Chapter 72 It is very important to follow the doctor's advice
Chapter 72 It is important to follow the doctor’s instructions carefully
Lucius came and had lunch and then left. Perhaps because he felt that he was not helpful, he only ate two portions and left in a hurry.
Of course, Kraft was responsible for the checkout. After chatting with the boss for a while, he returned to the attic, picked up the stack of paper again, put it in the sun, and used arrows to mark the shrinking trend of the light-colored area around the blue dot representing Koop.
"I still don't seem to feel at ease." Kraft's obsessive-compulsive disorder showed up. He was the kind of person who felt like he didn't fill in the question sheets after every exam. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
Today's afternoon nap was in vain. He picked up the suitcase, put on the mask, pushed the door open and walked towards the salt tide area.
After finishing today's work, I don't want to know what's going on with this thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep. It's like a thorn piercing into the skin. It's not very painful, but the small stinging pain from time to time makes it difficult to sit up and stand.
install.
In order to appease his restless heart, he set out with a little patience that had not been worn away by the complicated investigation.
After many days of traveling back and forth, he began to get used to walking here, and the narrow and winding roads no longer hindered his pace. He avoided wooden beams and stepped over piles of debris with ease, and he was even more familiar with it than the locals.
Without Lucius, who could not walk fast no matter what, Kraft's speed increased and he followed the map in his mind straight towards the goal.
Soon, he arrived at his destination, the light-colored area on the map.
After figuring out the direction for a while, I decided to start by verifying Lucius's guess. I went to visit Coop first and sacrificed my precious nap time to talk to him. Maybe there was really something unspeakable?
In the past, most of my visits to this area were late, so there were not many opportunities to learn more about it.
Hoping to have a more candid exchange, Kraft knocked on the door of Koop's house. This was a relatively small shack in the salt tide area. The owner had no intention of expanding because he had lived alone for a long time.
There are rare open spaces on both sides, but they are also occupied by all kinds of debris.
"Dong dong dong."
The knocking on the door is very restrained, lasting only three times, and has quite a rhythm. The residents nearby are probably used to it during this period. If the door is not opened, the voice of calling the owner's name will soon be heard.
"Coop, are you at home? I have something I want to talk to you about alone." Kraft shouted inward. Quite a few people in the salt tide area had poor hearing, and sometimes they had to raise their voices.
Looking at the height of the sun above my head, I saw that it was not yet noon, but it was not early either. If Kupp's recovery was similar to others, it was not necessarily that he had gone out by now.
"Coop?" he called tentatively again.
"Oh, Mr. Craft?"
The sound came from the side. The wooden door of the neighbor's house was pushed open. An elderly woman heard the sound and pushed the door open.
"Are you looking for Coop?"
"Yes, but it's not a big deal." Kraft gave up calling the door, recalled the memory of the last time he came here, and naturally entered the follow-up state, "Your grandson's hand didn't hurt anymore, right?"
Last time, this child was dragged out by his anxious father. When he discovered that something had been torn, his elbow had been hurting for a long time, to the point where he could no longer move at all.
If it were given to the few guys who "know some medical skills" in the salt tide area, the standard procedure would probably be to apply some strange ointment, and the child's hand would be completely ruined.
Fortunately, Kraft happened to come back for a visit. When I heard this, I couldn't be more familiar with it. The child's elbow pain caused by forceful pulling is a typical subluxation of the radial head. It is a classic manual reduction.
It is rare to encounter a disease that is easy to bully, how can you let it go? Just press it, pull, rotate and bend the elbow. Before you know it, the pain disappears after repositioning. The child stares blankly at such a set of operations, unable to move.
Hmm. It has the charm of the protagonist in a biblical story who heals his illness just by touching it.
If it can't cure a serious disease, it can't cure you? I have to say that this allowed Kraft to gain a little bit of confidence in the long-term suffering of miscellaneous diseases in the salt tide area, and it also effectively won the trust of the family.
When Kraft asked about this, the old woman's wrinkled face showed a smile, "No, of course not, thank you very much."
Kraft did not ask for payment from them. Out of simple thoughts, since she came to see Coop, she wanted to provide some help within her ability so that she could ask for help next time if she had a minor illness.
"If you are in a hurry to find this guy, I have a way to see what he is doing."
She led Kraft around the large pile of debris and turned to the backlit side of the shed. Under Kraft's surprised gaze, she directly pushed a board that seemed to be nailed firmly in, and half of her body
High vulnerabilities are exposed just like that.
"Ah? How do you know this?"
"My son gave him this board. Sure enough, this lazy guy is so lazy that he can't even muster the strength to nail it on." Her tone was full of disdain for the neighbor. "He's too lazy to do anything, and he gets up too late."
The old woman couldn't stop talking. The old woman pointed to a dark corner inside, probably a place on the floor, to show Kraft, "If everyone is getting better now, he still has to wake up at noon. I think he is
I’m used to sleeping, and since one person has enough to eat, the whole family won’t be hungry…”
"Yeah." Kraft responded, already mentally recording the neighbor's evidence.
"It will take a while for you to wait for him to wake up, but you have to be careful with this guy. He doesn't work hard, and there are many ways to cheat and cheat..." She went back after thinking about it, and she couldn't stand this neighbor.
appearance.
"Okay, okay, thank you, this is really helpful." Now that he was sure that the person was at home, Kraft pulled the board back to its original position and waited at the door.
It didn't take long, probably less than half an hour in my subjective opinion, when the sound of rustling activity came from inside. Kraft knocked on the door again.
"Who, it's so early in the morning!" The man in the room complained and opened the door, dissatisfied that someone was disturbing him as soon as he woke up. However, when he opened the door and saw the person in front of him, his casual expression immediately calmed down.
"Ah, is it Mr. Craft? I didn't know it was you."
"It's me, can you excuse me for a moment? I have something to ask you, it might be very important." He said the same opening remarks as usual, but the voice behind the beak mask was slightly heavier and less friendly.
It has a more serious and forbidding meaning.
The last time Kupp felt this way was when he was asked in front of the priest, "Are you guilty?" He was so frightened that he even told him that he had taken away half a piece of bread from someone who worked with him a month ago. As a result, the priest strictly ordered him to eliminate his sin.
To avoid going to hell, go to church and give sincerely.
His eyes wandered, and he hesitated to spell out "Of course."
"Then I thank you in advance, Coop, this issue may be related to the safety of more people, and they live around you." Kraft put pressure on him.
The conversation changed, "But generally speaking, if most problems are dealt with early, they won't have too bad an impact."
Coop nodded quickly to express his understanding. Looking at his expression, Kraft could guess that there must be something wrong. The only difference was the size.
"First of all, what I want to ask is, is it possible that you have misremembered a lot of the feelings you told me about the time you woke up recently because you were sleepy?"
"I didn't..." Cook wanted to deny it without thinking.
Kraft took a step forward, the tip of his beak almost poked his forehead, and stopped him, "Don't worry, think about it again. There is also a second question, have you ever had any form of dream? Think about it carefully.
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The bird's head with red lenses is slightly tilted, as if he has moved his neck. He is already much taller than Coop, which puts a lot of pressure on him.
Coop lowered his head to avoid looking, but saw that the black-gloved left hand was intentionally or unintentionally placed on a raised object under the black robe. He had heard that the doctor carried a sword with him, and those
Everyone who claimed to have seen it boasted that it was an extremely terrifying weapon that could cut a person in two even with a wooden wall.
"Think again, I have a lot of time today."
The words were gentle, but the tone sounded like "You don't have much time left."
Finally, under pressure, Kupp seemed to have weighed the pros and cons, and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Come to think of it, I might have fallen asleep."
"Tell me more specifically." Kraft nodded. This exchange was frank.
"The time I woke up was a little early at first, but then... it changed. It's still close to noon now." When he said this, he felt confused and frightened. He could see the improvement of the neighbors around him.
The only anxiety is that I am different and can’t tell.
Good guy, I agree with what my neighbor said. He didn’t tell the truth before. Just recall, those big swings of getting up early and getting up late were all made up. But he knew the problem himself, so why didn’t he tell it?
?
The silence behind the mask was interpreted by Coop as a sign of sullenness, and he quickly continued to confess: "Maybe it's because I went to fetch water from that well a few times for convenience. It's definitely not that I don't believe you, but I just think it doesn't matter...
…”
"Huh?!" As soon as these words came out, Kraft couldn't hold back at all, "How is that possible? Isn't that place sealed long ago?"
It turned out that this guy was lazy and went to the old well to draw water in private because of the convenience of the distance. Things happened repeatedly afterwards, and he was afraid that Kraft would see something and blame him, so he didn't dare to tell the truth.
"In the first few days, they insisted on dragging me along to seal it. I secretly kept it... and then it was completely blocked." Seeing Kraft's anger, Kupp confessed the rest.
Kraft knew about this, so he first asked a few people living nearby to get wooden boards to nail it, and checked it. Later, when the residents saw the improvement, they spontaneously piled the poisonous well into a large earth bag with earth and rocks.
.Unexpectedly, this guy took advantage of this little gap and went to fetch water for a few days.
[Restrain, restrain, don’t get angry...]
Kraft tried his best to comfort himself, suppressed his rising anger, and kept a relatively calm tone and asked: "Besides you, is there anyone else?"
"No, I'm the only one who knows about it. I haven't told anyone. I only used it three times when there were few people." Coop felt that Kraft didn't have any intention of taking action for the time being, so he also mentioned another matter that he had been holding back for a long time.
Confessed.
"I seem to be able to dream recently, but they are very short-lived. The only one I vaguely remember was at home..."
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