The Legend of Fatality

Baine looked around Dr. Paparoni-Dreixler's room and thought that money would make everything smooth. It was incredible. If Falheim ’s name was not mentioned, he suspected that the servant would not even let him enter the doctor ’s gate of a luxurious townhouse. Bai En has to admit that this is a pretty good place.

On the oak-encrusted walls, graduation certificates of Heidelberg University, St. Mary ’s University of Oledov, and handwritten proofs from half of the rulers of the Marnus Empire were hung. The huge portrait of the good doctor painted by the famous Kleinman hung impressively from among them. Of course, for the fees he charged, Drexler could certainly afford the service of this great portrait painter.

Bai En glanced at the door. The doctor and Eliza are in his clinic. Bai En was temporarily left outside. He stood up from the comfortable leather armchair and looked around.

Along the wall, there is a row of large glass jars. If they are placed in the alchemist's shop, these glass jars will not appear to be out of harmony. The bookshelves were covered with mouldy leather-bound heads. Bai En picked up one of them. This is Johannes Warman's Nature-Essence Theory, and the cover is written in ancient language. The first edition, yes. The book page was caught in a bookmark, which means someone has read it recently. This is not just the kind of book that decorates the facade, but directly from the bookbinding company. Bane studied other headlines and was surprised to find that only half of them were of medical or alchemy nature. The remaining part deals with various topics, from natural history to celestial movement. It seems that this doctor is indeed a book reader.

"Are you a scholar, Mr. Bai En?"

Bane turned and found that Drexler had come out of the consultation room. He was short and thin, with a narrow, friendly face and a short beard. He is not so much a doctor as a successful businessman. His robe was as gorgeous as Falheim's, and there was no blood everywhere. Bai En can't even see the traditional leech pot. "I read a little book," he nodded and admitted.

"That's good. As long as a person has the opportunity, he should continuously improve his mind."

"How is Elissa?" Bai En asked directly without wanting to talk to him about this topic.

Drexler took off his glasses, breathed into them, and wiped them on the edge of his robe. He smiled and comforted. "She's fine. She just got a common cold. That's all."

Bai En understands why the rich are willing to pay for this person's services. His gentle voice and calm and firm smile gave a great comfort. "Well, isn't that a plague?" "No. It's not a plague. There is no swelling of the lymph nodes. No lesions. There is no purulent ulceration on the skin. There are no common symptoms of the big plague. I'm sure of this."

Elisa came out of the consultation room. She smiled at Bai En. He forced himself to smile. "I know you contacted a plague carrier yesterday, Mr. Bai En." The doctor said suddenly very seriously.

"Yes."

"Then let me see you. Let me see your arm."

In the next few minutes, the doctors performed various mysterious rituals, which Bai En had never seen before from other doctors. He touched his wrist and counted, while paying attention to the astronomical clock on the wall. He patted Bai En's chest hard. He looked at Bai En's eyes with a magnifying glass.

Bai En can understand that the other party is measuring the heartbeat, listening to the lungs, and observing the pupils. But what about this doctor's scalpel, ointment and leeches? Won't this person be treated as a liar? Although Bai En knew that the doctors outside were better known as swindlers.

But this is not what Bai En expected. Of course he is very different from any doctor or barber met by Bai En. First of all, his robe is not dirty, and there is no dried blood on it. And this man was tanned, which is unusual for someone who spends most of his time indoors. So Bai En mentioned it, and Drexler looked at him sternly.

"I spent some time in Ayrby," Drexler said. "I study medicine at a great school in Casabar."

Bai En looked at the wall. There is no diploma from the University of Ai Erbai. Drexler clearly understood his thoughts because he smiled. "They do not award degrees in Casabar! When you leave, you are either a therapist or not. If you are not, there is no piece of paper that can turn you into another person."

"Good speaking. But what did you learn there that you could not learn in the Marnus Empire?"

Bai En is not like all citizens of the Marnus Empire. He believes that the Marnus Empire is the most advanced and civilized human country in the world. But among all the cities and countries he has seen, the Marnus Empire does have its own unique features. And the point is that he ca n’t think of anything the El-Eba people have to teach the doctor. Of course, if it is an elf or a dwarf, it is normal, but it is not an Elba.

"Many things, my friend. This includes the fact that we do not monopolize wisdom, and much of the knowledge that our doctors teach is wrong."

"such as?"

"Well. I won't let my patients bleed. This will do more harm than good."

Bai En was relieved, and was also surprised. He was relieved because, as he had seen before, this doctor was indeed good enough. The surprise is that because the doctor dare to say this, he obviously does not worry about being treated as a river liar! Here, almost everyone and those so-called 'doctors' know that bloodletting is essential to release the rancidity in the blood Body fluids to speed up the recovery of patients.

However, Falheim claimed that this man was the best doctor in Heidelberg, and he cured more patients than all other surgeons and barbers combined. In addition, Drexler does seem to be a very civilized and educated person. Bai En can now confirm this.

"Do you think I have the plague?" Bai En thought while playing with the badge in his hand, and then suddenly asked, he was full of worry and expectation while waiting for Drexler's answer, which made him very be surprised.

"No, Mr. Bai En, I don't think so. I think you have a cold, that's all. I think most people in this city who think they are suffering from plague may have the same idea. I think the panic caused by this idea Will be more harmful than the plague itself. "

"So, do you think the plague is not true?" Bai En agreed with the doctor's point of view.

"Oh, of course I believe this is true. I think as summer comes, more and more people will come here from the countryside, and many people will die because of this. But I know you are not sick, those who come to me There are no rich people. If you are really infected, you are already dead or almost dead. "

"This is easy to diagnose," Bai En said coldly. Drexler laughed again.

"I will give you the pills that I gave to your brother and his family to you and Miss Elisa. The herbs inside can prevent the spread of the plague. I also put some spells on them."

"So, are you both a doctor and a magician?" Bai En said with a smile, otherwise the other party could see that he already knew that he was a spellcaster.

"I ’m a therapist, Mr. Bai En, and I ’ll do everything possible to help my patients. I ’ve dabbled in a protective magic. You know, although I ca n’t fully guarantee their effectiveness, if you come into contact Plague, they should help. "

"I thank you for this." Bai En said, he was not sure if the other party's words were self-effacing or really could not determine the effect of the spell. But Antalatum is certain of the effect of this spell. If he thinks it is effective, then it must be effective.

"Don't thank me, Mr. Bai En. Thank you brother, after all, he is paying my bills."

When Brian got up and left, he noticed that Drexler was staring at his hand intently. His face became pale, and his eyes became cold.

"Is there anything?" Bai En asked.

"The badge in your hand. Do you mind telling me where you got it from?"

"Of course not. It belongs to a ... friend, a Templar of the Knights of the Molten Heart named Gar-Kepler ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he died, I took it away, hopefully someday Can you give it back to you. Why do you ask this? "

"Are you a friend of Gal Kepler?"

"We traveled along the border with Bill Barry. He was on a mission when he died."

"I know Gal Kepler. We are old friends. We studied together in the seminary of Marnus. I haven't heard from him in a long time."

"So, I'm sorry to tell you such bad news."

"What did he do when he died?"

"He died like a hero."

"This is exactly what he wanted. I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Bai En."

"No, I'm sorry to bring such bad news."

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"He looks like a very nice person," Elisa said. "So wise. Very reassuring."

"what did you say?"

Bai En looked up at her. Drexler happened to know the dead Templar, which made him uneasy, and he felt guilty, because he didn't make any more effort to return the Templar's sword and melted it. However, that is indeed a good weapon.

"I said, he is very reassuring."

"very much". Bai En looked at her sourly. She sang praises to the doctor all the way until she returned to the blind pig tavern, her hands never left the copper ball incense burner too far. Bai En does not know if he is jealous. He actually agreed with the woman, but admitted that for some reason, it was difficult to agree. Elisa seemed to feel this. She looked up at him and smiled teasingly. "Why Bai En, are you jealous?"

Why does the woman seem to have such incredible instincts for these things? He wanted to know-even when he muttered denial.