The Eagle Nest City is built on a high mountain, and there is not much space for the Duke of Ailing Valley, so there are even fewer places left for the bachelor. Bachelor Kemon has three rooms on a prominent tower, the smallest one is used to raise carrier pigeons, the slightly larger one is set up with a bed and a desk, the largest one is occupied by four bookshelfs, and the remaining half is a square table.

Now Sir Rodlick was lying on the square table, as if it was a temporary hospital bed. Ke Meng, who bent over and hunched, untied his clothes and bandages, squinted his eyes and looked at the wound carefully.

"Well, well, it's very interesting. This method of handling is very clumsy, but luck is really good." Kemont gently tapped the Jazz's legs with a small mallet: "At least the bones are aligned, but they just failed to maintain the correct force, which is slightly worse. But there is still salvation, my Jazz, and there is still salvation."

Hearing this, Sir Rodlick was relieved and finally breathed a long sigh of relief. His suffering was not in vain. He looked at Zhao Mai who was watching by the wall with complicated eyes, and finally said, "I officially apologize to you, take you on this journey, and delay your time."

"Okay, I accepted it. Fortunately, there are gains everywhere, so I am not too disadvantaged." Zhao Mai waved his hand. "I understand your caution. Your behavior is out of responsibility rather than selfishness. Although it is a bit stupid, it is not evil. Now you should recover from your injuries and don't think too much."

Hearing these words, Mr. Ke Meng also turned his head to look at Zhao Mai: "So you have some research on behavior?"

Zhao Mai shook his head and pointed to the bookshelf to change the topic: "Can I borrow the books from you?"

"No!" Bachelor Ke Meng suddenly raised his volume. It seemed that these books were what he valued the most. "Only the bachelor of Xuecheng can understand the knowledge in it, and only the bachelor can apply it correctly, so it is never borrowed."

"Okay." Zhao Mai shrugged his shoulders and continued to watch quietly. He would not listen to the bachelor's words and made up his mind to peek at the moment he had the opportunity. The school town is just an academic organization located in the "old town" thousands of miles away, specializing in providing services to the lords, including medical care, heraldry, history, tactical staff, communications and other aspects. The students there have to pass various exams, and after confirming the scores, they will issue certificates: various pendants made of different types of metals, hanging on the iron chains on the neck in a specific order. The more they hang (why is this unlucky word?), the better the study grades, the more services they can provide.

Zhao Mai closed his mouth and the room became much quieter. Bachelor Ke Meng began to prepare the medicine, "Drink and have a good sleep. After waking up, the surgery will be over and there will be no pain." Sir Rodlick nodded, drank the milky medicine, burped gently and fell asleep.

Afterwards, Bachelor Ke Meng began to "operate". Belts, splints, pillars, loose leafs, bolts, and various tools emerged one after another. Zhao Mai had seen each type, which was very ordinary. So it was not the tools that really played a real role, but his medical skills. Zhao Mai used the help of psychic vision to see the misaligned bones under Rodlick's flesh, and Bachelor Ke Meng could do this with only touching and experience, and he did better than Zhao Mai. During the period when the patient was sleeping, Bachelor Ke Meng built a new force balance for the Jazz so that his bones could be restored.

Afterwards, he wiped his sweat and continued to arrange the potion. Although he knew that Zhao Mai was watching, he didn't care. "The knowledge involved was very extensive. Even if you read it all, it would be useless." He said with a proud expression: "Boy, if you really want to learn something, go to the old town school town. If you are smart enough, you can still get started."

"The old town is too far away, the Eagle's Nest City is just right." Zhao Mai pinched his nose and was fumigated. The green potion configured by the bachelor just now emitted a disgusting smell, and even the reserved food wailed, hiding outside to breathe. The nearest bachelor just frowned, and his fingers holding the powder did not even have any extra shaking. He carefully controlled the temperature of the flame, the rate of discharge, the direction and strength of stirring, and a sacred expression on his face. After a while, the smell disappeared, and the potion turned into a light yellow gel, and at the same time it emitted a slight fluctuation of natural force.

Zhao Mai widened his eyes. What was the sudden appearance of natural force? Those who can emit this kind of energy fluctuation can already be called magic potions, but aren't magic potions all made of magic? Mr. Ke Meng's technique just now has nothing to do with magic, but the bottle of potions undoubtedly broke through the "impossibility".

The bachelor carefully applied the gel-like ointment to Sir Rodlick's legs and waist, and continuously gently promoted the absorption of the ointment. Zhao Mai helped him, such as wiping sweat, handing things, etc. After working for more than four hours, it was already dawn outside, and Bachelor Ke Meng finally stopped.

"Okay, it's over. All that's left is to wait for him to wake up." The bachelor narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun outside through the narrow window to estimate the time. "Well, it's estimated that he will have two hours to pass the medicine."

"What do the jazz needs to do after they wake up?" Zhao Mai asked.

"Oh, just lie down and rest. Even if you go to the bathroom, you can't come down. Please wait." Bachelor Kemon yawned: "I'm going to sleep for a while. If Lord Robin (the current six-year-old Lord of Ailin Valley) comes to me, wake me up soon."

"Bachelor Ke Meng, I really want to learn some knowledge from you, and I hope you will give me some advice." Zhao Mai said sincerely.

"I told you that if you want to study, go to the old town. Don't bother me again!"

"Why are you unwilling to teach me medical skills? People who can cure diseases and heal injuries are very popular everywhere, right? Xuecheng does not agree with the knowledge spread?"

"Hmph, Xuecheng prohibits the dissemination of dangerous knowledge, but medical skills are not included in this list. However, this has nothing to do with Xuecheng! Although I am old, I am not confused!" Mr. Ke Meng shook his head and glanced at Zhao Mai with his eyes slanted. "Xuecheng has never sent anyone to replace me, so Madame Lesha asked for someone from her sister? From the first sight of you, I don't like the conspiracy in you!"

"Uh, then okay. As long as it is not prohibited by the school city, it is just a matter between you and me." Zhao Mai stood up straight and suddenly approached Bachelor Ke Meng. His figure was much taller than Bachelor, and he could look down at Ke Meng from a high place.

"What do you want to do?" The bachelor's body shook, and the necklace on his chest kept ringing. All bachelors were knowledgeable, but all bachelors did not have any combat skills. "Guard..."

"I just want to convince you." Zhao Mai raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the ear of Master Ke Meng. "I have many ways to persuade him, one of which is called spiritual hypnosis."

Mr. Ke Meng suddenly felt a trance, and couldn't help but yawn, then fell in a crooked manner in Zhao Mai's arms. Zhao Mai moved a chair, carried the bachelor in and arranged it, and found him a blanket to cover him.

"I'm not here to rob your job, you don't need to worry about this kind of thing." Zhao Mai said to him: "I take some of your time to learn some skills in curing diseases and dispensing medicines, and read your book. Everything will be the same when I leave."

There are countless bachelors in the history of Xuecheng who want to become magicians, but few people have succeeded in history, and there has not been any in the past hundred years. If you accurately classify it, Zhao Mai's strict classification of the supernatural powers is not considered magic, but for people in Westeros, it is no different from magic. Bachelor Kemon was hypnotized without any resistance.

"Ke Meng, it's time for the exam again. Xuecheng needs to know how you master the knowledge." In Ke Meng's mind, Zhao Mai has transformed into Xuecheng's supervisor, and he is experiencing the most familiar exam. However, this exam is a bit different.

"In the past, you were asked to answer questions, so that you could only test your mastery of some knowledge points. Now what you need to test is your mastery of the entire knowledge system." Zhao Mai said to Ke Meng through his spiritual power: "Think about it and use your own language to summarize the knowledge you learned here. It will be limited to two hours. Let's start now."
Chapter completed!