It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 185 The New Little Priest of the Healing House
Gretel was sitting on the first floor of the treatment center, on the table close to the wall, playing with a small bag of seeds in his hand, seemingly in a daze.

A sick person bursts in...not looking for him.

A second patient rushed in...not looking for him either.

The third patient... The third patient simply stomped and rushed upstairs.

This situation is exactly the same as the scene where the new doctor has just started to consult and the crowd is empty.What is worse than the hospital environment is that the entire two-story building is filled with a vague fishy smell...

Yes, the healing house of the God of Nature Order is located on the edge of Nevis City, near the dock area.On one side is the cargo wharf, on the other is the fishing boat wharf, and the treatment center happens to be stuck in the middle.As for the passenger terminal, it was at the end of the cargo terminal, at least two miles away from the treatment center.

Although it was on the edge of the city, because the city of Nevis was located at the end of the bay, it was in the shape of a "U", so the treatment center was not far from Bridge School of Magic.Every day after class, Grete walks half an hour out of the school gate. It can be said that he is close to home with more money and less work... It is the first dream of young people to go to work.

So even if there are no patients for the time being, Gretel is not in a hurry.His eyes were empty, he looked out of the window, and silently held a seed in his hand-promoting birth!birth!Grow me a hollow tube!

Ah, what grows out of this seed is a tough dark brown wooden tube.It might work as a sputum suction tube, but definitely not as an infusion tube...

Gretel shook the wooden tube lightly, separated the next piece, and threw it into the small glass petri dish on the right.After writing the record, seal the unused seeds and the fragments of the wooden pipe into a separate small pocket, and stuff it back into the dimension bag.Take out a new seed, concentrate on it, and prepare to continue cultivating.

"Your Excellency, I, my leg fell...it hurts..."

Here comes the patient.

Gretel looked up. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old magic apprentice was limping up the steps with a bookcase on his back.The robe was covered with dust, and the lower half was even embedded with some gravel, and there was dust on his face and hands.He looked around and saw that there were sick people in front of the other pastors, so he ran to Gretel.

"Sit across the table." Gretel replied extremely skillfully.He spread out the record book and turned to the first blank page: "Name? Age? Occupation? What's wrong?"

"Stephen Downey, Master Apprentice... 16 years old... fell and sprained his ankle..."

"Sit down." Gretel scribbled down his notes, went around to the opposite side, and squatted down to check.Press, knead, rotate, and take a photo with [Detect Magic] by the way, and come to a conclusion:

"I sprained my ankle, my muscles and ligaments were a little bit strained, but my bones are fine. I went home and applied cold compresses for a day, and then started to apply hot compresses at this time the next day. Just rest for a few days."

"But there will be a master's lecture tomorrow!" Donnie said anxiously. "Can it be cured immediately? Please!"

"Need magical treatment? You have a sprain, just [treat minor injuries] - Michelle! How do you charge for [treat minor injuries]?"

The accountant of the treatment center—or accountant, or whatever—immediately rushed over and bowed slightly in front of the patient: "[Treatment of minor injuries]? Five gold coins in favor. Oh, you are a mage apprentice, and the Magic Council has a relationship with us." Agreement, you only need to pay 10%. 5 silver coins, after payment, we will treat you immediately."

The young apprentice looked distressed at first, then heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the latter, and immediately took out his money bag.Paying money with one hand, handing over the healing technique with the other hand, for a moment, warm white light penetrated into the ankle, the pain stopped immediately, and the swelling disappeared.Donnie turned around on tiptoe, reversed a circle, and took two steps. He said pleasantly:
"All right! Thank you very much!"

"No thanks no thanks! Be careful in the future~~~"

The accountant waved off the guests.Gretel rushed to the table, racing against time, drawing the X-ray image he had just seen:
"The anatomical structure of a magic apprentice's ankle is no different from that of a normal person..."

This healing house is a product of the cooperation between the Magic Council and the Order of the God of Nature. The council provides land, a house, a salary of 500 gold coins per month and a medicine fee of 50 gold coins.The Church of the God of Nature provides a 5th-level priest, and two or three low-level priests and apprentice priests, who take turns to attend consultations here.

The urban poor do not charge treatment fees, and they will give medical advice and potion assistance. If the magic spells are not used up today and the priests are in a good mood, they can also throw a few magic spells;

Small vendors, clerks, craftsmen and other middle-class people give medical advice, sell medicines at a low price, and give certain discounts to magical treatments;
I'm sorry for a rich man like a wealthy businessman who doesn't have extraordinary power, just pay.Or, would you be better off donating?
A group of patients were sent away, and the treatment center was temporarily quiet.Pastor Matthew came down from upstairs and said with a smile, "It's pretty clean——Grete, tell me about the echo detection spell again?"

"Yeah, I didn't figure it out either..."

"Seeing things always feel blurry..."

The two pastors sitting on the first floor put down their pens and surrounded them.The apprentice priest in the corner hadn't learned the spell yet, so he had to shrink his neck, trying to pretend he didn't exist.Pastor Matthew saw him at a glance and shouted: "Cohen, don't be dazed, you go and bring that rabbit over—"

"My lord pastor—I'm in so much pain—"

Ouch, ouch, ouch, a fat man climbed up on the doorstep.The height is only a little over five feet, but the waist must be over three feet.Leaning on crutches, clutching his lower abdomen, he climbed up step by step. The hard beech crutches were almost crushed into an arc by him.

The fat man was wearing a shiny velvet vest, half yellow and not brown. The silver buttons on his stomach were about to burst, but he was still trying to fasten them one by one.The upper body is prim and proper, but underneath is only a pair of wide shorts, bare feet, stepping on a pair of soft cloth slippers, the big toe is swollen, red and shiny.As soon as he came in, he rushed to Pastor Matthew in a familiar way:

"My lord pastor, every time I come to your place for treatment, it can't be cured..."

"Oh, you're having an attack again." Pastor Matthew seemed to be quite familiar with him. He looked up and immediately said with a smile:

"Delay pain, level 2 magic, if I do it, it can relieve your pain for 10 hours. Remove disease, level 3 magic. Whatever you choose, it's fine~~~"

"I..." Fatty sat down by the table, tightly clutching his lower abdomen with one hand, his right foot dangling in the air, he didn't dare to touch the ground at all.The other hand cherished the purse until the dirty handprints overlapped with the handprints. After struggling for a while, he finally got up tremblingly:

"My lord pastor, I, I'm going to have a rest first..."

"Okay, please come inside." Pastor Matthew called the apprentices and helped the fat man inside.The toilet door was closed. After a long time, the sound of water did not follow. Instead, the fat man howled:
"My lord pastor, no...it's getting more and more painful, I can't urinate...give me a way to delay the pain!"

White light flashes.

The pain-relieving spell fell.

Fatty's wailing stopped for a while, and then started again:
"No way...the big toe doesn't hurt anymore, but I still can't urinate...my lord pastor, can your magic work!"

He walked out of the toilet angrily, and walked away with a cane, still limping a little.Gretel glanced at his toes, the pinnae, and then at the other's protruding belly, and immediately got up to stand in front of the fat man:

"Sir, please wait a moment, can I take a look for you? I'm afraid you can't just relieve the pain..."

(End of this chapter)