Chapter 4 Three outrageous medical clinics

Author: Han Luo

Chapter 4 Three outrageous medical clinics

In 1682, on the continent of Europa (a world that is absolutely different from the earth), the upper class of Luz Pittburgh briefly fell into hustle and bustle.

"It's really an amazing character, and it's worth watching him than watching any comedy."

Baron Robespierre applauded slowly, and his face maintained a contempt for some reason.

The person next to him praised: "Mazaran is the king's lackey. I just hope he doesn't go too far, otherwise the citizens will bomb him and the guard of honor."

The Marquis Condorcet frowned when they heard their discussion, but said nothing.

"Shh-Stop talking."

Robespierre noticed his gaze and quickly stopped his companions who wanted to continue talking.

The mayor's secretary held his glasses and confirmed that he had read every word of the letter.

So he pinched a corner of the paper with two fingers, gently placed it on a mat made of velvet, and then nodded to the mayor.

The mayor's actions were slower than others, and he was thinking about things just now.

"Sir, as the letter said, our Finance Minister is always very concerned about local finances, so he sent a secretary to check the taxes in the city."

When the mayor said the word finance, he paused for a moment, and then let out an extremely low sigh.

"I think he was overly concerned, but the secretary in charge of this matter has already set out from Strath and can arrive here in only three days at most. We should express our enthusiasm to this guest who came from afar

Everything is normal here.”

“Yes – I agree.”

Baron Robespierre said quickly, the thin man stood up and kept waving his arms to express his enthusiasm for the matter.

"It's meaningless to spend too much time on the tax calculator, and everyone should understand."

"Everyone should express their attitude and let His Excellency understand the sufferings of tax calculations."

"In this way, all the problems can be solved."

Someone next to him retorted contemptuously: "You are too arrogant to yourself. They have always been famous for their ability to calculate and be merciless. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people who don't like him gather here."

Both sides had their own opinions, and as they were about to start arguing, the Marquis knocked on the scepter in his hand.

The sudden sound of Titicaca on the marble made the lively city council hall quiet.

"Now back to the next question."

“How should we organize a welcome ceremony?”

The smooth and smooth horse took small elegant square steps and pulled the carriage steadily.

Ivan sat face to face with his luggage, and they marched together on the streets of the city's activities.

Unlike the tree-shaded gardens where the champagne were planted before, the buildings here are neither luxurious nor artistically beautiful. They are intertwined, and each building is almost the same, but not exactly the same.

The residents have ten thousand means to make them from uniformity and become like the gypsy's house.

Many people live in a house with several families. They separate the rooms with wooden boards and divide the originally narrow space into several single rooms.

When the guests visit a relative, everyone seems to have come to the dwarf kingdom.

The groom watched the citizens pass by him with contempt.

He considered himself a servant of a nobleman, and was different from these mediocre people.

Ivan didn't care about his mood. In his opinion, it would be good if the servant who served him was not as verbose as the butler.

The coachman picked up his luggage and started moving it inside, and the hotel's staff naturally knew that there were guests coming.

Before one foot crossed the threshold, the guy bowed very skillfully.

"Dignified sir, what is your name?"

"Ivan Dorling."

"It turns out that Young Master Daolin is here. Please forgive me for not being able to prepare in advance. If you can send someone to inform me earlier, we will definitely prepare everything in advance."

“There’s no need for these.”

Ivan didn't care about his favor, but instead hugged his chest, watched the other party order his subordinates to carry his luggage, and asked with a little fun: "How long have you been working here?"

"I'm not sure, I've been here for 10 years and am now a professional manager."

"It's been 10 years, so you must be very familiar with this area."

"I know everything about the business related to the hotel. Even if it is not related to the hotel, I can still know the people and things around me. I don't know what I can do for you?"

Ivan leaned against his chair: "How many clinics are there in our city?"

"The small clinic is difficult to calculate. There are three large clinics, namely the Rasputin Medical Center, the Tiangong Mutual Mistake Mystery Institute, and the Hippocrates Body Fluid Research House. All of these three clinics are located in the halls.

Experienced physicians. Of course, they treat others differently.”

"Have you ever been there to treat the disease?" Ivan stood up and showed a curious look.

The manager took off the suitcase from the coachman's hand and said respectfully: "I had a headache. My friend introduced me to the Tiangong Mutual Decision Mystery Center. Doctor Dick there claimed that my fire palace and underground palace had repulsed, and it must be in the second lunar month.

When it comes to a higher ritual, the life zone is alleviated.”

"I originally agreed to the ceremony, but I didn't expect that before the second crescent moon appeared, the headache would be cured."

"so."

Ivan laughed: "So you didn't spend money, right?"

The manager is not sure, so he thought that his answer made him feel dissatisfied, and he looked a little frightened: "I don't quite understand what you mean, but I know many workers who have performed promotion ceremonies. I can introduce them to you, but they

The behavior of being vulgar may affect your mood."

“Don’t be afraid.”

Ivan waved his hand: "Of course I have my way to find out the truth of the matter. Now you just need to tell me what you know."

"I'd like to follow your instructions, but he...

The administrator told Ivan about the treatment characteristics of the three clinics.

He raised his eyebrows and found that the medieval clinic was really unique.

In addition to the Tiangong Mutual Resolution Mystery Center just mentioned, the doctor at Rasputin Medical Center believes that all diseases are caused by curses. He suggested that every patient who comes to his clinic should buy some curses to prevent curses.

.

When necessary, you should also eat some mummy powder to protect yourself.

Hearing this, Ivan was about to curse.

A clinic is engaged in astrology and seeking gods.

A great master in a clinic is playing curses.

The truly reliable place does not seem to exist.

He sighed and could only pick the general from the short man.

After some discussion and inquiries, Ivan decided to go to the Hippocrates Body Liquid Museum first. If that place is OK, he would temporarily learn medical skills in that place.
Chapter completed!