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"It's not that I haven't fought before! As long as I sleep, the wound will heal. If one sleep doesn't work, then sleep twice!" The father was dissatisfied and rejected the proposal to find a doctor for Eric.

In Baloo's memory, illness is a matter of suffering.But Eric already had trouble walking, and it didn't seem like a minor problem that could be dealt with.

The father frowned and said: "He should be taught a lesson. Fortunately, Master Borgu was kind and didn't take him to court. Otherwise, he would have one hand cut off, and he would be recognized as a thief wherever he went, and our family But you have to pay court fees and judgment fees for this!"

For my father, the best outcome of this matter is that Master Borgu has lost his temper and will not provoke any more troubles, otherwise the Duck family cannot bear the revenge from the Borgu family.

The mother has no opinion and obeys the orders of the father.Su Shi no longer insisted on his own opinion and walked out of the house.

Eric was lying on a straw bed after his mother had scrubbed his wounds.There are many bruises on his body, the most worrying thing is that there is a lot of blood on his head, and there are many blood clots in his hair.Mother opened the door again and came in, went to the bed and sat down, waking up the drowsy Eric:

"Eric, touch it."

The mother stretched out her right hand to Eric's eyes, holding a seven-spotted ladybug between her fingers.

"Mother……"

Eric is tired and weak.

"This is the messenger of Our Lady in heaven. Seeing it take off will bring you good luck."

The mother grabbed Eric's hand and put the seven-star ladybug in his palm, and she played with the bug with her fingers to make the seven-star ladybug fly.

"Did you see that, Eric?"

"I saw it."

The mother breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her gloomy face.She reached out and stroked Eric's curls carefully:

"You'll be fine."

But the next day Eric was no better. In fact, he couldn't even get out of bed.

The mother became extremely anxious, but still hesitated, while the father was not hard-hearted, but was used to rejecting all choices that required cost.

Taking advantage of no one else at home, Su Shi rummaged through where his father kept his money yesterday.He thought it would be very simple, because the layout of the house is very simple - a few stools, a wooden table, a wooden box for clothes... But he even touched the beams of the house, but he couldn't find where his father hid the money .

He thought that maybe his father took all the money in the family with him.

But he was not troubled, and he still stayed at home after breakfast, and called his father who was about to go out:

"I have important guests coming this afternoon, Father."

"What?" Father looked at Su Shi suspiciously.

Su Shi said: "The priests of the temple are coming to visit."

My father was a little surprised and surprised, and quickly asked my mother to prepare ale.However, the priest obviously didn't want to stay longer in this house, and asked as soon as he entered the door, "Where is the patient?"

"Patient?" The father was obviously a little confused.

The priest frowned and looked at Su Shi. Su Shi stepped forward and introduced to his father: "This is my father, Master Duck. Dad, this is the priest doctor of Emile Priestly Academy."

"Didn't Mr. Duck ask me to come over?"

"..."

His father's face turned red all of a sudden, he realized that Su Shi must have invited the priest over first, but he didn't have the guts to refuse the priest, and asked him to go home, hurriedly said:

"Yes, yes, my lord priest."

The doctor priest nodded and said, "I still have to attend midday prayer, hurry up."

The father had no choice but to welcome him upstairs with a blushing face and an apologetic smile.

Not long after, his father came downstairs and gave Su Shi a vicious look.

Su Shi just whispered to him:

"15 sous."

Father's face jumped, and he clutched the money bag at his waist, showing a painful expression.

Su Shi walked upstairs, and his father scolded in a low voice:

"My lord priest doesn't want anyone to disturb him!"

"Ok."

Su Shi agreed, still went upstairs, and pushed the two brothers' bedrooms away.The priest doctor was checking Eric's wound, and looked back at Su Shi displeasedly upon hearing the sound.Su Shi respectfully said: "At any time, sir."

The priest ignored him and took out the small bottle containing the celestial fairy juice from the medicine box and fed Eric a little.

Su Shi watched cautiously and worriedly.

Yesterday, Su Shi hurriedly inquired and learned that in this era, there are no dedicated "doctors", but people from other professions work part-time.The most authoritative ones are naturally the priests and doctors. Considering that the temple holds knowledge and schools, Su Shi feels that priests are the group most likely to have access to medical classics compared to people in their profession.

I just heard the priest doctor say to Eric: "Child, the injured body is most likely to be invaded by evil spirits. You must repent of all your sins. This is the key to preventing the disease from getting worse..."

Eric was already struggling to speak, and the priest had to bend down to listen to his confession.

This priest is the priest doctor with the best reputation in the market, and he really lives up to his reputation. Although his expression is cold, he is full of care for patients.Priests always like cleanliness, but civilians are different. They only wash their hands every day, and they may not take a bath once a week... Eric's body is a bit smelly, but the priest doesn't mind. Considering his difficulty, even one hand Hold Eric's hand, twist the glass beads with the other hand and pray:

"God hear my cry,

For my heart is full of trouble,

My life is in hell.

I am in the same row as those who descended into the pit,

I was thrown into the dead,

As if lying in a grave.

You left me in the dark,

Your anger overwhelms me.

God have mercy on me,

Because my heart is in you.

I will fly under your wings,

Wait until the disaster is gone.

I will not fear the night,

Or the day's arrows;

Not afraid of the plague that walks in the night,

Or the midday poison.

God is my refuge,

No evil will come near me.

God said:

For he loves me with all his heart,

I'm coming to rescue him.

For he pleaded with me faithfully,

I will come to answer him.

I will give him a long life,

Show me my grace. [1]"

He closed his eyes with a pious expression on his face. After reading, he opened his eyes and saw Eric looking at him intently. He couldn't help showing a gratified smile:

"I have prayed to God on your behalf, prayed for blessings, and sent it to you. You must always repent of your sins in your heart, pray to God, and don't get close to the devil in hell. Remember, only sincere prayers will give you Redemption!"

Eric opened his eyes wide and nodded.

The doctor priest took out another silver bottle and sprinkled holy water on Eric's head, and completed the treatment with dedication, equality and love.

He felt that what he had accomplished was an important mission, because the "Holy Book" recorded many things about the Holy Son's healing, but Su Shi's heart was full of absurdity.

The doctor priest put the holy water back into the box and stood up holding the medicine box.Su Shi waited by the door, and only followed after the priest walked out.

"My lord priest, my brother's injury is serious, I pray that you can give him more help..."

The priest patiently explained: "He has already bled, so he is not suitable for bloodletting."

"Maybe there are other suitable methods?"

""Pray for God's Favor" is the most suitable prayer poem for his condition." The priest's face turned cold, his lips were tight with displeasure—any professional person would not like to be dictated by laymen.

Su Shi said: "I mean, maybe you can use some bandages soaked in liquid medicine, ointment for smearing wounds, or cut the skin with a knife soaked in wine to bleed out blood..."

"Are you a devil?! Who do you think you are questioning? A loyal servant of God!"

There was an angry look on the priest's face, which almost distorted his face, "You are wasting my efforts! You will make the effect of prayer disappear!"

Su Shi was stunned for a moment, then immediately leaned down and said in a mournful voice:

"My lord priest, you are a holy envoy who sows good seeds for the gods in the world. Please tell this fool in front of you—how can I save my brother!"

The priest forgave him graciously, and said, "Pray for him, boy."

It's not that Su Shi didn't know that what he said would offend people, but he didn't know anything about medicine, so he thought that even if he didn't get actual help, he could get some useful information.

Su Shi said bitterly: "Thank you, my lord."

He almost felt that he was about to resign himself to his fate like his father.

In the evening, when Su Shi returned from midday prayer and went to feed Eric, he found that he could no longer eat.

His condition is clearly deteriorating:

"My chest is tight..."

"I'm dizzy..."

He said.

My mother cried in the backyard while my father sat sullenly at the kitchen table.Su Shi walked down the stairs and ran out of the house.

The flow of life is like time, unstoppable, or like a still river, or like a torrent, in Shakespeare's words-everyone owes God a death. Thinking about it this way, Eric's death is just the difference between sooner and later.Baloo's feelings do not belong to him, he has never tried to understand a character symbol named "Eric", why does he feel unacceptable, why does he feel sad?

Because he couldn't accept that a person was killed because of a dog.

He is not reconciled to the world like this.

The evening in the Middle Ages was extremely gorgeous, and the sunset glow was as thick as blood. Su Shi ran wildly in the setting sun, got into the alley, kicked away the garbage blocking the way, until he came to a small shop.

In front of the store hangs a column, painted with red and white stripes, and a small windmill underneath. When the wind blows, the drum will spin slowly[2], like an old neon. After several centuries, it It will become a light box for barbershops to attract customers, but at this time it represents another meaning——

Red represents blood; white represents bandages.

This is a common sign used by surgeons.

Aldo Coppola Barbershop.

Su Shi raised his head and looked at the simple storefront sign in front of him.

Because touching blood is considered unclean by religion, surgeons are often despised by physicians. In order to improve their status, general surgeons are reluctant to perform some minor operations.But "bloodletting" was very popular in the Middle Ages. People believed that bleeding several times a year was good for health... So barbers began to do "bloodletting" small treatments for customers part-time.The status of barber doctors will only be lower than that of general surgeons, and their fees are relatively cheap, so the audience is quite wide.Later, these barbers and doctors gradually provided customers with medical services such as enema, mole cutting, and tooth extraction. Some barbers and doctors also operated public baths to facilitate bloodletting for customers.

——That's why Su Shi didn't come to the barber doctor at first.

As a modern person, hearing medieval folks describe barbershop sidelines is downright creepy—think of the cases where customers even spurted blood when the barber slashed down.

Moreover, although barbers and doctors have trade unions, they are mixed with good and bad people, and their skills are mainly acquired by practice, and perhaps one of his great practical experiences is-take out the "foolish stone" from someone's brain[3], you It is difficult to judge the true level of a barber doctor by hearing.

But now, Su Shi has no other choice.

He had to make a decision as soon as possible——

Let Eric continue to stand next to him, waiting for his injury to worsen, hoping that there is little hope of self-healing;

Or choose one of the most unreliable medieval barbers he can find, and take the plunge.

Father is not willing to take risks, he is only willing to reach out to receive the benefits in front of him.

"Dark, send Baloo to priest school, this kid is very smart."

It's great to learn well, but what if you can't learn well?Wouldn't it be a waste of money?So, my father thought that instead of spending the money on such things that are not sure that it will be beneficial, it is better to use the money to buy delicious wine, at least the wine in the stomach is real, 100%, not a penny will be wasted.To do one thing is to pursue the perfect process and the greatest result infinitely, but some people have already framed themselves to death before they start doing it.After playing the piano for more than ten years, my father can see that his piano skills are more proficient than in his early years, but he will never understand why his life has not changed because of this.

Those who make choices about the future will face the dilemma of failure.

But if you don't make a choice, life can only stop here.

[1] Revised "Bible" Psalms

[2] The real situation is that there is no windmill rotating, just a fixed stick, and then there are red and white bands

[3] It is said that people in the Middle Ages believed that low IQs were due to stones in the brain.

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Some truths are suitable for some complicated situations, and it is easy to be misunderstood if it is simple and straightforward. It should be expressed as "horizontal view is like a mountain, and the side is a peak, and the distance and height are different." I tried my best to make do.

In fact, the priest in the article is a bit self-deprecating (laughs)