Kicked out of Rhodes Island, a small quilt was covered in the hole of the Longmen Bridge

After fooling Mandela into the ward with food, Bai Hua sat in the lobby of the clinic to rest, when suddenly a villager came.

"Doctor! My fingers suddenly... um? Where is the doctor? Are you the doctor's new assistant?"

"Assistant? No, I..."

Bai Hua was stunned for a moment, it seemed that she had been mistaken, but the other party didn't seem to care about these details, and directly put her palm on the table, the little finger on it was slightly deformed.

"...The little finger is broken. This is not a big problem. After a little treatment, it will be fixed and cultivated slowly."

Originally intending to continue explaining her true identity, Bai Hua sighed and decided to help out as a temporary worker.

Here, Bai Hua took care of the patient with a broken little finger, but soon another 'patient' came in.

After a while, the doctor also came out of the ward, and it seemed that the examination was over.

"It's just that the color of the underwear has faded, go back and change into a pair of pants"

"Thank you, assistant brother! I was ready to chop and hang!"

"Let's say it induced vomiting. Don't swallow strange things in the future, at least eat something that can be digested."

"Ouch... Who knew there was a layer of plastic inside the fucking sausage..."

The doctor who left the ward saw the scene of Bai Hua explaining the disease to a group of people, and froze in place for an instant.

"—do you want to come and help?"

After a few seconds, the doctor who came back to his senses directly threw an 'olive branch' at Bai Hua.

Chapter 219 The Horn Before the Storm

It has been almost two or three weeks since I arrived in Victoria, and sometimes the situation changes so quickly that it is even unpredictable for everyone.

Originally intending to be a complete loser, not to communicate with anyone, Bai Hua, who was muddled along, picked up a cat named Mandela instead due to various chances and coincidences.

And Bai Hua, who was going to wander around with Mandela, was picked up by the Lupu doctor who met in the village before.

Picking up like this, Bai Hua somehow became an 'assistant' at the clinic in the village, which is considered to have a serious job.

After learning that Bai Hua agreed to the doctor's request and became his assistant, after the examination, Mandela went straight to complain to Bai Hua.

"Did you just do what others told you to do! Why did you suddenly become a doctor's assistant?"

"A request that is too difficult, a request that will bother me, even I will not easily agree to these."

Facing Mandela's complaints, Bai Hua's serious response made Mandela lose his temper a little bit.

"You guys are really... Forget it, anyway, since you and that strange doctor are not worried about that nobleman coming to your door, then I have nothing to say."

Mandela snorted unhappily, but after complaining, the black-haired Mao Mao honestly agreed with Bai Hua's choice.She also knew very well that although she was very unhappy to be taken in by the guy who had blasted her away, continuing to wander aimlessly in the wasteland with Bai Hua was no different from slow suicide in a sense.

Although I don't know why the doctor suddenly changed his attitude so much, but being able to sleep with the gray wolf in a closed room is already very happy for Mandela.

After Bai Hua became a "hospital assistant" inexplicably, although Mandela complained at every turn, she still obediently followed her to help with the work and became a handyman in a not-so-large "hospital".

"Doctor" is a very strange guy. At first, Mandela thought that "Mr. Doctor" was just that Baihua didn't know the other person's name, but later Mandela discovered that no matter who it was in the village, they would use "doctor" Come to call the guy, no one seems to know his real name or care about his real name.

And the medical skills of the 'doctor' are actually a bit weird. Although he was able to treat Mandela's arm injury or sprained ankle at that time, there are many fevers and less obvious internal symptoms, and the help the 'doctor' can provide is only Only 'drink more hot water' is left.

Usually, when encountering such a situation, Bai Hua, who is an "assistant", has to sharpen his gun in front of the battle, flipping through medical books and learning and selling to barely fool him.

Moreover, in the room where the 'doctor' is located, although there are many things related to medical treatment, there are more things that are more suitable for appearing on the battlefield... For example, things like machetes and crossbow arrows are not for dealing with medical troubles, right? ?

During the day, Mandela usually sits a little bored in the room facing the hospital gate. After all, it is a hospital in a small village. Usually, few people come over. Occasionally, people who drink too much come to ask for sober medicine. At such times, Mandela would usually carry the stone puppet 'Malphite' back and throw it at the door of his house.

Although Mandela's temper has always been bad, but for some reason, this 'receptionist' is surprisingly popular.

And Bai Hua would go outside to pick herbs during the day. Although this guy would also pick some wild vegetables, the loss rate was too high. About 6% of the wild vegetables would be eaten by Bai Hua on the road.

Mandela is almost certain now that that gray wolf is more like a "dog" than a "wolf". , That is to say, if you 'issue instructions', this guy will fall into a look of doing nothing.

At night, after the hospital closes, the 'doctor' will patrol around the village and then go home to sleep. In the case of Bai Hua and Mandela, they will 'practice' on the edge of the village.

Mandela will use the origin stone skills of stone puppet to manipulate her only companion 'Malphite' and Bai Hua to engage in simulated battles, but every time the result is basically 'Malphite' being taken away by Bai Hua with two punches , which made Mandela annoyed and unhappy, and instead lost the motivation to practice Originium skills.

It can be seen that Bai Hua is still quite hip in education. Being a teacher can quickly obliterate the enthusiasm of students, which is considered a skill in a sense.

As for Mandela and the nobleman of the Dodgers family that the doctor had been worried about, unexpectedly there was no news at all after that.

Maybe this guy was really frightened by Bai Hua at the time, or maybe because his life was not in danger, he didn't intend to spend energy on the carpet search.

Anyway, Birch and Mandela really spent a relatively peaceful and quiet time in the village.

Bai Hua is gradually able to completely take over from the 'doctor' in terms of medical care, and gradually transforms from an assistant to an 'undocumented quack doctor' who can take care of himself.And Mandela has gradually adapted to this kind of life without fear. At least in this village, no one wants to use himself as a "toy" to hunt.And Mandela didn't have the same guard against the 'doctor' at the beginning.

That old Lupus guy who wears a white coat every day is actually only vicious in his mouth, that's all.

If everything goes so smoothly, maybe Mandela can grow up in this village steadily until he becomes a powerful warlock who can easily control the huge stone puppet 'Malphite' like a tall building.

But 'no abnormality' is the biggest abnormality. Under the fragile 'tranquility', more and more turmoil is constantly produced.

First of all, the most important thing is the resource problem of the hospital.

The small clinic of the 'doctor' doesn't have many medicines. For many slightly complicated diseases, the 'doctor' and Bai Hua can only prescribe painkillers.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the materials in the hospital have gradually become more and more scarce, and some diseases that can be treated and treated can only be prevented from deteriorating in the minimum way.

Looking at the almost empty medical supplies in the cupboard, Mandela clenched her fists, as if planning to do something.

"I know what you want to do—no, Mandela."

"but--"

"No."

Bai Hua didn't even give Mandela a chance to refute, and directly followed what she planned to do—and at the same time, what she planned to do.

However, as if he had seen through Mandela, the 'doctor' also guessed what Bai Hua was thinking.

"Cough cough cough—don't do stupid things."

At night, Bai Hua, who was about to go to the neighboring city-state, met a doctor in the sewer passage. The doctor coughed and shook his head slightly, preventing Bai Hua from what he planned to do—stealing medical supplies in the city.

"The urban area has not sent supplies, and we have not been allowed to purchase supplements. The herbs we pick can only treat part of the disease-we can only go to the urban area to obtain medical supplies, 'doctor'."

Bai Hua tried to persuade the doctor, but the latter just shook his head.

"These are all ahem--the symptoms are not the root cause, not to mention that if you go back now, if you are found out, the gain will not be worth the loss. Why do you think I suddenly let you stay? It's not because of my kindness, but because-- I feel like you can take over my responsibilities."

'Doctor' said to Bai Hua.

"When I saw you sitting in a chair and treating other people, I realized—this gray wolf might be able to replace me. Do you understand the meaning of substitution?"

"..."

Bai Hua nodded, and gave up this time's action. Reckless actions are not what a killer should do, and Bai Hua knows this better than anyone else.

After that day, however, the doctor's condition suddenly took a turn for the worse.

His physical condition was getting worse and worse, and the frequency of coughing affected his speech, and sometimes even caused the doctor to fall suddenly.

It wasn't until one day that Mandela opened the door to look for the doctor, only to see him passed out on the table—Origin stone crystals were deposited on his body, Mandela and Bai Hua finally knew that the doctor was an infected person.

Bai Hua and Mandela put the 'doctor' on the bed, and when he woke up, it was already 10 hours later.

"...Don't tell anyone about it."

These were the first words spoken by the 'doctor' when he regained consciousness.

"If an infected person appears in a village, everyone will suffer."

"But, but you are not from Tara! Don't you have that crazy rule!?"

Mandela asked puzzledly. She thought that only Tala people would become more unacceptable than death after being infected with ore disease.

"The infected are all the same, no matter what their original status is. After contracting ore disease, the result is the same."

"What is this... By the way, then, those villagers who have been helped by you, they should help you!"

Mandela asked unwillingly, but the doctor just shook his head.

"What do you think—ahem, what would those people think if they knew that they had been in close contact with an infected person?"

"..."

The doctor's words were very simple, and it was this "simplicity" that made Mandela experience a deep sense of powerlessness.

"It's you, kitty. If your identity is infected with ore disease... cough cough! The consequences will be serious, right? Stay away from me."

The doctor looked at Mandela, and he knew very well what kind of torture Mandela, who is a "Tara man", would suffer if he became an infected person.

"It has nothing to do with that...! I don't like you very much, but, but you can't just let it go!"

"That's really an honor—ahem, gray wolf."

The 'doctor' smiled, and then looked at Bai Hua who was beside him.

"I promised my brother before that when the battle is over, I will help others until I repay the blood on me, but now it seems that it is a bit difficult, can you..."

Before the doctor could even finish his sentence, he fell into a coma again.

"..."

Bai Hua frowned and looked at the old Luper, the doctor who had chosen to take him and Mandela in, seemed to be thinking about something.

"I want to save this person, Bai Hua, even if you stop me, it's useless!"

Unlike the silent Bai Hua, Mandela clenched her fists and directly stated that she would help the doctor, no matter what she wanted to do.

Bai Hua saw that Mandela smiled because of the anxious appearance of others. Although he said "I will not trust anyone", Mandela still embarked on the path of a kind person who can cooperate and share the pain of others.

However, kindness and brains are two different things.

"I won't stop you, but what is your method?"

"Method? Mmmmmmm..."

Sure enough, Bai Hua just asked casually, and Mandela immediately showed a troubled expression.

This cat is always like this. Although it has strong mobility, sometimes it will always do some behaviors that are not very thoughtful.

In fact, it can be seen from the fact that Bai Hua often tricks and seduces Mandela with food or other things. The short-haired cat is the type who has no scheming and is easy to be fooled.

When Mandela was struggling with the method of saving the 'doctor', there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the village.

"—hide."

Bai Hua almost didn't think about it, he dumped a pile of miscellaneous cardboard boxes on the bed to cover the doctor, then pulled Mandela out of the clinic, and hid in the wall gap of the abandoned grain pile beside him.

"Everyone, gather at the square immediately!!"

Not long after, the sound of footsteps gradually calmed down, and a voice came from the gathering place of the village, which sounded like a messenger.

Villagers with a small population came to the market square of the village, and Bai Hua and Mandela also saw the situation outside through the gap in the wall.

The originally remote and deserted village was now surrounded by more than a dozen Victorian soldiers, and some soldiers knocked on doors from house to house to drive people out.

A soldier entered the hospital, and Bai Hua's muscles tensed up.

Fortunately, the soldier just glanced at the door, and then walked out.

After the people in the village were almost gathered, a man of the Pero ethnic group, who was dressed in a very luxurious and expensive, even a little too ostentatious, stepped out of the car beside him.

"Bai Hua, could it be...!"

The moment Mandela saw that person, his pupils shrank.

"Shh, it's not necessarily us."

Bai Hua hugged Mandela to signal to him to calm down first, and at the same time observed why the noble young master of the Dougs family appeared here.

"Ah—cough cough, um, I am the heir of the Dawgs family, Bion Dawgs. But you don't have the right to call me, this time I personally came to this shabby and dirty Village, you should be grateful for Dade's prostration. But I am more enlightened than the rest of the family, so I don't need this ritual."

The heir of the Dodgers family said something in the square, and his tone sounded extremely domineering.

"Fortunately, you civilians, the Daogues family gave you the opportunity to be loyal. In the future, the village's tax collection will increase by 2%. Everyone should work hard to express their loyalty. This is also the meaning of your life."

Daugs stated his purpose of coming here - he did not find the whereabouts of Bai Hua and Mandela, but simply came to this small village to adjust the amount of taxation.

"But, but my lord—if we adjust so much suddenly, we won't have enough food...!"

"Isn't there enough rice? If you don't have enough rice, you can just drink porridge. Don't let me teach you such a mentally retarded problem-wait a minute, that guy next to you is your daughter? Bring her here, she is mine now .Be honored, she will be held responsible for pleasing me."

The nobleman laughed and issued an order. Several soldiers immediately pulled out a girl among the citizens. Although the citizen wanted to stop him, he was hit on the head with a short stick and passed out on the spot. .

"Anyway, that's it. The increased levy will start in 2 days. Work hard, let me see your sincerity, and don't let me endure the nausea and make this trip in vain-praise Victoria."