Just as Paracelsus was entangled with the group of people, Drague's voice came over: "What are you doing in broad daylight?"
The leading priest turned his head with some displeasure. When he saw Drague, his expression softened: "It turns out to be the priest of Apollo at Delphi. We are catching the demon who spreads the plague."
"What kind of demon is spreading the plague? This is obviously a doctor!" Drague said, "Let him go quickly!"
"Doctor? But he didn't cure the patient at all! Looking at this beak mask, everyone who saw it died!" The priest turned back to the crowd and said, "Do you think this doctor is suspicious or not?"
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Delague said unhappily: "He is the doctor I brought. If you suspect that he is a devil, do you doubt me?"
This sentence caused some commotion in the crowd. The priest Drague has established prestige in Constantiniya. Compared with the original priest, people are more willing to believe in Drague who summoned the sun. Although
The priests continued to shout that this was a demon, but those who held Paracelsus hesitantly released their hands.
The leading priest noticed the change in the attitude of the crowd and said helplessly: "Since you, the priest of Apollo, have vouched for him, then we can only believe that this is not a demon. Let's go!"
When the priests heard this, they had no choice but to lower their heads and follow the priest to leave the crowd. But when passing by Drague, the leading priest suddenly stood down and asked: "Speak of it, priest of Apollo,
I remember your eye was injured by an arrow, how come you are still fine now?"
"The recovery ability of dragons is far superior to that of humans. This kind of injury can be recovered after a few days of rest." Drague replied.
The priest glanced at Drague with a sinister look: "I see. I hope you don't mind, Priest of Apollo. After all, we are human beings and don't understand the bodies of dragons or what these ferocious beasts eat.
What is it? I will remind people to pay attention and say goodbye."
After the group of priests left, the crowd dispersed. Paracelsus stood up awkwardly and put on the beak mask again.
"Paracelsus, are you okay?" Drague asked, "I have heard some rumors in the city these days that are not very friendly to you. They are very stupid. I really want to avenge you!"
"I'm used to it." Paracelsus said with some helplessness. "When I was at the University of Alchemy, no one paid attention to my three-element theory. In the end, I had to write an article about Jabir's two-element theory.
I was able to graduate with my thesis. As a doctor, my theories were heretical in the eyes of orthodox doctors such as Galen and Avicenna, and they were not welcomed. There was nothing I could do about it. Whether it was alchemy or medical skills, I could not
Use strong facts to prove that I am right."
"But you controlled the great plague!"
"Controlling the great plague relies on the coercive measures implemented by Basileus with his authority. And I am just a useless doctor who can't cure the patients." As he said, Paracelsus shook his head, "Not much.
As I said, I still have to be on my way."
"Are you leaving in a hurry now? Where are you going?"
"Not long ago, the King of Sweden sent me a letter saying that a drug that can cure the Black Death has been found. However, she did not know a key link in the preparation process of the drug. This is a crucial matter. For the sake of patients,
I have to rush there right away to take a look."
"So fast? In other words, sulfonamide is really effective?" Drague was a little surprised, "Paracelsus, you have suggested that the King of Sweden try this medicine before. You have obviously never been exposed to this medicine.
Why can you have such accurate judgment?"
"There is no judgment. Alchemical medicine, this is a road that has not been touched by previous people, full of thorns, and pitch black. I don't have a lamp in my hand, so I can only walk in the dark. Thank God, God gave me the gift at the same time as the great plague broke out.
Our effective medicine. But before that, do you know how many walls I hit?"
"Are you not sure? Then why don't you learn the treatment methods that other doctors have written? There should be a lot of these books."
"Because I still believe that skill transcends nature. The peak that this dark road leads to must be much higher than the mountain that Galen, Avicenna and the like were groping for. Maybe people can find ways to illuminate this path.
After the lights on the road, they will look back and laugh at the wrong path I am taking now. There is nothing I can do about it - after all, if the old does not go away, the new will not come. Just like when I burned Avicenna's medical skills when I was young
, future generations will also burn my works."
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"No one will laugh at you," Drague said anxiously, "After all, you are a pioneer in exploring this road!"
Paracelsus smiled and said no more.
So Drague said: "Paracelsus, please wait a moment. I have to go to see Basileus first. When I come out, I will take you to find the King of Sweden. You can get there in half a day."
"Is it Basileus who wants to see you?"
"Yes, he suddenly sent someone to ask me to come to the palace to see him. I don't know what the reason is."
"That's probably about rewards."
Paracelsus cast his gaze behind Draguet. Behind a wall, several priests were watching the two of them secretly.
"Drague, you have been living with your sister in the temple of Apollo, don't you like to interact with others a lot?"
"Yes! Although we are dragons, we also like to wear clothes! Every few months, I will use the cattle and sheep I capture to go to the city to exchange for things..."
"Listen, Drague, if Basileus wants to offer you any position, be sure to refuse it. Don't stay in Constantiniya either. Go back to the temple at Delphi, that is the place that suits you best.
"
"Although I originally wanted to go back to the temple...but why?"
"Do you like the sun in the sky?"
"I like it! I'm the priest of the Temple of Apollo...although I didn't know it was the Temple of Apollo not long ago."
"Since I like it so much, how about we add another sun to the sky?"
Drague was startled: "It's too hot, it's best not!"
"That's it. Remember, today's Basileus is the sun of the Seven Hills Empire. Don't use your light to surpass him and become the second disgusting sun."
Drague scratched his head: "I don't understand at all. Do you mean to ask me to leave immediately? I obviously want to take this opportunity to get more money to build the Temple of Apollo bigger."
"You can still ask for money, and it's best to ask for as much as possible." Paracelsus laughed, "Otherwise, today's Basileus may not be able to sleep well at night."