After the bone alignment is completed, the rest of the work is much simpler. After simple disinfection, apply the Hemostatic Shengji Powder that Yongye Legion has begun to mass-produce, wrap a linen bandage, and apply a homemade splint, without even a plaster.
It is convenient for Sean to observe the recovery situation at any time.
During the whole process, not only the young waiters were ordered around, but also the trouble-making knight-errant heroes were ordered around to do their best work.
I didn't feel anything while I was busy working, but when I finished dealing with it, the situation became awkward.
This style of painting is completely wrong. They are here to make trouble and gain benefits, not to seek medical treatment.
Now that the benefits have not been reaped, one of our own legs has been broken first. If it was just like this, it would be okay. They have rich experience. They blackmail people when they should be blackmailed and destroy stores when they should be.
In short, this matter cannot be let go.
But a young man who seemed to have the skills of a knight suddenly appeared. Without saying a word, he connected their legs first. I don't dare to say what the result was, but the whole process was absolutely smooth and smooth, without any chaos, which made everyone
Those present were unaware of Ming Li.
Will they continue to cause trouble now? Or will they leave in despair?
It seems like neither works.
Things like making trouble also rely on an emotion, which is similar to what is said in the art of war. One burst of energy will weaken and the other will be exhausted. There is no such emotion at all now.
What's more, what they are facing now is a knight-level, and he is also a knight-level who knows medical skills. If he offends the other party, he will break their legs and then reattach them. Just thinking about it makes them shudder.
It doesn't seem possible to just run away in despair. In addition to having no shame to hang out on this street, their injured brother is still in each other's hands. If they just leave like this, then there is no way they can hang out on this street.
If things go wrong, this industry will no longer be able to survive.
"Do you want it to be public or private?" Sean asked proactively while cleaning the blood on his hands.
The gangsters looked at each other in confusion, and finally set their sights on Brontë. At this time, he, the boss, could only take action personally, and said bravely: "How do you say it's public? How do you say it's private?"
"If it's public, we'll report it to the officials and let the law enforcement officers handle our matter; if it's private, we'll negotiate privately to resolve the matter."
"It's private! It's private! It's private!" Bront made the choice immediately. Even if he had a certain background, it was better for the law enforcement officer to disappear or not.
It's not that evil is incompatible with each other, but they are very aware of the greedy nature of law enforcement officers. If anything goes beyond their hands, both parties will have to peel off their skin. Anyone who is smart knows that these days, anything that can be handled privately should be handled privately.
If something cannot be dealt with privately, many people would rather go to someone like them who is either black or gray and has a good reputation, rather than go to the official forum to talk about it, because that would just cause trouble for themselves.
"I also think it's more appropriate to keep it private! Your brother was injured because of my waiter, but you provoked me first, and the main responsibility is still on your side. So, if you don't pursue the matter of your brother's injury, I
I won’t hold you accountable for making trouble here, and I will heal your brother’s foot for free. As long as he survives three days, his life can be saved, but it’s hard to say what kind of recovery the foot will get. It may be a little
lame."
"No, absolutely not. My brother's foot is broken. You are responsible for the treatment and that's it. And we can't guarantee that it will be completely healed. How can there be such a good thing in this world? We must pay for it. There are no ten or eight gold coins.
, this matter is definitely not over yet.”
Before Bront waited for a word, one of his younger brothers became unhappy. In addition to having a good relationship with the injured person, he was mainly motivated by greed and wanted to gain benefits from it.
"Huh? Do you have a role to speak here? Is this how Mr. Bront teaches his subordinates?" Sean didn't even have the interest to look at such lowly gangsters. He despised this kind of person the most.
It doesn't matter if you are young and energetic, use it in a positive way.
It doesn't matter if you are brave and ruthless. There are plenty of places in this world where you can shed your blood and sweat. Free gladiators are also quite popular in Solo City. But if you want to use force to plunder and get something for nothing, then there is something wrong with your character.
In addition, if you don't even have any eyesight, even if you hang around for a lifetime, you will end up as a poor and old scoundrel. It's unclear whether you can live to that age.
"Get out of here." Bront kicked the blind guy and staggered him. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Half of him was angry with his subordinates, and half of him was squeezed by Sean. It seemed that
I don’t want to keep my old face today.
Bront originally wanted to leave a few hateful words such as "Let's wait and see, sooner or later I will make you look good". When it came to his lips, he swallowed it back. Now that he is stronger than others, he will only find trouble for himself.
Freedom finally turned into a word, "Goodbye."
"Wait, have you forgotten something?" Sean stopped Bront as he was about to reach the door.
"What's the matter?" Bront asked expressionlessly. He didn't want to stay here for a second now.
"Meal money! You don't want to eat the King's meal, do you? Thirty-seven coppers, thank you for your patronage." Sean said confidently.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Bront was almost furious, and his face turned completely pale. The other party did this on purpose. It was definitely humiliating him on purpose. He took out a wallet from his pocket and threw it away.
He went out, holding back the anger that was about to burst out, and said, "No need to look for it."
But as soon as he went out, he was blown by the cold wind, and he regretted it so much that his intestines turned blue, because the purse contained not only thirty-seven coppers, but also thirty-seven silver coins. It contained everything they had in the past week.
What made him vomit blood even more was that the other party's deliberately amplified voice came from inside the door.
"Hey, I met a wealthy lord today. For thirty-seven copper coins, he actually gave me so much reward. I counted one gold coin, two gold coins, three gold coins... eight gold coins, zero to fifty.
Six silver coins, plus two hundred and thirty coppers, how luxurious, how luxurious. We have been open for almost three weeks, and all the business combined is not as much as what we made today. I just forgot to tell people to come here often when they are free.
, they also have a brother here who will definitely come again, and we must take good care of such patrons in the future!"
"Come here, everyone who sees you has a share, and everyone who sees you has a share. You two can take these coppers and share them. The regular patrons here also have a share. The money will not be divided among you. But I will take care of the food for the next two weeks. One day
Two meals, no matter whether they are big bowls of noodles or mutton steamed buns, you have enough to eat! There is a good rule of thumb: don’t waste it, don’t take it out, otherwise I won’t be able to take care of it even if the windfall is tripled."
"Boss, please be happy. I have made a decision on this friend. Let's start from today. I just ate half full, so let's have another big bowl of noodles."
"Boss, do you only care about food and not wine?"
"That's a beautiful idea. Why don't you ask the management if you can live there? We provide one-stop service for food, accommodation and drinks."
"Isn't that what I was about to ask? I haven't had time yet."
"Just eat and don't care about anything else. But if you are naughty, don't blame me."
"Is the boss so confident?"
"Confidence is a good thing. At least we will have a good time in the next two weeks. Hehe, the excitement is worth watching. If we come here every day, we will have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives."
"Just daydream. Once a day is impossible, but once a week there is still some hope."
"You don't have to do it once a week, you can do it once a month to supplement your family income."
Bront finally stopped spitting out a mouthful of blood. These shady guys must have told him on purpose. He really wanted to completely lose his face and go back to grab the money bag, but after considering his own strength, he gave up in the end.
It was purely self-inflicted, and I could only leave here as quickly as possible. Out of sight, out of mind, I gnashed my teeth and swore in my heart that this matter was not over, it was definitely not over.
"How about a big bowl of noodles? Aile, the mutton soup is almost enough. Come over here in a small pot, and put all the ingredients you can find in the kitchen on a small plate. I'll treat you to something fresh."
Sean, who has verified the new treatment method, has clear ideas and can't suppress his excitement even though he consumes a lot of energy and energy.
Sean hasn't had this feeling for a long time. Living in two lives has allowed him to have more things than ordinary people, but he has also lost a lot, such as the easy satisfaction and excitement brought by an immature mind, and the feeling of success.
Sense of achievement.
It's not that there is none, it's just that his vision is too high. There are very few things that give him a sense of accomplishment, including the complete destruction of the Bastille and the establishment of the Eternal Night Army, because in his opinion, those things are all natural and far from the new discoveries of magic.
I have a strong sense of accomplishment, which is not unrelated to the fact that it is a completely new system for Sean.
In a good mood, Sean didn't bother to investigate the main messenger behind the ruffian leader Bront. He just didn't show up just now because he wanted to fish out the main messenger behind Bront. However, the main messenger was bigger than him.
If you are expecting something, you should be cautious and delay showing up.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't show up, he is just a noble noble who is jealous of the restaurant business. This kind of thing will never be the last time. As the business becomes more and more prosperous, this kind of thing will become more common. This is caused by the imperfect laws and regulations.
Disadvantages.
These days, there are no serious free businessmen. Even if they are originally, after they have some capital, they have to be affiliated with the names of those lords and nobles, and use high filial piety in exchange for the right to continue to operate, otherwise the property and people will be lost.
Not even a bit is left.
More big businessmen are agents of lords and nobles. There are also lords and nobles with special hobbies who go out to do business themselves and are called noble businessmen. However, such people are still in the minority. After all, businessmen are a lowly profession and will be ignored by people in the same circle.
Ridiculous.
How capable can a person who doesn't even let go of the petty profit in front of him be? If the other party realizes his interest and stops looking for trouble, that's all. If he reaches out again, Sean will chop him and his claws into pieces.
Under Sean's command, the braziers in the restaurant were soon lit one after another, using coke formed from the half-burned black flint in the fireplace, without any smoke.
Two hanging pots were hung up. Inside were the hotpot mutton soup that the kitchen had stewed since yesterday. As soon as it was heated over low heat, it began to tumble. Large pieces of yellowed meat tumbled along with the yellow mutton soup.
Within a short period of time, the entire restaurant was filled with a rich and unique aroma.