Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

There is only one medical clinic in Tatari Town, which is located in a remote place. There are hardly any people visiting it on weekdays. Everyone prefers to buy some recovery potions to treat themselves, because the owner of the medical clinic, Mrs. Peggy, is mean and always asks for prices. A rare person with a bad reputation.In fact, it is not necessarily a medical center. The most common items sold on the first floor are fishing gear and bait. The Tatari Lake in the southeast of the town has a variety of fish species. A dilapidated storage room on the second floor was converted into a consultation room.

But on this day, the sky was not yet full light, and there was only a hint of white belly in the distance. The hardworking and simple residents of Tatari Town were still immersed in sleep, but this medical clinic, which was hardly visited by anyone, was collectively knocked by four people. The sound of the door was so urgent that it seemed that the town would be attacked by curse-level magic in the next second.After going on for a full 10 minutes, Mrs. Peggy cursed first from the third floor, followed by the sound of rushing down the stairs. After the closed medical center finally opened, Wilt said, "Okay, Peggy!" , don't talk too much, I have serious business to do now... Wait, aren't you Peggy?"

A girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old opened the door. When she saw Wilt, she covered her mouth in surprise: "Oh my God, it's God of War! I'm not dreaming, am I? I'm Helen, Helen Peggy, You can also call me Little Peggy, it's a great honor to meet you!" She saw Mr. Jones, who was carrying Lisa behind his back, looking anxious, and her eyes widened in disbelief, "What's wrong with Mrs. Jones? Come in!"

"It's not just Lisa, Ivedo needs treatment too," Wilt said.

Iviedo was already awake, leaning on Wilt's shoulder, staring straight ahead with empty and sleepy eyes.His previous coma was different from Mrs. Jones' unconsciousness. It was more like a short-term coma caused by malnutrition. After waking up, he hardly spoke except for walking cooperatively. Wilt barely responded after ten sentences. He was quite tired and painful. His demeanor even covered up his original weakness and shrinking.

They went up to the second floor together, and put the unconscious Mrs. Jones on the hospital bed. The little boy, Pandro, grabbed Mr. Jones's pants and sobbed softly. teardrops.

Mrs. Peggy came in from the outside cursing. She was short and thin, with high cheekbones, two extremely heavy nasolabial folds, and a messy silver hair. When she saw Mr. Jones, she pinched her nose and screamed: "It's so thick! Sweat stinks! Well, Jones, can you afford it?"

Wilt, whose back was turned to Peggy, turned his head to look at her at this time, Mrs. Peggy was startled, and hesitated for a long time before saying hello: "What's the matter, Mrs. Wilt?"

Wilt's impression of Peggy comes from the gossip of the residents of Tatari Town in the past few months-a bitter, money-loving, mean and violent middle-aged woman, but in fact he knew Peggy before leaving Tatari Town , but I really don’t have a deep impression of her. It seems that at that time she was always an unknown little girl hiding in the crowd, which is too far from the current image. If it weren’t for Mrs. Peggy’s appearance, Will would not lie I really feel like I'm remembering wrong.

"Mrs. Jones has been ill and has been in a coma," said Wilt. "I heard you showed them this morning?"

With Wilt around, Mrs. Peggy's domineering demeanor was much restrained, she just stepped forward to check on Mrs. Jones' condition, and replied casually: "No, my consultation fee is no less than that of a mid-level pastor. Jones and the others can't afford it." price."

"Mom..." Helen murmured, "I saw Mrs. Jones yesterday."

"What did you say?!" Mrs. Peggy didn't care about the surrounding situation, she rushed forward and grabbed Helen's ear and scolded, "How many times have I told you! Don't read grandma's books, don't learn healing techniques! "

Helen cried and said that she would never do it again. Mr. Jones wanted to help Helen, but was scolded by Mrs. Peggy from the beginning to the end. To be honest, he couldn't find any words to refute, but he was also furious. The unconscious Mrs. Jones continued to endure.

Wilt was on the verge of an explosion, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had never attacked an unarmed woman before, he might have thrown Mrs. Peggy out of the window in the first few seconds.

"say no more."

It was Ivydo who spoke.Wilt looked at him in surprise.

Iviedo still had the same melancholy and tired expression, only a little less pale than before the coma, and the sapphire-like pupils no longer shine, but more dark and deep.When he was not talking, he was as well-behaved as a sculpture that Wilt carried with him, but now even the curled hair was full of anger visible to the naked eye, but he looked more like a person with feelings.

If it was Iviedo from yesterday, he should have said "Please... please be quieter", no, Iviedo from yesterday would not speak at all, he would just wait for me to make a move, Wilt thought, but today Ivydo is different.

Today's Iviedo is like a rose with thorns, "After all, Mrs. Peggy, you can't even get a junior priest, maybe you are not as good as Miss Helen."

This is also the gossip they have heard in the past few months. Mrs. Peggy in her girlhood is one of the few magical children in the small town. She left home full of hope and went to the big city to learn healing techniques. As a result, she died within two years. When he came back, he didn't get the status of a priest either—and unexpectedly became pregnant.Some people worried that she was being bullied outside, but Peggy denied it and drove the then mayor out with a broom.Peggy inherited the family business and sold fishing gear. Later, the only pastor in Tatari Town was old and dizzy, and he couldn't cure it. Everyone could only look forward to Peggy, the only one who could order. However, Peggy had a weird temper and asked for prices. , almost no one wants to come to the door.

Being poked in the sore spot by the most unwilling to mention the past, the furious Mrs. Peggy had fire in her eyes, as if she could swallow Iviedo fiercely. She took a step forward, but Helen desperately held her back. If she hadn't kept it With only a little bit of reason, it might be possible to rush up and do it directly.

Mrs. Peggy shook off Helen's hand, and her sharp voice pierced the eardrums, "You all go! Now, immediately! I won't treat anyone!"

Iviedo turned around indifferently, his long dark golden hair was like a candle that tempted to follow, and he was the first to disappear around the corner.Mr. Jones broke down and shed tears. Looking at Iviedo who was leaving, he looked at Wilt who was thinking for help, and almost wanted to kneel down and beg Mrs. Peggy to treat Lisa again.

But Wil pulled him back, glanced at Mrs. Peggy who was still in a furious state and little Helen who was crying anxiously, and said to Mr. Jones: "I know there is a capable pastor in Tatari Town. Can cure Lisa's illness, let's go find her."

Wilt stopped Iviedo who was walking around the corner, "Your state is very wrong, Iviedo."

"I'm sorry, Wilt. I'm very tired. I want to go home and rest." Iviedo stopped and looked at Wilt with the pitiful, innocent eyes he was familiar with.

His face was so pale and his expression was so fragile that it was impossible to refuse his request.

But Wilt said "no" and pushed him up the steps.

"Come on, let's go upstairs." Wilt said, "I know that there is a priest living on the third floor. I know her. She was once a field priest under the Crusader Prophet. The level of healing is very high."

When he said this, Mrs. Peggy and Helen both chased him out. Mrs. Peggy felt a bit remorseful: "Don't bother Grandma Susan! I'd like to see... Mrs. Shan Jones' illness, I'm willing to treat."

"I'm just too tired to pass out, it's nothing serious." Ivydo had a tired and compromised look on his face, "Wilt, let me sleep for a while, is that okay?"

Wilt smoothed his blond hair that was raised due to aggressive walking, and unexpectedly kissed his forehead, feeling Iviedo's stiffness as expected.

"Of course, but you need to see a doctor first." Wilt said, "Or, Ivydo, are you afraid of the priest?"