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228. Good things should be shared with good friends

Rolle tried to be concise and concise, omitting many unnecessary details, and finally explained:

"Actually, this is my home..."

"Well?"

The doctor was a little confused.

He remembered that his friend, in order to save some money, sent him some riddle telegrams from the underworld.

As a result, when you look back, you have already lived in a luxurious villa in the imperial capital where land is extremely expensive?

Moreover, a luxury house in a place like this cannot be bought by making a fortune.

If you want to live here, you have very high requirements for social status, fame, energy, identity, and connections.

Could it be said that Rohr finally... took that step?

For money, sell your sex life and commit yourself to a rich woman?

Of course, it could also be a rich man?

He couldn't help but feel worthless for Rohr.

He is obviously very skilled in swordsmanship, and he is obviously warm and kind, but he ended up in this situation because of money.

Regret! Regret! Lament!

At the same time, he was blaming himself in his heart. Why was he busy with work and neglecting to contact his friends?

If he had known about Luo Er's difficulties and helped him, he wouldn't have fallen like this...

Alas, I can only hope that the other party is at least a rich woman...

The doctor thought for a while, then held Rolle's arm firmly, with tears shining at the corners of his eyes, and said with choked sobs:

"It's really not easy for you..."

"If you have any difficulties at hand, just let me know!"

He felt that although he could not be said to be very rich, he could at least help his friends to relieve themselves, so that they would not be controlled by them in everything, and they would not even have any pocket money.

Who knew that Luo Er had a strange look on his face and said:

"No? I actually have quite a lot of money now..."

"Why are you suddenly talking about this?"

"Are you tight and short of money? Can I lend you some?"

The doctor was stunned for a while after hearing this.

What's going on? Suddenly it's the other way around.

But before he could ask further questions, Roel took his arm and got down to business.

"Okay, let's go back and talk about old times, but let's take a look at these people first."

"I helped them suppress their pain, and the situation has improved a bit. The rest, I can only rely on your magic."

The pain suppression therapy invented by doctors, although it sounds barbaric and bloody, has actually been used by many victims... Oh no, it should be said that it has been verified by patients and is an effective therapy.

Later, it was verified by other doctors from other sects and demonstrated from the perspective of medical principles. This is a great new treatment.

Because the truly dangerous state for patients suffering from mental pollution is continued mental torture, which can lead to a complete mental breakdown.

But as long as he can lose consciousness and no longer suffer so much, it will actually help him survive this most dangerous period.

As for the problems such as concussions and cerebral hemorrhage that may be caused by pain suppression, they are easier to deal with. This is the area where magic is best at.

Therefore, Rohr's previous treatment of those patients was actually based on very scientific, reasonable and effective first aid measures supported by both theory and practice.

However, follow-up treatment must keep up...

The doctor roughly checked the current conditions of several patients, then nodded and said with a smile:

"They are all in good condition, and you handled them well. As expected, you are the one who has the deepest understanding of this emergency magic."

"You don't have to worry about the rest, just let my students handle it."

"Ah, by the way, since you are good at dealing with mental pollution and have the philosophy of treating diseases and saving people, how about you come to our sect and practice medicine in the future?"

Rohr waved his hands repeatedly.

"Farewell, farewell, I don't deserve it..."

He quickly changed the subject:

"Ah, by the way, why do you suddenly appear here?"

"Well, I also suddenly received a notice from the Scholars Association, saying that a spiritual pollution broke out here for unknown reasons, and someone was killed, so I quickly brought the students over to help."

The doctor said, pointing to the young priests who were already busy.

Because the special new drug invented by the doctor is very powerful, it played an important role in the attack on the Imperial Capital and saved countless lives.

After that, he not only received various commendations, but also became an important figure in the imperial medical community. He was also invited by two sects in the imperial capital, Science and Truth, and Miracle of Life, to develop in the imperial capital, and founded a branch of their Good Life Sect here.

church.

Today, the doctor is not only the bishop of the Good Life Sect, but also a senior researcher of the Medical Research Association, a professional consultant of the Imperial Pharmacy Society, a scholar of the Scholars Association, and a visiting professor of the Imperial Medical College.

It can be said that he has become a meteoric rise.

Then the number of students who followed him increased.

Then when we encounter mental pollution cases, we will invite him to help.

After hearing this, Luo Er was sincerely happy for the doctor, and on the other hand he continued to ask:

"They only said there was spiritual pollution here? No mention of monsters?"

After hearing this, the doctor was suddenly startled and asked:

"What? Are there still monsters here?"

"Is this mental pollution caused by monsters?"

"Uh... there's a certain possibility, right?"

Luo Er scratched his chin and said tentatively.

This sudden mental pollution should be caused by the fat-headed fish.

However, he remembered hearing someone say that only powerful special monsters could cause mental pollution.

Although this fat-headed fish is indeed very powerful, it is mainly powerful in another aspect.

It can also activate mental pollution? Is it also a special monster?

But why is it such a dish? Apart from the good quality of the meat, it has absolutely no merits? It can’t even splash in the water.

Could it be said that what makes it special is that it tastes particularly good?

Luo Er thought carefully and tapped the back of his left hand with his right hand.

He felt that his guess should be correct.

The fat-headed fish is indeed a special monster, but it just has a special taste.

Because it tastes so good and is so special, other people besides you must also like to eat it.

In order to survive, it had to evolve the ability of mental pollution to protect itself.

What a touching story of survival of the fittest!

What a reproduction and change of life!

The race of fat-headed fish is really not easy!

I sincerely hope that they can continue to work hard, live hard, and evolve hard, and never stop or become extinct.

Rolle was thinking wildly there, while the doctor on the side continued to ask:

"Roel, did a special monster appear here and was killed by you?"

"So the people in the Scholars Association didn't notice the fluctuations of the monsters and thought it was just a strange mental pollution, so they asked me to investigate..."

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Roll thought for a while and felt that the doctor was a good man, trustworthy and reliable, so he decided to tell him some truth.

"Put the investigation aside in advance. You won't be able to get the results for a while anyway, right? And these patients also need some time to treat and recover..."

"I will take advantage of this time to treat you to a delicious meal. It will definitely be the most delicious food in the world that you have never tasted before!"

With that said, he forced the doctor to sit down in the living room and asked him to wait patiently.

I put on a chef's apron and a tall chef's hat and got into the kitchen.

"Ah this..."

"not me……"

The doctor was a little embarrassed.

But he immediately asked about a strong aroma coming from the kitchen.

That scent was a very special one, one that he couldn't refuse, one that made him forget his original mission for a moment.

When he smelled this smell, the doctor didn't want to leave.

Also attracted by this smell were the little donkey and the little milk cat that were kept in the bedroom by Rolle.

The two little guys opened the door and jumped into the kitchen.

They saw the doctor and nodded politely from him.

The doctor also gave a polite smile.

Then the little donkey sat down next to the doctor, picked up the napkin on the table, and carefully wrapped it around his neck.

After surrounding herself, the little cat also jumped on her legs wearing white stockings and meowed twice.

So the little donkey picked up a smaller towel and wrapped a small scarf around the little milk cat.

After getting ready, she held the knife and fork in her hand and waited patiently for the master to prepare the fish.

The long ears on her head stand up high and twitch from time to time to express her inner expectations.

She had learned human eating postures and etiquette from the old governess.

She studied very seriously, studied very hard, and studied well.

As a result, Luo Er still stuffed carrots into her mouth every day...

The doctor looked at the impatient little donkey, and then at the long ears on her head.

"Orcs?"

"And it seems to be a donkey?"

he asked in a low voice.

The little donkey shook his head, and the long ears on his head also twitched.

When the doctor saw her long and flexible ears, he realized that he had made a mistake and quickly corrected her:

"Ah, sorry, I made a mistake and thought you were a donkey..."

"It's obviously a rabbit, right?"

The little donkey was a little helpless.

This is not what I am shaking my head to deny...

But she had no time to explain, because Luo Er had already walked out of the kitchen with a plate of golden fried fish steaks.

A strong and unique fragrance suddenly filled the entire living room.

Even the doctor, who is self-disciplined and not greedy for enjoyment, felt tears falling from the corners of his mouth.

"Huh? Why are you two here?"

"My carrots didn't feed you two?"

Only then did Rolle notice the neatly dressed little donkey and little milk cat.

"Forget it, it's fried a lot anyway, you guys should try it too."

"But you have to eat it with carrots and green peppers!"

After a while...

The table was filled with a large plate of pan-fried fish fillet, which was basically divided up by three people and one cat in a hurry.

The little kitten was really full now. She lay on the ground, listening to her round belly and meowing milkily in her mouth.

Seeing this, the little donkey wanted to follow suit, so he lay down and tried to pull down the short skirt on his legs.

As a result, Rolle slapped him so hard that his brain collapsed.

"Take my little girl out to exercise and eat."

He continued.

The little donkey had no choice but to lower his head, grab the little milk cat, throw it out of the window, then jump out of the window like lightning, and catch it in the air.

The two started their favorite game again.

Only Rolle and the doctor were left in the living room.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Luo Er asked slightly proudly.

"Excellent!"

The doctor gave a thumbs up.

“This is the best fish I’ve ever tasted. It’s delicate, tender and has a unique taste that makes you have endless aftertaste!”

"Roel, your cooking skills are also very good. You can actually cook fish to such an extent!"

"You'd better stop working as a doctor with me and become a chef instead. If you open a restaurant in the future, I will definitely come to visit you every day."

The doctor's compliment made Rohr a little shy and he quickly explained:

"Actually, no. Strictly speaking, my cooking skills are only average. This fish steak is so delicious mainly because of the ingredients."

"With such top-quality ingredients, as long as you don't mess around, the taste won't be bad."

The doctor nodded and took another sip of red wine, savoring the unique taste of the residual fish meat mixed with the alcohol.

Then, he asked:

"So what kind of fish is this? I've never eaten this kind of fish before."

"Is it a bass? A snapper? Or some kind of rare whale?"

"neither."

"This kind of fish is called fat-headed fish."

Roll explained.

"Fat-headed fish? The kind that doesn't include the first 200 pounds?"

The doctor said he didn't understand.

Luo Er smiled and shook his head, then stood up slightly, leaned towards the doctor, and lowered his voice and said:

"The previous mental pollution was caused by this fat-headed fish."

"I don't know why, but it suddenly appeared in my yard. Maybe it missed me?"

"Then it was destroyed by a sword and turned into this pan-fried fish steak."

"Shh, this is my secret, you must not tell it to others!"

Of course the doctor won't tell others.

In fact, after listening to Rohr's words, he was stunned.

Was the previous bizarre mental pollution caused by this special monster called the Fat-Headed Fish?

And the previously unforgettable pan-fried fish steak was also made from the meat of this special monster called the fat-headed fish?

It is known that the special monster = the descendant of the evil god.

It’s just that because of Secret Order No. 16, I can’t call him by his first name, I have to call him by other names that have no obvious direction...

Did I eat a descendant of the evil god?

And I ate a lot?

And I think it’s delicious. Do I want to eat it again?

The doctor had auditory hallucinations in his ears, as if something had broken and scattered all over the floor.

Those are his three views...

I...I...I...

This... this... this...

How...how...how...

The shock in his heart made him unable to organize complete thoughts.

Seeing that he was dazed, Luo Er quickly shook his shoulders vigorously.

"Hello? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Are you worried that you won't be able to eat in the future?"

"Then find a way to help me find the fat-headed fish!"

The doctor slowly came back to his senses under Roll's shaking.

His mind was very confused, so he asked Rohr a strange question:

"The fat-headed fish you are talking about has a very big mouth, a very thick neck, and two glowing tentacles on its head. It looks very ferocious..."

What he described was a kind of descendant of the evil god that he remembered particularly deeply.

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Alas, I can no longer make the list...

Alas, it’s bitter...


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