I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 132 and 134: Jealousy breeds hatred

"You bastard! Satomi, are you kidding me?!"

When Professor Kurokawa's ghost appeared, Professor Nori remained silent and even quietly took a few steps back to hide in the crowd.

After all, he had a very bad relationship with Kurokawa. They had been fighting for the position of dean of the medical school for several years. What if Kurokawa's ghost held a grudge and took him with it when he left?

He had only been in the position of medical school minister for a year, barely warmed his seat, how could he die so young at this time?

Although none of the doctors present dared to answer Professor Kurokawa's question, Professor Noriu couldn't help but show a smug look as he watched Professor Kurokawa proceed with his plan to treat the nouveau riche company president.

But now, unexpected trouble has arisen. Dr. Satomi suddenly appears out of nowhere, and he immediately changes color and angrily rebukes her.

"Stop talking nonsense and spouting rubbish!"

Professor Uchi didn't have the audacity to boss around Professor Kurokawa's ghost, but when facing Dr. Satomi, he once again displayed the imposing manner of a medical school president.

Professor Kurokawa withdrew his hand from the handle, blinked his white eyes, which then returned to their deep black, and turned his head to look at Dr. Satomi silently.

"The patient is in room 1309," Dr. Satomi said in a firm voice, showing no fear.

Dr. Satomi was fearless in the face of both Professor Kurokawa's ghost and Professor Noriu's rebukes.

"Room 1309, is that the child with bone cancer? But the president's condition is also critical. What difference does it make who we save? Dr. Satomi, stop meddling! We doctors should treat all patients equally."

Seeing that the Ghost Doctor had stopped what he was doing, Professor Zene anxiously spoke up.

"Treat everyone equally? Professor, you only transferred him to this ward because you were after the president's 100 million yen, didn't you? You're supposed to be the dean of the medical school, yet you're so greedy for money, using despicable means to deprive a child of the chance to be saved."

Now that things have come to this, Dr. Satomi no longer has any reservations and directly exposes Professor Noriuchi's hypocritical face.

"Satomi, what do you know! This 100 million yen isn't going into my pocket; it's a donation to our medical university hospital. Satomi, watch your tone! You're talking to the head of the medical university!"

Professor Zene blushed and said angrily after being so openly contradicted by a mere assistant professor.

"Professor Kurokawa, even considering the illnesses, the child in room 1309 is in more serious condition, his life hangs in the balance, and there is no time to lose. As for the president of room 1302, although he has late-stage esophageal cancer, he should be able to hold on for another year."

Now that things had come to a head, Dr. Satomi stopped paying attention to Professor Noriuchi's expression and turned to Professor Kurokawa, speaking solemnly.

Professor Kurokawa's cold face remained unchanged, and he remained silent, but his eyes flickered a few times.

Dr. Satomi still vividly remembers the day before yesterday when Professor Kurokawa first appeared at the hospital. His face was as pale as a corpse that had just crawled out of a grave, and he exuded an aura of death that was terrifying to the extreme.

Professor Kurokawa's face was still pale and expressionless, but he seemed more alive than on the first day.

If a stranger met him, they might think he was a doctor who was somewhat weak, and wouldn't associate him with ghosts or corpses.

Professor Kurokawa's reaction shows that he is rational.

As expected, Professor Kurokawa resumed his steps and walked steadily down the corridor.

It appears that the president of Room 1302 has given up on treating the child and instead opted to perform surgery on a child with life-threatening bone cancer.

Although there were more than twenty people gathered at the scene, and they were outnumbered, they were too intimidated by Professor Kurokawa's imposing presence to make a sound, and some even retreated in fear.

The doctors, especially those who knew Professor Kurokawa, were incredibly shrewd and tactfully huddled behind the wall, making way for him.

The security guards, on the other hand, were bewildered and looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

The hospital changed security companies only six months ago, and these security guards are all new. Few of them know Dr. Kurokawa, who was in charge of the hospital a year ago.

When the hospital's senior management summoned the security personnel, they did not tell them the truth about the ghost doctor, leaving the security guards completely bewildered by the current situation.

However, a few of the smarter and more observant security guards sensed that something was wrong and, like the doctors, buryed their heads in the sand and leaned against the wall.

A few clueless young men stood there dumbfounded, completely unaware of what Professor Noriuchi and Dr. Satomi were arguing about.

"Kurokawa, you...you..."

When Professor Kurokawa approached, Professor Nori's face was filled with uncertainty. He tried to muster the courage to say something to Professor Kurokawa, but the words were stuck in his throat and his jaw was chattering. He could only stammer and couldn't get the words out.

Professor Kurokawa completely ignored him, passing by Professor Noriuchi with a cold expression.

That same expression again!

Professor Zekuro watched Kurokawa's retreating figure and couldn't help but clench his fist.

Kurokawa, a genius doctor who overshadowed his peers, had this kind of expression in college. Although he appeared to be elegant and refined on the surface, he was actually extremely arrogant and cold, and looked down on all his peers.

But you're already dead, so why do you still have that expression?

The current owner of the affiliated hospital of the medical university is not you, Kurokawa, but Professor Noriuchi.

"Security! Security! Arrest this man right now!"

Professor Zenai lost his mind for a moment, and disregarded the fact that Professor Kurokawa was dead and he was now facing his ghost. He shouted in a fit of rage.

"Get these intruders out of the hospital right now, or I'll fire you all!"

Hearing this, the security guards had no choice but to walk towards Professor Kurokawa.

Although they still don't understand the situation, Professor Ze Nei, the head of the affiliated hospital of the medical university, has given orders, and they, as security guards, can only obediently follow them.

"Doctor, you're not from our hospital, please leave..."

Professor Kurokawa now looked like a doctor with an unhealthy complexion. The security guards, who were kept in the dark, were somewhat confused, but not particularly afraid.

Two burly security guards, one on each side, simultaneously reached out to grab Professor Kurokawa's shoulders.

Professor Kurokawa neither dodged nor flinched, but when their fingertips touched his white coat, both of them strangely stopped moving.

"Huh? Why aren't my hands and feet obeying my commands?"

"Me too!"

The two security guards turned around stiffly, like puppets, their faces filled with terror, and the next moment they rushed towards Professor Zenei.

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey and a hawk catching a rabbit, the two security guards quickly pinned Professor Zene face down onto the cold plastic floor.

(End of this chapter)