Planetary Museum

"They don't drink urine?" The king sneered after hearing the waiter's report, "Ludos is sure that these people are doctors and not liars? Did they rush to die without even inquiring about my illness? "

The most important diagnostic work for a patient with sweeturia, the first step is to taste the patient's urine.This is common knowledge about sweet urine that is known throughout the kingdom, and even the entire continent.Only in the earliest "treatment plans" of liars and wizards, there was no urine-tasting link. Later, all doctors scrambled to use this link as the best link to reflect their professionalism. The sweetness of the urine, and even through the urine, can accurately tell the king's diet and living habits.

And even if it is a professional doctor, their treatment still does not help one's disease at all, let alone those unprofessional, purely deceitful and magic characters.Some people even came to target themselves with some special malice—some people prescribed poison for themselves, wanting to kill themselves; , Claiming to go thousands of miles away to personally select the best medicinal materials for the king.

All these idiots and liars are now hanging at the gate of the city, becoming a beautiful landscape and a famous tourist attraction in King Elis.

Ellis thought that no one would have the guts to deceive him anymore, but he didn't expect that not only liars came this time, but four came at once—they thought that all the gallows in the Kingdom of Ellis had been killed. Used up by yourself, right?

Even liars, who casually go to the street to inquire, obviously know the necessary steps to treat glycosuria, even if they are pretending to be professional, they still have to drink a sip or two-then maybe they can live a day or two longer.But now, it is obvious that these four guys are not even willing to pretend, which makes Elis, who was already in a bad mood, furious: "What is Ludos doing! Are these four people in the hall?" , eat their last lunch?"

During the first period when the notice for seeking medical treatment was sent out, there were many poor people who cheated on food and drink and had nothing.They claimed that they could cure diseases, but after they came in, even the king was not in a hurry to see them, and stayed in the palace in the name of analyzing the disease.When it was time to eat, all of these people ate and drank like tigers descending the mountain, almost treating every meal as their last meal in life.The king almost subconsciously felt that this kind of person must have appeared again, and his medical minister had not done his duty well.

The waiter hurriedly distinguished for Ludos: "No, the people who came this time are not poor, they are all strong and rich, each has a good mount, armor and sword, and the jewelry they bring is enough to buy half of them. A royal city! The medical instruments they claim are very exquisite, and they have never been seen before! Lord Rudos let them in."

King Elis glanced at the waiter sideways, and he fell to the ground completely in fright: "Every word I said is absolutely true, Your Majesty."

Elis snorted. At this time, he didn't have much energy to pursue the matter between the waiter, the minister, and his son.So what if I pursue it, now, can I find someone more loyal?He asked, "Then how are they going to treat the disease?"

The waiter gave the king a trembling look and said, "They want His Majesty's blood."

The king smiled and asked him: "So, you helped them get it, didn't you? How can I cooperate with you? Cut a knife in the throat, and then sew it up? The blood I was released by these quack doctors is almost enough to make me sick." I took a shower myself!"

Bloodletting therapy is the mainstream medical school of this era, and it is used for almost all diseases. During the period when King Elis was just diagnosed with sweet urine, he used to have bloodletting frequently, and put a small bowl almost every day.It wasn't until he was so weak that he could barely get out of bed that he finally gave up.After that, I tried it one after another, but none of them had any obvious effect.In the eyes of King Elis, a doctor who only knows bloodletting is a typical representative of a quack doctor.

"No, no, no... They said, just a little..." The waiter hurriedly explained, "They said, as long as a few drops of His Majesty's blood, they can use these few drops of blood to communicate with God and judge His Majesty's condition."

"God? The big one or the small one." King Elis was not surprised at all.

"It's not...they..." The waiter hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and conveyed the exact meaning of the other party, "They said that the Great Sun God and the Little Sun God are evil gods, and they believe in the land god."

"Earth God?" King Elis confirmed that he had never heard the name before.

"They said that this is the god who is in charge of the underground world, and that they have specially brought the will of the gods this time, to come to save you, Your Majesty, and through you, to save the entire Kingdom of Elis." Then the waiter handed the king a small The little thing said again, "They said that they would use this thing to bleed His Majesty, like being lightly pricked by a nail."

King Elis took the blood collection pen and looked at it carefully. Although he didn't understand it clearly, the exquisiteness of the thing in his hand was undoubted, and it even surpassed the instruments brought by all other doctors that the king had seen.He carefully stroked the appearance of the lancing pen, it was not wood, nor leather and iron, it was a material he had never seen before.Lightweight and beautiful.

The anger accumulated by the king gradually subsided because of the small blood collection pen in front of him, and was replaced by a faint hope—maybe, maybe this time, the doctor can really do it?

He waved his hand and said, "Bring them in, are there four of them? Also, call in eight more guards!"

"Father," Prince Elis walked into the bedroom, looked at the servant, and asked, "I heard that four doctors have come this time, and they are going to bleed you again!"

"You should have known this news before I did," the king said after glancing at his son, "but your news is very inaccurate. If only a mosquito bite is considered bloodletting."

"How much is not the point," the prince worried, "The point is that they will sacrifice your blood to their evil gods!"

"I don't care whoever I give it to," the king taunted. "The Great Sun God is the righteous god you believe in, but unfortunately he just doesn't want to see me healthy. No matter how much money I give to atone for my sins, he insists on using it alive." Starvation tortured your father to death, but you still believe in it, don't you?"

The prince stopped admonishing him. He stepped aside, stood at the head of the guards who had just walked in, and said to the king: "Then father, please allow your son to guard you with a sword. If these cultists dare to play any tricks in front of you means, I will let them taste the wrath of the Great Yang God as soon as possible."

The king snorted: "You don't need your god to be angry on my behalf. Thirteen people in one room are enough. You should go out and pray more before God for your father. If you hate cultists so much, You should go to the front line for your god and kill a few more Xiaoyang's cubs, maybe your god will be happy about this and heal my illness."

The prince said no more, there had been enough quarrels between father and son over this.

Outside the room, the prince saw the four lunatics walking in. Compared with the doctors who had been here before, these four people seemed a little too nervous.

The prince was not surprised by this. In his opinion, all the people who came here for treatment were deceitful. Everyone knew that sweet urine was a terminal illness. It was already a miracle that the king survived for more than three years—but this miracle also Almost at the end.

The king three years ago was a horse king who feared all the generals at the mention of his name, and was famous all over the world. Excessive strength was his biggest characteristic.But after the past three years, the strong man who could not run the horse that he used to be able to bear is now indistinguishable from the starving man in the slums.

These people just had a certain purpose, hoping to earn some benefits before the king died.

The prince had investigated the origins of these people, and knew that they had just carried out a large-scale deception in the south, on the territory of the Xiaoyang Sect, which made the rear of the Xiaoyang Sect restless.Now these people can't stay in the south, so they can only come to the north. As we all know, there is a lunatic king in the north who is most looking forward to being deceived.

If these people continue to stay in the territory of the Xiaoyang Sect to make trouble, the prince will be very happy, welcome and even secretly support their actions, but if they want to come here and make trouble for the country he is about to rule, the prince will let these people know with a sword, Here, the sun of my father is about to fall, and I will be the only sun in the kingdom of Elis!