Chapter 383 "Don't be superstitious about science! Look at my metaphysics!"

In the ward on Wednesday, October 10nd.

"Yesterday was another peaceful day, with no news worth noting! So our newspaper has specially opened a 'novel module' to serve everyone with the best stories~
"Next is an excerpt from The Return of the Count, written by the great writer Emperor Roselle. I hope you all like it!" Fors had a piece of cloth with the word "struggle" written on it tied to his forehead. Next to him was a cup of bitter Filmer coffee. He was wearing a hospital gown but was still writing furiously on the small table.

There were tears of grievance in her eyes. Yesterday's essay... was discovered by her immediate boss, Old Blue, when he came to visit. The old man was very pleased and tore up all the manuscripts on the spot, and urged her to write new news articles and novels...

Fortunately, I am the best at being lazy! As long as I quote a lot of original novels... it will be comfortable for everyone to read and for me to write!
Knock, knock. There was a knock on the door. Fors instinctively grabbed the manuscript and hid it under the quilt. Then he regained his normal expression and said, "Come in!"

A familiar-looking blonde nurse walked in with a smile, followed by Dr. Allen who she had met before!
"Ms. Wall, it's time for the routine checkup~"

Fors reacted instantly. This scene was so familiar! Uh...it was these two who were responsible for my last bone fracture! She asked curiously:

"Doctor Allen? Didn't you break your right leg in that fall? Has it healed yet? Well, I didn't see you when I was in the hospital yesterday. I thought you were recuperating."

When Alan saw the female patient with curly brown hair and a pretty face, he said with astonishment:
"It's Ms. Wall! I couldn't believe it when I saw the file before!" He immediately lowered his head and looked at the medical record in his hand and read:

"The left calf is suspected to be fractured...

"Can I ask you a question? How's your luck lately?"

"Ah? Why do you ask that?" Fors subconsciously thought carefully for a while and replied:
"Well, my luck has been bad lately... Damn it, I must be cursed!"

Bang! The hardwood board with the medical records on it fell to the ground with a loud noise. Dr. Allen looked a little guilty. He squatted down in a panic and tried to pick up the board, but he slipped without paying attention and his head hit the metal bedside!

Suddenly, Dr. Allen felt somewhat relieved. What was supposed to happen had finally happened! It seemed that, as Detective Watson said, his bad luck was "highly contagious" and he was the source of all the troubles! He was really sorry for Ms. Wall...

Boom!
Alan's head stopped moving, but the expected severe pain did not come! He stood up and saw that there was another familiar figure beside him. It was a young man wearing a black windbreaker, with a bookish look on his face, who was resting his palm on his head. He looked extremely handsome at this moment!

"Mr. Moretti?" He asked with a look of surprise and astonishment.

“Dr. Allen, you must be careful even in the ward…” Klein heaved a sigh of relief and reminded them. He came to deliver breakfast to the two “patients” and encountered such an “emergency” situation as soon as he arrived, so he took action immediately!
"Okay, okay," Allen said after he stood firm.
"Thank you, Mr. Moretti. I will check your wife's injuries now... I will be very alert, please rest assured!"

“Um…haha, okay, please,” Klein said with a smile, his lips curled up.

Xiao Fu, disguised as a blonde nurse, stepped forward to help pull up Fors's calf. Although the wound was still a little red and swollen, it did not spread to the surrounding area. Allen nodded and said:
"Fortunately, Ms. Fors, your injury this time is not that serious. The previous conclusion of bone fracture still needs to be overturned. You only need to rest for a few more days and you will recover.

"Phew, luckily your condition is not as serious as mine, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

“Ah? Did the doctor say a fractured bone? Did you fall again?” Fors asked in confusion.

Allen said subconsciously:

"No, I mean the 'bad luck' situation... uh... never mind, Mr. Moretti, I'm leaving now. I will hand over the treatment of your lover to a doctor who is better than me. Please rest assured that this kind of accident will never happen again!"

After saying that, he walked out of the ward carefully. The blonde nurse smiled sweetly at the two of them and followed them out.

Klein put down his breakfast and stroked his chin. This nurse gave him a feeling... a little different from the time Fors was hospitalized...

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his ear and immediately begged for mercy:

"Hiss! It hurts! Please stop! I was wrong!"

Fors said fiercely:
"I obviously didn't use any force, you don't have to act for me!
"That nurse was really pretty, wasn't she? She has a nice face and curvy figure... Did you feast your eyes?"

“No, no! I promise I didn’t see it!” Klein held up three fingers and swore:
"And you remember what I said yesterday, the nurse who was acting frivolously and intimately in the next room was her! I will never go with old Blue..."

“Shh! Keep your voice down!” Fors covered Klein’s mouth, stopping him from continuing. She laughed and said:

"Old Blue is really a good boss, don't you think so, Klein..."

Klein turned his head in confusion. No one entered the room. Why did Fors start to flatter him? He could only nod in agreement, indicating that he understood and stopped talking about the previous topic.

Fors shook her hands with disgust, and wiped the saliva on her hands on her boyfriend's windbreaker. Then she lay back on the pillow, stretched her waist comfortably and said:

"By the way, did you hear what Dr. Allen said before? What about 'bad luck' and 'not as bad as his'? He even asked me 'how's my luck lately'...

"Is it possible that both of my fractures were caused by bad luck? And the same is true for Dr. Allen?"

Klein laughed and said:

"How is that possible? You are 'superstitious'... uh... superstitious about science! We should believe in metaphysics!
"We should use divination to confirm this now!" He stretched out his hand like a magic trick, and a pure crystal ball appeared in his hand. He said confidently:

"I just supported Doctor Allen and talked to him for a long time. With this kind of relationship, I now have enough mediums for divination!

"Ahem! Divination statement...

"'Did Dr. Allen's fall down the stairs have any supernatural influence?'

"..."

Fors took the lunch box on the table beside her, took out a "steamed bun", and ate it while watching the "divination show", looking very comfortable.

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant sound, as if glass breaking, was heard.

(End of this chapter)