Chapter 572 The Bloody Coin Under the Feet

Even if Gretel didn't like Viscount Joan, he wouldn't make fun of the patient's life. You don’t have to accept apprenticeships, you don’t have to take money, but you must definitely see patients~~~

He listened patiently to Viscount Joan's description of the location, number of people and conditions of the disease. Then he declined Viscount Joan's banquet and said that he would go back and make preparations and go take a look tomorrow.

"Don't! When someone with your status comes back, there will be at least a few banquets!" Viscount Joan was a little anxious. He broke off his fingers one by one:

"Elder Erwin, Master Gehrman, High Priest Horner, Bishop Buckley, Baron Vaughan, Knight Nolan..."

I counted about ten people with a bang:

"You have to meet these people no matter what! I'll host a banquet. When is it convenient for you -"

"After I see this batch of patients..."

Grete smiled, said goodbye, and ran away. Are you kidding? He just escaped from a diplomatic banquet and is here to attend the banquet again? Please, he didn’t come all the way back just to attend the banquet!

How boring that is!

After leaving the city lord's palace, Gretel immediately approached Elder Erwin. The village where many people suffered from strange illnesses was located in a remote valley, in a small valley on the edge of the viscounty territory. In the words of Viscount Joan, "They are all poor people..."

Since they are all poor, it is probably impossible to count on the great priest of the Spring Temple. You probably can't count on the bald bishop either - he doesn't have the right expertise. On the contrary, the teacher has traveled to every corner of the viscounty, and he might have heard of it...

Elder Erwin indeed knew. Gretel was only halfway through his description when he immediately replied:

"I know this village. About a year ago, the villagers began to have diseases one after another. I treated them, and they were relieved and relapsed after a while. Since the city lord asked you to ask us, tomorrow we will Let’s go and see it together.”

Grete wished for it. How nice to go with a teacher, someone to lead the way and an experienced healer to give guidance. He doesn't know many of the high-level divine arts of the natural system yet!

He made an appointment with the teacher to meet at the medical center tomorrow and set off with the guide sent by Viscount Joan. I calmed down and walked to Uncle Karen's house. Halfway there, I was stopped in the middle of the road:

"Um...Mage Nordmark...are you free now?"

"Ah, oh!" Gretel's brain turned for half a second and he suddenly realized. "Knight Robert?... You agreed yesterday to bring your son for treatment, didn't you? - Is he here yet?"

"Come on, come on! Waiting at the treatment center!"

Poor Robert Knight made an appointment for treatment in the afternoon and got up early in the morning to wait. I wanted to arrive early, but I was afraid of disturbing Grete. I finally had lunch early and rushed to the treatment center. Grete had already gone to the city lord's mansion.

I didn't dare to leave, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to wait for someone to come. It was so painful, and I was tossing and turning, and my hairline would even recede an extra centimeter.

Following him, Gretel turned 180 degrees and returned to the treatment center. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a young man sitting in the waiting area in the lobby. He was tall and thin. He looked like he had started to have sex and had not yet grown strong.

The boy was fidgeting on the chair in the lobby, twisting back and forth as if there were nails on the chair. Hearing the voice, he turned his head and looked back, then immediately turned his face away again.

With this twist, Gretel had already seen seven or eight pimples bursting out on the boy's chin. The one on his nose was the largest, red and shiny, like a small light bulb. So...this is to treat acne?

I don't know how to do this! Acne is dermatology, and hormone regulation is endocrinology. I am not good at either!

"Evan! Come here!"

cried Knight Robert.

The young man quickly stood up holding the back of the chair and limped over. Gretel immediately noticed that the sole of his right foot did not dare to touch the ground. When walking, he either used the heel or the outside of the foot. Occasionally, he accidentally touches the ground on the soles of his front feet and suddenly grins.

"What's going on? Is there an injury on your foot?"

Gretel smoothly pulled out the oak staff and transformed it into the form of an eyebrow stick. He pulled out a few branches from the top of his head and turned it into a crutch and handed it over. The young man gratefully took the crutches, propped it up under his armpits, and walked into the consulting room with them with one foot raised and one foot lowered. Robert Knight sighed on the side:

"This boy has been working as a knight's attendant in the city lord's palace. He has learned so well and is almost catching up with me. Who knew that he went hunting in the woods with me half a year ago and got a little injured..."

While talking, instruct the child to take off his shoes and socks. She put the soles of her feet on the chair. Serira, who was watching the excitement, immediately covered her nose and leaned back:

It stinks!

There was a smell of acidity and sweat, mixed with the smell of blood! For the dragon's keen sense of smell, it is simply torture!

She turned around and ran out of the consulting room, took a few deep breaths, and applied a [Bubble Technique] on herself. Robert Knight was very embarrassed and slapped his son hard:

"You kid! I told you to wash your feet first, wash your feet first..."

Gretel didn't change his expression. So what's the matter with the sour smell? This smell is just like drizzle compared with diabetic foot or something like that. He even stopped Robert Knight with a smile:

"Hey, it's okay, let me see what's going on..."

He leaned over slightly and immediately saw a purple-red swelling with a flat surface under the thumb of the boy's right foot. It is higher than the body surface, 1 to 2 millimeters thick, and about the size of a 50-cent coin. The surface is not as thick as the soles of the feet, and looks quite fragile.

"It was bandaged to stop the bleeding, so there was no problem, but then something like this developed. It doesn't hurt if I don't touch it, but it hurts when I walk. When I run and exert strength, the pain is unbearable, and sometimes it even bleeds..."

There is a history of trauma to the sole of the foot. There has been a swelling on the sole of the foot for more than half a year. It is painful when pressed and has a history of bleeding. Grete silently memorized the medical history and listened to Robert Knight nagging:

"Go to treatment. He felt better at the time, but he soon relapsed. I was cruel and took him to the temple to cut this thing off. When I cut it with the knife, it was bloody. Not to mention, it would continue to grow...if he became a knight Yes!"

Grete nodded silently. With such a thing on the foot, it is difficult to walk, let alone use force or run. Children who follow the path of knights are considered useless now. However, it will continue to grow after being cut. This thing is a bit deep!

"Who has treated this patient before?"

Gretel raised his voice and shouted. At the door of the consulting room, two heads immediately popped up:

"I!"

"I!"

Rev. Anthony, Little John. One is from the God of Nature, and the other is from the Temple of the God of War. Gretel waved to them:

"Here, let me teach you a spell to see what it looks like underneath. Clean this foot first, and then apply this bottle of oil on it thickly - don't worry about the oil. The effect of the spell depends on the oil. Did you apply it well?"

Two cleaning techniques fell over each other.

After applying a thick layer of glycerin, Grete stretched out his hand to press on it and activated the B-ultrasound spell. The branch-like image of blood vessels immediately unfolded in the meditative field of vision.

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I went to see a primary check-up for high blood pressure this morning... I was unlucky to meet a nurse who was a novice and she gave me seven or eight injections before I could draw blood!

She pierced it in, but there was no blood, pulled it out a little, pierced it again, still no blood, pulled it out a little more, and pierced it again... Wuwuwuwuwuwu

Even the interns under Little Gretel are not as good at this craftsmanship, Meow!

Rolling all over the floor, begging for hugs and comfort...