I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 425 Returning to the Consulting Room
"Hey, isn't this little Gerrit? Such a clever little Gerrit, why did he still come to me?"

After standing outside the clinic for a long time, Little Gerrit stepped into the consultation room.

In the consulting room, as usual, there are many spectators who have nothing to do and spend tickets to see the doctor's surgery.
There are patients waiting for treatment.

The doctor had just finished an amputation operation, and the patient, who was awake and dripping with sweat, had already been lifted down.

He was wiping blood from his hands.

Seeing the figure of Little Gerrit, he said to Little Gerrit with sarcasm.

"Can I still work with you, Dr. Monk?"

Walking into the doctor's consulting room again, little Gerrit is simply because of the current changes.

Hope to have a job that makes some money, at least some income.

Even two hundred copper coins a month can be used for something.

"Oh, can you still work here? You mean it, so smart little Gerrit, with so many problems, does he still need my job here?"

"Oh, it's really unexpected. I thought that such a powerful little Gerrit would never come to me again."

The doctor spoke flamboyantly, mocking little Gerrit without reserve.

"oh oh……"

The audience who had been watching the operation next to them started booing excitedly after seeing the bustle.

Although they didn't know what happened before, it didn't affect them seeing the doctor's attitude.

"How amazing you were before, how courageous you were...Look, our smart, wise, brave little Gretel...then why did you come back to me..."

The doctor opened his hand and continued to speak exaggeratedly, still holding the blood-wiping veil in his hand.

Little Gerrit didn't react too much to this, he just turned around silently and was about to leave.

"...You want to come back to work with me again, okay, you can continue to work with me."

But when little Gerrit turned around, the doctor seemed to have changed his mind again and said aloud.

Little Gerrit turned around, raised his head, and looked at the doctor in silence.

"What are you still doing standing there, hurry up and be my assistant, the next operation will start soon."

The doctor called again to little Gerrit.

Little Gerrit paused and walked over silently.

The recent incidents that puzzled little Gerrit made little Gerrit hope to help the family earn more.

Before stepping into a doctor's office, he knew he was going to face ridicule.

He can accept ridicule and make things difficult.

Seeing that there was no good show to watch, the audience next to them were a little disappointed and let out some strange noises.

But seeing that the next operation was about to start, it attracted their attention again.

Little Gretel, who walked over silently, started working as an assistant to Dr. Monk.

After sorting out the tools to be used for the next operation, the stove for the iron was heated up again, and the iron was placed on it to preheat.

And Dr. Monk was like a magician stirring up the atmosphere in a circus, shouting at the audience twice to get the audience excited again.

Taking advantage of the gap fixed by the next patient,
Dr. Monk turned around again and approached little Gerrit, lowered his voice, and said viciously,

"Boy, because of your impiety, now your income is only 150 copper coins a month!"

Little Gretel didn't have much reaction to Dr. Monk's fierce expression,
just ask,

"Then when will it be restored to two hundred copper coins?"

"When you are pious enough."

After saying another word, the doctor turned around.

Little Gerrit, who continued to work silently, had doubts in his eyes.

Can ungodliness towards the Lord be solved with money?

Little Gerrit lowered his head, and turned on the stove a little more.

"Come here and stand here."

"Give me my axe."

The doctor pointed to the place beside him, and said to Little Gerrit.

The previous doctor didn't like people standing by during the operation. Even the little Gerrit, who was an assistant, could only stand behind him and hand him tools.

Little Gerrit handed the doctor the axe, and stood by,

The doctor holds an ax and prepares for a new operation.

Little Gerrit turned his head and looked at the patient who had been fixed on the operating chair.

The patient on the operating chair is a middle-aged man, wearing soft and loose clothes,

The sleeve of the left hand was rolled up, and the exposed left hand was tied to the shelf next to the operating chair.

It was the middle-aged man's left hand that was to be amputated in this amputation operation.

His left hand was festered below the elbow, and the rotten flesh was bleeding yellow-white pus, exuding a foul smell.
On the surface of some wounds, there are still some small white dots, which may be the eggs of flies or other maggots.

The patient who was going to be amputated had a sickly blush on his face, his eyes were nervous about the next operation, and he also looked forward to the treatment.

"Get ready, the operation is about to begin."

Probably because the patient spent more money, the doctor stuffed a relatively new piece of cork into the patient's mouth for him to bite.

At the same time, he raised the sharp surgical ax in his hand.

The audience watching the operation immediately became excited, and some people blushed and screamed strangely,

Someone stood up excitedly and raised their hands in a dance.

"Chop, chop!"

"Cut off his hands! Cut off his hands!"

Amidst the bursts of excited screams,

The patient biting the cork also flushed and stared wide-eyed,

The bound left hand was still struggling and twisting unconsciously.

Little Gerrit stood beside him, looking at the patient, and then at the enthusiastic and excited audience next to him,
And at this time,
Doctor Monk's ax finally fell,

Accompanied by the sound of chopping bones, and the excited shouts of the surrounding audience.

The patient's festering left hand was chopped off.

Little Gerrit, who was standing next to him, was splashed with pus and blood all over his head.

Little Gerrit subconsciously closed his eyes,
I heard a burst of laughter from the crowd nearby,

"Haha...you see..."

The audience laughed excitedly.

Little Gerrit took the veil that he was going to pass to the doctor in his hand, wiped his face,
When I opened my eyes, I saw the audience around me were laughing,
The doctor next to him had already taken the fiery red iron to stop the bleeding of the patient,

Looking at little Gerrit, he also smiled.

Even the patient who was soaked in sweat and hadn't passed out after the amputation operation,

It's also like seeing a very funny scene, biting the cork and grinning.

"Okay, take the veil and wipe it clean, and we will continue to treat the next patient soon."

Facing the laughter of the people around him, little Gerrit didn't speak, but silently wiped away the blood and pus that could be wiped off his body.

Dr. Monk seemed to have had enough laughing at Little Gerrit, and then said aloud.

Some people in the consulting room lifted the previous patient down, and replaced a new patient, who sat on the operating chair.

Just looking at the patient on the operating chair, Dr. Monk frowned,

"Why is it a woman, did I say that I would treat women?"

Doctor Monk yelled angrily.

The audience next to him shouted excitedly,
Little Gerrit, who wiped off the blood on his body, raised his head and looked at Doctor Monk,
Know that this is a great performance from Doctor Monk.

Just like he had seen before, operating on the farmer who couldn't pay.

Dr. Monk is like a superb performer, always able to attract the attention of the audience, always able to mobilize the audience's emotions.

"...Damn it, you bastards, how dare you let a woman lie on my operating chair..."

Dr. Monk was yelling at those in the consulting room who were in charge of immobilizing patients.

The more the surrounding audience saw this, the more excited they became. The scolded person lowered his head in cooperation.

"Operate her, damn it, do her..."

"Let her blood splatter your entire operating chair...haha..."

Someone was so excited that his face was ferocious, and he was a little excited and impatient to urge.

He didn't pay attention to the immobilized woman on the operating chair.

Little Gerrit looked towards the sick man.

Like the 'show' I've seen before,
The woman who was immobilized had rough and tanned skin on her face and body.
Her expression was cramped and uneasy, and every time the doctor yelled at her, her whole body would tremble.

Her wound was on her leg.

Probably some farm tool was hoeed on the foot,

There were wounds torn up and down on the back of her feet, and the flesh was turned outwards,

The flesh inside was rotting, and along the rotten wound, the surrounding flesh seemed to be moldy,

One piece after another was rotten.

At the toes, the toe bones have been exposed from the hands.

"...Damn it, you're such a bastard, take it..."

"Take it, I want to see your operating chair covered with a woman's blood!"

Amidst the audience's scolding, the doctor received enough money thrown down by the audience,
He turned around and was about to take the ax and continue the operation.

But before he started, he glanced at little Gerrit, and stopped.

"Little Gerrit, you do this operation."

"I?"

"Yes, you come."

"Ma'am, although the enthusiastic audience has paid enough for your operation, I never operate on women. Let my assistant do it."

The doctor turned his head and said to the woman fixed on the operating chair.

The woman's terrified gaze shifted from the doctor to little Gerrit.

Little Gerrit met the woman's gaze and shook his head.

"Doctor Monk, I don't know how to operate."

"Then let this patient go home and die. If you don't amputate her, she will die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Come on, hold this ax firmly, um, hold it firmly, and then point it here, see, point it here, chop it down, and it's over."

The doctor put the surgical ax in Little Gerrit's hand, and forced Little Gerrit's hand to swing the ax up and down.

The audience who knew what the doctor was going to do became more excited and shouted indiscriminately.

Little Gerrit held an axe, looked at Dr. Monk, and then at the woman who was fixed on the operating chair,

The woman kept looking at little Gretel, her eyes were full of fear, but she kept silent and did not object.

"Do you really have to not operate on her? Do you want to watch her die? Maybe you can see how painful it is for her to die like this."

"...Haha, yes, that's it, pick up the axe, and chop down. You must be fast and forceful, you know? Otherwise, your patients will suffer extra pain when you chop continuously!"

The doctor laughed when he saw that little Gerrit was still holding the ax after he let go.

"Come on, chop it off... chop it off..."

The surrounding audience also booed.

Little Gerrit met the woman's eyes.

He didn't want to do it, but if he didn't, maybe the woman would lose the chance of being healed entirely.

At last,
The ax that Little Gerrit was holding fell down anyway,
The thin legs of the woman, cut off at the ankle,

There was another deep tooth mark on the cork the woman was biting on.

The doctor laughed, picked up the iron and stopped the woman's bleeding.

The surrounding audience also laughed.

Little Gerrit stood there in a daze, then put down the axe, and looked at the woman who was still unconscious.

"Look, how well you've done it, little Gerrit...have you seen, little Gerrit, the patients you've healed will soon be judged by the Lord."

"If they are not pious enough, they will be invaded by demons and die. If they are pious enough, they will be protected by the Lord."

The doctor went to little Gerrit's side again,
He seemed to be refuting what little Gerrit had said last time about piety.

"If they don't get better, it's because they're not religious enough, you know?"

"We are the Lord's devout lambs and the Lord's physicians. Only the Lord's devout believers can withstand the test and be healed."

"If that's the case, what else do doctors need?"

Little Gerrit turned his head, not angry at the doctor's words,
Just asked the doctor suspiciously.

This time, Dr. Monk was silent. He frowned and looked at Little Gerrit,

Paused for a while, and finally just said something meaningless,
"Little Gretel, I doubt your devotion to the Lord!"

Then the doctor ignored little Gerrit,
"Bring me this patient out, bring the next patient here..."

Little Gerrit followed the treated patient out of the consulting room.

The doctor glanced at little Gerrit, but said nothing aloud about it.

The person who took the woman out of the consulting room put the woman outside the door of the consulting room and went back.

The woman leaned against the wall outside the consulting room door and sat on the ground.

Little Gerrit squatted in front of the woman, not knowing what to say.

"Thank you. Little Gerrit, aren't you?"

The woman was weak, barely opening her eyes.

"sorry."

said little Gerrit to the woman.

"Why are you sorry?"

The woman was very surprised.

"You could have gotten better treatment."

"Does that make any difference, child?"

Little Gerrit could not answer.

The woman forced herself to lean back a bit, and looked around to see that there was no one around.

Then it came to little Gerrit's ear,

"It's all right, kid... I took Dr. Monk's money."

How could a woman like this come to a town to see a doctor for treatment?

It just so happened that the doctor needed a show and the woman was chosen.

"...boy...can you do me a favor...I still have a shoe in that consulting room."

The woman said with some embarrassment.

There was indeed a shoe on the rotten foot of the woman that was cut off earlier,

It's a pair of old straw sandals.

"Um……"

Little Gerrit was silent for a while, then got up,

I went to the consulting room and picked up the shoe again.

Handed it to the woman, the woman held it in her arms and laughed.

Later, little Gerrit saw a young man rushing to pick up the woman.

The woman was carried on the back by the young man, and she still seemed to be smiling on the way back.

Little Gerrit went back to the consulting room and assisted the doctor until evening.

"Okay... this is your salary today, tomorrow you will come here at this time as usual."

After giving Little Gerrit five coppers, the doctor waved Little Gerrit away.

Little Gerrit looked at Dr. Monk again,

Holding the money, he turned around and left the consulting room.

And Dr. Monk, after closing the consulting room, walked towards the church.

……

"Father."

"Well, let's go."

Little Gerrit walked to the entrance of the town, and saw the familiar figure again,

It was Father Howth.

I don't know how long I've been waiting here.

It was a little late now, but Hoss didn't ask what little Gerrit was doing.

But little Gretel said it himself.

"Father... I returned to work in that clinic again, but the salary was reduced to only 150 copper coins per month."

"Why? Actually, you can study well in school."

Little Gerrit didn't speak, but handed today's five copper coins to his father Hoss.

"Well, I'll put it away for you, maybe, next year, you can continue to study."

(End of this chapter)