Six thousand gold coins, this was the final price of the transaction between the two parties.
Reggie knew that this was still not all of Sann's property, but Reggie only needed so much at the moment, and there was no need for him to waste time on Sann.
Moreover, Sarn also showed enough sincerity. He provided a lot of valuable information, the most important of which was about Princess Sophia.
Reggie never expected that the princess of Bayer would come to act as a spy in person. What made him even more unexpected was that Sophia had another mysterious identity, the wall-walking witch.
Sophia is a witch who has the ability to penetrate walls. According to Sarn's description, he can easily pass through the wall of Shattered Snow City.
This is completely consistent with Tell's description. It seems that witches are real.
Thinking of Tire, Reggie went to the Wounded Barracks. The Wounded Barracks was an abandoned residential area in the west of the city. This was his first time coming to this place. The poor sanitary environment and medical conditions made Reggie a little annoyed.
In this era, the army has no obligation to take care of wounded soldiers. Jiawen is a general who cares for the soldiers. He and Erwin established a wounded soldier camp to let the injured soldiers recuperate here, and found a doctor to provide simple care to the injured soldiers.
treatment.
Jarvan and Erwin's approach is absolutely benevolent. There are only three doctors in Broken Snow City, and everyone knows the price of hiring them. A treatment requires at least dozens of silver coins, which is something that most middle-class families cannot afford.
The cost is high, so even if wounded soldiers return home, they will rarely receive medical treatment, and may even be abandoned by their families.
This doctor was hired by Jarvan with his own money. She does not have a medical badge given by the lord. To put it bluntly, she is an unlicensed illegal medical practitioner.
Her name is Imma. She is twenty-two years old. She has bright red hair and a face that can make men fascinated.
The round cheeks, high bridge of the nose, and plump and playful lips reminded Reggie of Marilyn Monroe, the most gorgeous beauty of the last century.
The most distinctive thing is her pair of eyes of different colors, one pupil is green and the other is golden.
This is heterochromia iridis. Reggie has seen some cases in some medical literature, but this is the first time he has seen a real person with heterochromia pupils.
This woman is really a beauty in the world. She is wearing a linen dress. The clothes are very old and a little too small, which fully shows off her slightly plump and hot figure.
It's a pity that her medical skills are not as outstanding as her beauty. At the moment, she is holding a birch branch and beating Tyr crazily, while muttering prayers to the gods.
Tyr curled up on the bed with his head in his arms. Through his fingers, Reggie saw Tyr's eyes. There was despair in his eyes.
"Madam, please stop!" Reggie couldn't stand it anymore. "Please don't hurt my guards anymore."
"Your guard?" Imma turned around, looked at Reggie and said, "Who are you?"
Erwin coughed slightly and said, "What do you think?"
Imma knew Erwin and knew that he was the captain of the lord's guard. Seeing Erwin standing behind Reggie, it was easy to deduce Reggie's identity.
"Are you the lord? The monster who turned into a cow?"
Erwin frowned tightly and said, "Watch your tone, Imma."
Seeing Reji's appearance, Imma couldn't help laughing. She rubbed her cheeks desperately, tried her best to tolerate the laughter, and pretended to be serious and said to Reji: "Lord, you are here to visit the injured.
Soldiers? Knight Gusta just came and he said you would give each soldier five gold coins. Is this true?"
Reggie nodded and said, "Of course it's true."
"What about me?" Imma puffed up her chest towards Reggie and said with pride, "Am I your soldier?"
Irma's question made Erwin very dissatisfied. He felt that a woman could not joke about war casually.
"Ima, pay attention to the way you speak," Erwin glared at Imma, "That is the reward that the warriors paid for with their blood."
"Am I not a warrior? Am I not fighting? Without my efforts, how could these guys survive today!" Imma did not give in. It was obvious that she was not afraid of the lord or El.
arts.
Erwin said: "I think Knight Gusta and I have paid you enough."
"Enough?" Imma yelled angrily, "It's been a month, and you've only given me ten silver coins a month. Lord, listen, can this be considered sufficient reward? This is simply for a doctor.
insult!"
Erwin also raised his voice: "Don't forget, you are not a real healer at all!"
"Really? Then why should I stay here? I've wanted to leave for a long time!" This sentence obviously stung Imma's nerves. She threw away the birch branch and said bitterly, "Since you said that I
If you are not a doctor, why did you invite me here? Do you think I have nowhere else to go? There are many people in the city waiting for me to treat illnesses. They will give me at least two silver coins at a time. Why should I waste it on you people?
So much time!”
Imma was about to walk out of the wounded barracks, but Reggie blocked her way.
"Don't be so impatient, madam," Reggie said with a smile, "I recognize your merits and will pay you the remuneration you deserve. I can even award you a doctor's badge, but the premise is that you must relearn some medical knowledge.
.”
"Common sense?" Imma looked at the young lord with a contemptuous smile on her face, "I think you were not yet weaned when I learned common sense, my lord."
The furious Erwin gritted his teeth and said, "I'm warning you again, pay attention to the tone of your words!"
"Don't be so nervous," Reggie stopped Erwin and turned to Imma, "Since you are so confident, first tell me what medical skills you know?"
Imma puffed up her chest and said, "I know everything about medical skills."
"Tell me first, what is the use of this birch branch?"
"Lord, it seems that you know nothing about medical skills," Imma sneered, "This is not a birch branch, this is an exorcism sacred object given to healers by the gods. I am helping your guard get rid of the devil in his body."
Imma's words sounded ridiculous, but Reggie did not rush to refute. There were too many unknown things in this world, and maybe her treatment methods were really effective.
"Has the devil been cast out of Tyre?"
Imma touched Tyre's forehead and said: "It's hard to tell now. He started to sweat, which proves that the devil is slowly leaving. But if his head becomes very hot, it proves that the devil has entered his head.
There was nothing I could do at that point.”
"Will the devil kill him?"
"Of course!" Imma put on a ferocious expression and said sinisterly in Reggie's ear, "Some of them will bleed all over their bodies, some will have spots all over their bodies, and some will rot all over their bodies, leaving only
The foul-smelling slurry will kill them all in the hands of the devil in the end."
This is a common trick used by doctors to make everyone believe that the pain comes from the devil and that doctors have mysterious powers and can defeat the terrible devil.
Reggie deliberately made a fearful expression, but he knew very well that what Ima described was sepsis and the clinical manifestations of sepsis.
The devil in her mouth refers to wound infection. Fever is the beginning of worsening of inflammation, but sweating is an obvious sign of fever reduction. Therefore, doctors of this era came to an absurd conclusion that letting patients sweat is equivalent to driving them away.
Devil, it is equivalent to curing the wound infection.
This is obviously putting the cart before the horse, but in this era, similar medical theories were popular among the major kingdoms. There are many ways to make people sweat. Some doctors make patients drink a lot of hot soup, and some doctors
The patient will be placed in a stuffy room, and some doctors simply put the patient on a charcoal fire to smoke.
Of course, whipping is also a very good way. Tier was beaten with sweat all over his body. In Imma's view, the devil was far away from Tier.
"As long as the devil is driven out once a day, this young man will be cured soon!" Imma was very confident in her treatment plan. Tyre said to Reggie with a trembling voice: "Lord, please let me die on the battlefield.
Bar……"
Reggie roughly checked the herbs used by Imma. Although he has never studied medicine, he is somewhat aware of the effects of some herbs, such as willow branches, which contain salicylic acid, which has the effect of clearing away heat and relieving pain, similar to aspirin.
There is also some red sand. According to Imma's introduction, this is the blood of the gods, a holy object used to block the devil.
In fact, this is cinnabar, which is mercury sulfide. The bactericidal effect of mercury is very average. If used improperly, it may cause mercury poisoning.
As for the soup made from earthworms and millipedes, Reggie still can't understand the purpose of these things.
There were about twenty patients in the wounded barracks. Reggie asked Irma: "How many people have you treated?"
"Who would remember those things?" Imma looked very disdainful. "Two people left a few days ago. They seemed very good. The devil is far away from them."
"Then how many people died?"
"I can't even remember the living people, who can remember the dead."
Reggie smiled and said: "From today on, you must learn to record."
Erwin opened a piece of parchment and recorded the list of the dead. The dead wounded soldiers would receive the same treatment as the fallen.
"Since the establishment of the Wounded Barracks, a total of sixteen people have died."
"Sixteen people...it seems that not many people can be cured." Reggie's voice was very low, but Imma still heard it.
"Are you blaming me?" Imma said with an unconvinced look, "They were all killed by the devil. I have fought the devil with all my life, do you still expect me to defeat every devil?"
"Of course I didn't blame you." Reggie looked at this pretty girl with a smile. The medical level in this world is like this. She really shouldn't be blamed. On the contrary, she is very dedicated and smart. She knows every medicinal material well.
Everything she said was eloquent, and it can be seen that she loves medicine very much. As long as she is given some guidance, she is likely to become a pioneer in modern medicine.
"Irma Clayton," Reggie called out Imma's full name, and his expression suddenly became very serious, "tell me, are you willing to become a real healer?"
Imma was startled, took a step back and said, "Why do you ask that?"
"Answer me!"
Imma smiled and said: "Of course I am willing."
"Don't laugh!" Reggie yelled, "Answer me!"
"I..." Imma put away her smile, bit her lip and said, "I do."
"Are you willing to fight the devil all your life and regard saving lives and healing the wounded as your life's career?"
"I," Imma trembled, and the solemn atmosphere made this naughty girl somewhat excited, "I do."
"Are you willing to stay in Broken Snow City forever and be loyal to me forever?"
"I do!"
"Will you be my disciple?"
"Disciple?" Imma was about to say that she was willing, but she didn't understand what disciple meant.
"A disciple is a student," Reggie said, "Are you willing to be my student?"
"Actually, I have had several mentors, and they..."
"Forget all your mentors," Reggie said solemnly, "If you are willing to be my student, I will award you the Medal of Medicine within three months, and it is not an ordinary medal, it is the number one doctor in Shattering Snow City.
Medal, would you like?"
"The number one doctor?" Imma opened her eyes wide and looked at Reggie, especially the green pupil, which looked particularly charming. "You mean, I can be ranked in front of Dr. Creed?"
"Forget that greedy old woman!" Reggie said, "Tell me if you are willing to do it!"
"I do!" Imma's golden pupils shone with tears, which made Reggie's heart almost melt.
Reggie took out a bag of silver coins, about thirty or forty coins, and handed it to Imma.
"Take these silver coins and buy two white clothes. Remember, in the wounded barracks, you must wear white clothes and change them once a day. The clothes you change must be steamed in boiling water. Do you understand?"
"Why do you do this?"
"Don't ask why yet, I will tell you later." Reggie added, "Buy some good clay pots to boil medicine for the soldiers. The pots must also be cooked with boiling water every day."
"What's this for?"
"I told you, don't ask yet," Reggie said, "Now go get a can of water."
"What do you need clean water for?"
"I'll teach you how to wash your hands."
"Why do you need to wash your hands?"
This girl always has endless questions to ask. Reggie pointed to the birch branch she used to ward off evil spirits and said: "Bring that thing over."
Imma handed the birch branch to Reggie, who was injured, and asked secretly: "What are you going to use it for?"
Reggie whipped the table with a birch branch and shouted: "From now on, you have to call me mentor. You are not allowed to ask me why without my permission, otherwise I will beat your ass to pieces."
!Go get me some water now!"
Reggie taught Imma the seven-step handwashing technique. In this era without soap, handwashing is not very useful, but Reggie must help Lena develop good hygiene habits.
"Erwin, bring the wine."
Erwin handed over two wine bottles, and Imma shook her head and said: "Master Mentor, I don't usually drink. To be precise, I rarely drink. Of course, on this special day, if Master Mentor is very
If you're interested, I wouldn't mind having a drink with you..."
"Come on, have a drink." Reggie poured a small cup for Ima.
The moment the alcohol entered her mouth, Imma felt that her mouth was on fire.
But she still swallowed the alcohol, licked her lips and said, "What kind of wine is this? This stuff is really strong."
"This is wine...but it's not wine to drink. It's alcohol used to drive away demons. You can't drink it anymore...you know?" This time he was embarrassed. Reggie wanted to give Imma a warning.
I understand that this kind of wine cannot be drunk, but looking at Imma's excited expression, she seems to like this kind of strong liquor. "You have to wipe the wound of the injured with alcohol every other day. Do you remember?"
"For, for..."
Reggie raised the birch branch and whispered: "What do you want to say?"
"No, it's nothing, Master Tutor."
"Very good," Reggie smiled with satisfaction, "Go buy some parchment and quills, and record the changes in injuries of each injured person. Record them every day. Can you do it?"
"I... can't read." Imma blushed. In fact, she didn't need to be ashamed. In Suixue City, less than 5% of the residents were literate.
"A doctor must be able to read," Reggie said. "Come to me in the castle tonight and I will teach you how to read."
Walking to the door of the wounded barracks, Reggie saw a familiar figure, a little boy walking towards him with his mother.
"Hunt Rogers," Reggie recognized the boy, stepped forward and hugged him, "little guy, what are you doing here?"
Hunter's mother hurried over to salute, and Hunter loudly said to Reggie: "Lord, I'm here to visit my father."
"Your father," Reggie was surprised, "is he still alive?"
Emma said: "Will Rogers, he is still alive. He lives alone in a room. The guy is very strong. He has been tortured by the devil for more than ten days, but he is still alive."