Some people think that they are a bear, sniffing everywhere to find sweet honey, and even more, with their hands upside down and walking in the hall, it is estimated that the perception of hands and feet has been exchanged. In short, it is caused by magic. The problem is simply strange and all-encompassing. For these patients who seem to be insane, the therapists have already seen it, and it is no problem as long as they do not cause major commotion.
　　Some people with severe trauma are generally the first to be treated. They will be sent to the second or fifth floor. This is the Biological Injury Department and the Curse Injury Department. The patients in these departments are often injured more deeply.
　　 There are also some people sitting quietly beside the chairs, reading the newspapers or magazines they brought with them, such as the Daily Prophet. These should be the patients who come to do regular consultations, watching the surroundings calmly.
　　 "Boy, don't you come to see a doctor?" Malfoy felt his left shoulder was patted lightly, and then looked back, a green-browed wizard with a big eyebrow in his eyes. The wizard in green robe put on a kind smile and said, "My name is Augustus Pye, can I help? This patient is too heavy."
Malfoy saw an unusually fat man lying on the stretcher behind him. His arms were almost as thick as his head, his face was full of flesh, and his features were almost covered. Whether his eyes are open or closed, the state is awake or sleeping, because everyone can hardly see his eyes.
　　 As the stretcher under him was crumbling, Malfoy felt that he had heard the poles start to groan painfully, and soon he could not support it.
　　 Malfoy was hesitant before asking: "What is he sick of?"
　　 Augustus said a little helplessly: "He was actually just a little fat, but I don’t know where to buy a weight loss potion made by a wild wizard, and it became like this after drinking it."
　　 "Sure enough, there are counterfeit medicines everywhere." He thought of it, and then he readily took his hand.
　　'S previous hesitation is because there seems to be a lack of awareness of aseptic operation here. If there is a trauma, he can only say sorry to this good-natured therapist.
　　 "The young man's strength is still quite strong." Augustus looked at the teenager in surprise, and he and his colleagues felt their pressure suddenly diminished. "It turned out to be a floating spell." He reacted immediately.
　　As a therapist, their magic can not be used randomly. To face emergencies at any time, their own magic may represent a person’s life, and only outsiders like Malfoy can "wasted."
　　 As a patient who swallowed fake medicine, they had to send this man to the fourth floor-Poison and Plant Poisoning,
"Thank you so much." Until a few of them sent the fat man to the ward, Augustus took a long sigh of relief, wiped away the sweat beads that had already covered his face, and shook his hand. Leaning on the bed for a little rest, he said, "Who are you going to visit?" Augustus asked.
　　 Malfoy reported a few names, and Augustus readily left him a few room numbers.
　　 "Someone stopped you, just report my name, they will not embarrass you." The therapist was still very fond of Malfoy, after all, he helped him a little.
　　 "Thank you." Malfoy nodded.
　　 "I still have some patients to be responsible, you go upstairs yourself." The name of the Malfoy newspaper was all on the fifth floor, so Augustus said so. "Alas, there is not enough manpower." He complained ~EbookFREE.me~ and then continued: "I'm actually the employee in charge of the bio-injury department on the second floor, but I was still drawn to be a strong man." These words he He only dared to complain in front of outsiders, because he was actually just an intern, playing with the attending physician.
　　 "There should be no doctor-patient relationship here?" Looking at the familiar therapist, his thoughts began to diverge again. "Not to mention the wizard's technique, the bones grew up in a few nights, and most of the people here can be cured with ease." He continued to think: "If there is really trouble to find the door, I really don't know whether the doctor was found or not. The patient is in trouble."
What's more, there are too few people in the wizarding world, there are so many people in total, and this hospital should also be regarded as the only authoritative hospital, just like the Mayo Hospital in Muggle society. Guys support it, even if his head is a little normal, he won't make trouble.
　　 Even Lucius donated money to the hospital two years later in order to gain popularity, so that he was invited by Fudge, and the family got the opportunity to go to the top to watch the Quidditch World Cup.
"Pai! What's going on with you! The patient is still waiting downstairs!" A roaring roar from the downstairs came from the downstairs, and the tone was full of dissatisfaction. The man downstairs obviously didn't take into account any hospital rules . But the little assistant Augustus was frightened by the roar, and hurriedly hurried downstairs with the few people behind him.
　　 "Goodbye, boy!" Augustus still remembered to say goodbye to Malfoy when he came downstairs.
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