Chapter 189 The Universal Language of the World: Art

As the chief physician of the emergency room, although Joe Annis's office is arranged closer to the operating room and ward, it is not too far from the emergency hall where patients enter the hospital.

After all, in an emergency, a distance of just ten meters can be a life-or-death line.

By the time Joe Annis ran to the emergency room, the chaos in the hall still hadn't subsided.

On his way there, he heard two more identical explosions, louder and more violent.

There was a thin layer of dust in the air. The wall on the left side of the entrance that was used to display the background of the hospital and doctors' information was only a small ruin. The torn bricks and stones were scattered on the ground in disorder, as if they had just been hit. Like a bomb attack.

The security guard Hans, who was still showing off his eight-pack abs to Joe Annis yesterday, was now covered with a layer of gray, and he stood there blankly like a lifelike sculpture.

As for Elson Bedruy, the nurse's girlfriend who Joe Annis was most worried about, she was naturally safe and sound. She was hiding behind the information desk with several nurses on duty, her whole body shaking.

Joe Annis looked around the entire hall. Everyone was squatting or lying on the ground. There were no injuries on their bodies, and he did not hear the familiar sound of painful wailing after injuries. There was no pungent smell of gunpowder in the air. This couldn't help but make him feel a little more relaxed.

——Fortunately, no one was injured.

"What the hell is going on? Is anyone hurt? I brought a first aid kit?"

Facing the deathly silent hall, Joe Annis, who had just arrived at the scene, frowned in confusion, oh no, there is another person in the hall who needs treatment.

Located in the middle of the hall surrounded by people, half-crouched was a little girl with silver hair and blue eyes, a delicate face, who was estimated to be no more than twelve years old. The little denim jacket on the girl's body obviously had a hint of British style, and it was obvious that she was not It was a resident living nearby. At this time, he was holding an inconspicuous small wooden stick and looking around with a look of fear.

At the girl's feet, an old and thin old man was lying quietly. The clothes on his body were a little strange. If Joe Annis saw it correctly, he seemed to be randomly wrapped in an ill-fitting women's robe. In terms of size, it is no surprise that it should be the clothes of the little girl standing next to it - obviously, these two people should be the "strange foreign tourists" that Elson Bedruy said on the phone.

With just a cursory glance, Joe Annis could tell that the old man's condition was obviously extremely bad. His lips and cheeks had turned abnormally pale, and his breathing was rapid and heavy. However, the ups and downs of his chest and abdomen were particularly severe. Faintness, let alone vertigo, is already a serious pathological condition.

"I think……"

Joe Annis frowned and walked forward quickly with the first aid kit, about to say something.

"Jo! Stay back, don't go, that little girl is dangerous! Oh, my Lord, she is the devil!"

Seeing Joe Annis in a white coat, he seemed ready to step forward. Elson Bedruy, who was hiding behind the information desk, stood up suddenly, waved his hands and screamed at the chief physician, " You didn't see that she just waved her hand and blew up a wall. And..."

Elson Bedruy did not fully experience the whole process. She just suddenly felt that the air in the entire hall seemed to be stagnant, just like the suffocation she had experienced in school. Then she raised her head and saw the girl. The wooden stick in his hand emitted a red light and hit the display wall, followed by an explosion.

Moreover, as if to show that it was not an accident, the little girl in front of him repeated the same action three times until the entire wall was completely blown to pieces.

"Calm down, Betty. But all I see is a little girl and a patient in need of treatment."

Hearing the words of his little girlfriend behind him, Joe Annis paused slightly and looked at the little girl not far away through the flying dust. His eyes came into contact with those crystal clear lake-blue eyes. As a doctor, , he could clearly see the familiar expression of helplessness and pleading from inside.

"Well, English? British? I am an Emergency Medicine."

Joe Annis swallowed. In fact, after getting closer, he began to feel something strange about the little girl in front of him - he had never seen a normal human hand that could emit white light.

Obviously, the little girl in front of him was treating the old man in a way that he couldn't understand.

There is no doubt that the cry for help he heard on the phone before was made by this girl, so he boldly moved forward. As long as he confirmed that the other party was a patient in need of treatment, then for Qiao... For Annis, the problem is much simpler.

Doctors are never afraid of patients.

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Finally there is a doctor who speaks English.

Elena couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the voice of the man in a white coat across from her. The horror of the language barrier was something she had never thought about before.

To be precise, the low popularity and usage rate of English in Salzburg in 1991 was completely beyond her expectation. This was really different from the well-known tourist city she remembered more than 20 years later.

Everyone in the hospital, whether they are security guards or nurses, all speak irritatingly pure German. Even if they use a few English words, their accents sound heavier than those of Japanese and Indians. I don't understand what they are saying at all.

But even if she doesn't understand the language, Elena can vaguely understand what they want to express from the gestures and expressions of the security guards and nurses - there is no doubt that although Austria is one of the countries with the best medical security in the world, But the premise of such good medical services is based on the resident status of the country.

Elena and Grindelwald, who have black accounts, are essentially no different from those stowaways. Oh no, there is one difference. Generally speaking, stowaways at least carry some local currency with them. However, the two wizards who had just walked from Nurmengard Castle to the center of Salzburg could be said to be poorer than beggars. Not to mention Muggle currency, they didn't even bring a copper Knut.

Of course, although Elena had already thought about it while on the road, art should be a universal way of communication all over the world. Although it may be a little unfriendly, if the cuteness fails, this is the final solution.

"UK, Scotland. He has diabetic ketoacidosis, very serious."

Elena looked at Joe Annis who walked up to her and nodded. Most medical terms are universal, which undoubtedly made it easier for her to explain. There was a hint of pleading in the girl's tone, "Save him, wait until our people come, no matter how much the consultation fee is."

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rua~Voice coding is so fast!

Especially when I’m not stuck, luckily I have a detailed outline of this plot~

It can also refresh my mind even when my hands hurt, especially since I went to the hospital to collect some materials in the afternoon, so I finished writing it very smoothly. .

Please encourage~Please praise~

It’s so hard to be a food writer, I went to bed crying⊙▽⊙

I can't think of a title. I'll add it tomorrow when I think of it.

~rua~