People in the US variety show, the genius doctor is fierce

Chapter 78 Thor's Female Judge

"so poor."

Sean gave them a sympathetic look.

This is so realistic.

“We workers don’t make things difficult for workers. Let’s just treat the previous misunderstandings as being wiped away with an eraser.

We will be good neighbors from now on.

I hate to see poor people suffer.

This way I have a job that doesn’t require me to work hard, I just need to lie down, chat with me, and help out, and I can provide…”

"I do!" Mrs. Kurt exclaimed in surprise before she finished her words, and agreed immediately, looking at Sean with seductive eyes.

"Even if you don't pay me, I'm willing to do it~"

"I would like to, too..." Mr. Kurt interjected weakly.

"Get out! Stop being so disgusting!" Mrs. Kurt started cursing without Sean even saying a word.

She was afraid that Sean would be disgusted by her husband and then not give him a chance.

Mr. Kurt was not convinced, but thinking of the fear that Sean had brought to him with the scalpel in his hand, he dared not say a word.

"Mrs. Kurt, you may have misunderstood." Sean explained: "It's not what you think. It's a very serious job."

"I know, I know, I can be serious~" Mrs. Kurt immediately put away her charm and looked noble and cold.

In her opinion, jobs that require lying down, chatting, and doing manual labor must be an ancient labor-intensive industry that has existed since the existence of human beings.

Some countries now encourage all their women to go abroad to make money and build the country, and they award them prizes and honors.

It’s certainly serious work!

"Have you seen my scalpel?" Sean could only continue to explain: "As you can see, I am actually a medical enthusiast and I plan to become a good doctor in the future.

If you want to be a good doctor, you must have a lot of surgical experience.

I am now about to go to college, and I am still nearly ten years away from graduating from medical school and completing my internship.

I can't wait that long.

You vampires should all be immortal, right?

If you’re willing to help…”

“What?!” Mrs. Cotter finally understood and screamed, “You want us to be guinea pigs?
No!

Absolutely not! "

"It's a study assistant, or a study partner." Sean persuaded soothingly: "We can discuss progress together. You have plenty of time anyway, why don't you learn to be a doctor?
You know, doctors have both status and can make a lot of money.

Do you know, study partners? There are many benefits! "

"This..." Mrs. Kurt hesitated immediately and was no longer as resistant as before.

Because my study partner understands.

It was the same as the old labor-intensive industry job she had understood before.

She still coveted Sean's body.

If I could really be Sean's study partner, I might consider it...

"Double!" Seeing that she was interested, Sean immediately raised three fingers, indicating that no matter how much she had earned before, he was willing to pay twice the price.

He is not short of money.

"But it will hurt a lot, I'm afraid..." Mrs. Kurt stared at Sean's raised middle finger, feeling both excited and hesitant.

Being manipulated on the operating table is indeed a terrifying nightmare for many people.

Vampires are no exception.

"I'll give you anesthesia." Sean persuaded her. Seeing that she did have an instinctive fear of being on the operating table, he simply did not wait for her to ask for more money and took the initiative to make an offer.

"5 times!"

"I agree." Mrs. Kurt was overwhelmed by Sean's generosity and agreed with a whine.

"I can do it too!" Mr. Kurt added drama to himself again.

"Sure." Sean glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "If you haven't been arrested, you're welcome to participate." "As long as you don't sue me, I will definitely not be arrested." Mr. Kurt said happily.

"Sorry, I can't do that." Sean shook his head: "I've been warned once that I have to act according to the law, so I'll just do what I have to do.

It would be bad if I changed my words rashly and gave the bailiff a bad impression, and then he targeted me.

Besides, I also want to see whether this night court is fair.

Our cooperation can only wait until the trial results come out. "

"This is what you should do. Don't offend the bailiff." Mrs. Kurt ignored her husband's life or death, and concernedly told Sean not to offend the bailiff for her husband.

It's not worth it even if it's just a possibility!

This almost pissed Mr. Kurt off to death.

Mrs. Cote directed Sean to where the night court was located.

After getting off the car.

Sean looked at the statue of the goddess standing outside the court.

He was wearing a white robe, a golden crown on his head, a cloth covering his eyes, and holding a scale in one hand and a sword in the other.

It is the goddess of justice who symbolizes law and justice.

Blindfolding means not serving the powerful and only looking at the truth.

The sword represents punishment and the scales represent judgment.

Today, justice is lacking. Judges and prosecutors who represent the spirit of American law prefer to talk about law and order!

justice?

That's not necessary.

"Let's go, let's report to the public defender first." Mrs. Kurt enthusiastically pulled Sean into the court building.

"He is the free lawyer hired by the night court to defend us and the prosecutor."

Sean followed him and saw a middle-aged man wearing a cheap suit, with a numb face, as if he had lost hope in life.

When he heard Sean's story that they were both plaintiffs and defendants, he was not surprised at all and just asked them to go into court first and wait for the trial to begin.

"Isn't there a free defense lawyer?" Sean asked curiously as he walked into the courtroom.

"Of course there is." Mrs. Kurt pulled Sean to sit in the front row and introduced in a low voice: "Although it is useful, it is actually not very useful. It does not have the power of a lawyer in a human court to reverse right and wrong.

Judge Odinson would not allow such a powerful lawyer to exist.

Prosecutors and public prosecutors are more inclined to explain the course of events and demands on behalf of newcomers who are not familiar with the law.

In the end, the trial was decided entirely by Judge Odinson.

After all, the night court didn't even have a jury.

It's all at the judge's discretion.

So don’t offend the judge!”

While Sean listened to Mrs. Kurt's introduction, he observed the other people in the courtroom.

Ok.

Many of them are clearly not human.

It's simply a big gathering of demons and monsters.

He, as a human being, is actually a minority.

Many people had been staring at him since he came in, and when they saw him looking at them, they immediately showed all kinds of expressions.

Some may be posing in a coquettish manner, some may be threatening with a wicked smile, some may be showing goodwill with a smile, or simply drooling, and so on.

Then a deep and hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Everyone stand up, the night court is now in session, presided by the respected and great Judge Bernadette Odinson!"

Everyone was startled and looked towards the other entrance of the court. Sean was sitting in the front row and could see more clearly.

A petite figure wearing a judge's robe walked in, holding a huge Thor's hammer that looked like a movie prop, which was very incongruous.

She walked to the judge's table, took out a small stool from under the table, stepped on the stool, and then sat on the judge's seat. She lightly placed the sledgehammer on the table, a sweet smile appeared on her young face, and she waved for everyone to sit down.

(End of this chapter)