Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"Really? I think so too."

Brother Dorian praised his own craftsmanship, and Fu Qian also cooperated by picking up the doll and giving an honest review.

There is no doubt that the workmanship is excellent. As a player in the handicraft industry, she is much better than the legendary needle wizard Kelin.

The main problem now is that Dr. Dorian doesn't look like he's bragging.

"Do you need a doctor, stranger?"

As expected, after being successfully interested by the puppet, Dorian took the initiative to ask about the purpose of the visit the next moment, in a tone of soliciting customers.

There is no doubt that his vision is very accurate, but this reaction is a bit too similar to that of the old lady.

  So, for these natives, no matter what I, a foreigner, do, it will be like a passing cloud, leaving no trace at all?

In Dr. Dorian's eyes, I am now just a stranger who comes to seek medical treatment at dawn?

interesting.

The decision to collect more props was the right one.

Fu Qian lowered his head and looked at what was in his hand.

The next moment he did not rush to say anything, but picked up the sword and cut a wound on his left arm, then lightly picked out a blood clot and threw it away.

Even the process was deliberately slowed down a bit so that the other party could see it clearly enough.

"As you can see, yes."

……

It turns out that doctors don’t like patients who perform random operations on them.

For a moment, no sound came from the consulting room, and even the eyes in the window moved away.

Of course Fu Qian was quite clear that the other party had simply moved to a more concealed position and was carefully examining the weapon in his hand, presumably to assess its safety.

It is completely understandable. After all, under the recovery effect that he deliberately suppressed, the blood is even still flowing. Combined with the marks all over the body, the visual impact is indeed quite strong.

Therefore, with this understanding, Fu Qian did not urge anyone, but stood there calmly and allowed himself to be evaluated.

"These things...are they all yours?"

And finally at some point, Dorian's voice came from behind the door again.

"neither."

Fu Qian showed amazing honesty in this regard. He made a sword flower in his hand and pointed in the direction of travel.

"I arrived yesterday and walked around and met a lot of kind people... like this doll."

He gestured at the puppet again.

"I met her owner Hilaria at the church. Although she seemed quiet at first glance, I found out after getting to know her that she is a woman with a warm heart and is not pedantic because of her faith."

"After chatting with me for a while, she said she couldn't help me with my problem and suggested I look elsewhere, and gave me this."

"It's really exquisite, isn't it? Although I think it still lacks a bit of her charm."

Fu Qian casually gestured with the doll's veil.

"While walking on the street, I kept thinking, would it be better if I put it on top of the neckline? It would create a more contrasting effect than simply pulling the neckline down a little bit."

"If you put it that way, then it is indeed..."

Fu Qian's nonsense was always subtle, but when he started to express his creative inspiration, Dorian finally agreed with him a little, although his tone was a little stiff.

"Right... As for this sword, a big brother dug it out from a pit and gave it to me because he couldn't use it himself. He is really a very generous person."

"Of course, the most touching thing was an old lady. She not only told me that I should go to the clinic in this situation, but also personally led me for a distance and left only when we were almost at our destination." Fu Qian's face was filled with pure gratitude, and he looked like he was deeply heartwarmed even though he was in a foreign land.

  click!

This time, Dorian did not directly comment on his statement. With a slight sound, the door was finally opened from the inside.

……

"Please come in."

"That sounds really good. Actually, I should thank them since we haven't had any customers for a while."

The door was opened wide, allowing Fu Qian to easily see the medical facilities inside the house.

Doctor Dorian, who had not been seen for a day, stood behind the door and made an inviting gesture to him.

It is hard to say whether this was a sincere statement or not. It was obviously a reaffirmation that this was Fu Qian's first visit and this place had not been open for a long time.

"I see it."

Naturally, there was nothing wrong with Fu Qian's face. Like most people who went out for medical treatment, he did not rush in. Instead, he stood outside to take a look around, to confirm the medical conditions and whether there were any scams.

There is no doubt that it is deserted, and even the layout is very similar to last time.

The only difference is the place where he had received treatment. Although the chair is still there, the dolls are nowhere to be seen, as if they had been temporarily put away.

laugh--

After nodding his head in agreement that business was not good, Fu Qian switched the shuriken to the other side, picked out a piece of clotted blood with his backhand, and then stepped into the room to avoid dirtying the place.

"It's okay, but your condition does look a little serious. How did you get into this state?"

Dorian seemed to appreciate his meticulous behavior.

Of course, a doctor has a kind heart. While he indicated that it was okay for the blood to splatter on the ground, his first concern was still the patient's condition.

"Evil will be punished."

Without even turning his head, Fu Qian responded very straightforwardly, even showing his metaphysical thinking about his own illness.

"I beat up a pregnant woman before, causing her to give birth prematurely. Maybe she was cursed because of this."

……

At that moment, even the knowledgeable Dr. Dorian seemed to be quite touched. Not only did he not respond, but he even hesitated to close the door.

"Besides, this is just a visible symptom. All I can think of now is the sound of a baby crying, and it's not a very pleasant sound."

However, Fu Qian's confession was not even over yet. He found a seat, sat down and continued.

"I have to say, this is indeed a case that I rarely encounter."

"I'm not denying the curse, but isn't your situation too serious?"

After all, as a profession that has seen all kinds of life, Doctor Dorian finally adjusted his mood. After closing the door, he sat down with a frown on his face.

"Is it too serious..."

Fu Qian seemed touched by the doctor's comments. He repeated the sentence thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something.

"Could it be because it's multiple crimes? I beat someone before, and the blow was even worse than this."

This is not an unfounded accusation against myself.

In view of the existence of the Son of God, he showed a preference for the traditional way of conception, which led to me, who was known as the nemesis of the Son of God, doing a lot of things that were abhorrent to both humans and gods.

The one that Fu Qian was talking about was the teacup chewing lady that he met with the Night Watchman team shortly after starting this part-time job. (End of this chapter)