Gift Packs From the Heavens: Starting with One Punch Man Chapter 1833
Pushing open the door of the ward, Dr. Paul couldn't help grinning when he saw Malfoy lying on the bed: "Master Draco, I really didn't expect that we would meet again so soon!"
"..."
Malfoy held his breath for a while, but he didn't dare to get angry with the doctor: he was arrogant, but not a fool.
St. Mungo's is the hospital with the highest status in the magic world, and the status of doctors here is also extraordinary!
simply put.
Even if he is the young master of the Draco family, the other party may not know how much face he will really give him.
This young master is mostly a joke!
so……
If he dares to scold the doctor now.
Guaranteed, he will be kicked out of the hospital.
If it really becomes like that...
Wait for the news to come back to Hogwarts.
He, Malfoy, is a real school joke!
Although……
It's almost there now.
Once at the station, in front of all the students in the school, Lin Bei beat him four times, and once in the dormitory, in front of the whole Slytherin house, he was beaten eight times by Lin Bei.
He, Malfoy, is already a joke!
but……
Anyway.
He didn't want to be ashamed any more.
so……
"I will endure!"
Malfoy gritted his teeth and decided to let the talkative Doctor Paul go first: It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and there will definitely be a chance in the future!
but……
He wanted to spare Dr. Paul.
Dr. Paul did not intend to let him go.
"hehe!"
While examining Malfoy with magic, Doctor Paul grinned lightly: "I said, master, I, Paul, have worked in St. Mungo's for many years."
"You Hogwarts always send a few people to the opening ceremony every year, more or less."
young people.
A little friction is normal!
"but……"
The doctor lengthened his voice and laughed: "Young master, you are the first one to visit our St. Mungo's twice a day with more than a dozen people!"
"..."
Seriously.
If it weren't for this guy named Paul.
The wand was right on his head.
Malfoy really wanted to ignore him, jump up, and punch his stinky mouth first.
Oh shit!
This mouth is too stinky!
Have you gone out to eat shit?
Moreover……
The two of them have no grudges in the past and no enmity in the present.
As for being so sarcastic?
Think so.
In fact, Malfoy was wrong.
How come they have no hatred or resentment?
At three o'clock in the morning, Paul was off work and was sleeping comfortably at home when he was suddenly woken up to go to work.
He didn't give Malfoy a punch, but just made fun of him, which was already a face for the Draco family!
Still want him to look good?
dream!
but……
Scolding is scolding.
The medical ethics of being a doctor are still there.
"I just used medicine for you and your subordinates, sleep here for one night, and you will be fine the next day."
"The medicine costs a total of 300 Galleons. Go to the clinic tomorrow morning to settle the bill."
finished.
Paul was about to leave.
But what he didn't expect was that when he saw that he was going to leave, Malfoy stretched out his hand and stopped him.
"What else is there, Master Malfoy?"
With a cold face, Paul made up his mind: If Malfoy dares to say a word that doesn't please him, he will give him a hard punch!
However……
What Paul didn't expect was.
"That, this..."
Malfoy blushed: "The medicine money, can it be recorded in Draco's account, I have it..."
"ha!"
Paul laughed out loud: "No way, Master Malfoy, after all, you are Draco's young master, how come you don't even bring three hundred gold Galleons with you?"
"Who said I didn't bring it!"
Upon hearing this, Malfoy was unconvinced: Who is he, Malfoy, who would go out without a thousand gold Galleons?
"What about the money?"
Paul narrowed his eyes and reached out.
"this……"
Malfoy swallowed:
"I just ran out. Why are you asking so much? The reputation of the Draco family is worth three hundred gold Galleons no matter what!"
See Malfoy refused to say.
Paul chuckled, and stopped asking: the Draco family's reputation, three hundred gold galleons is still worth it.
He didn't bother to tease Malfoy anymore!
This big night, play with this kid for a while, it's almost over, he's going back to sleep!
Paul is gone.
But Malfoy, who was lying on the hospital bed, suffered from insomnia.
Three hundred gold Galleons?
It's three thousand gold Galleons!
Just think about that number.
Malfoy couldn't help feeling a pain in his flesh: Lin Bei cheated him three thousand gold Galleons with just a blood spot as big as the eye of a needle!
hell!
His Draco family is rich, and to the Draco family, three thousand gold Galleons is really nothing!
But the problem is...
It was Draco's family that had so much money.
It's not him!
It's like, your family has a million, and you have a million, it's completely different.
so……
Come to school this time.
He only brought fifteen hundred gold Galleons in total, and when he first came to the hospital, he spent two hundred.
The remaining one thousand and three.
Just now, it was all given to Lin Bei.
Otherwise, how could he lie on the hospital bed and talk to Paul so unhurriedly?
He was pushed into the emergency room for first aid!
and……
This is not enough.
Lin Bei could talk.
Three thousand gold Galleons, even one less!
But at that time...
He couldn't make any money.
so……
I can only write an IOU to Lin Bei.
He remembered that the content of the IOU was that he, Malfoy, owed Lin Bei 1,700 Galleons for some reason, and the interest rate would be increased by 5% every time.
Well……
Think about it.
Malfoy suddenly realized a problem.
a period of time.
How long has it been?
At that time, he was in a hurry to go to the hospital, and he had to look carefully every time, so he had to recall the memories carefully.
A year, a month, a week... a day?
wrong!
It's a minute!
"See, hell!"
Several hours have passed since he came to the hospital, calculated on a 5% rate hike per minute.
Five thousand, ten thousand, or one hundred thousand?
Malfoy will not be able to calculate this number for a while, but he knows it clearly.
This is definitely an astronomical figure that is very painful even for the Draco family.