I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 100
When Watson lay on the inpatient bed, he felt that the anesthesia had completely worn off.

He immediately showed a cheerful look, and shouted loudly towards Nello Bacchus who had not yet left:

"Oh my God, I feel sensation in my left leg! I can control my toes again!!!"

"Mr. Winfrey's medical skills are simply miraculous! Nello, how did you realize that, hiss—"

Watson seemed to be ecstatically involved in the wound he had just operated on, with a distorted look of pain on his face.

Nello pretended to be indifferent, "Are you asking how I met Dean Winfreys?"

"Yes, yes, where did you hear about Mr. Morgan?"

"Sir, you are such a noble person, have you forgotten? As early as two months ago, I told you that there was a miraculous doctor in St. Athenes Church Hospital who cured the serious illness I left behind in Fuerstein. At that time, I also recommended that you come on Saturday night when you are free." Nello poured a glass of warm water and put it on the bedside cabinet. "If you had rushed to see a doctor before the injury deteriorated, maybe your leg injury would have healed already."

But Nello actually thought in his heart: "At that time, the sect was still short of manpower, and the leader was just looking for talents. If Chief John had rushed here at that time, he would definitely not need to be subjected to so many investigations like now. Perhaps the leader can directly initiate the ceremony and heal the old illness of the leader at one time...With the ability of the leader, I must be able to be reused by the leader immediately. My position as the so-called deputy leader is supposed to be reserved for you."

"However, this is something that can't be helped. At that time, the reputation of the leader's free clinic had not yet been established, and John's injury had not started to deteriorate further. He hadn't experienced the disappointment and despair after visiting famous doctors in the city to no avail. Naturally, it was impossible to believe the rumors of the wild doctor that he heard occasionally."

"Fortunately, although a lot of time was wasted, Chief John took the initiative to come to the door after all, and from what the leader said, it seems that the relationship between the chief and little Anna is still very close...then he will definitely join our religious order."

"At that time, I will be able to continue to fight side by side with the officer... I am really tired. The jobs arranged by the leader are too difficult for me. I just want to be a soldier who obeys orders."

"When Chief John joins the religious group, with his advice and planning, we must be able to move forward with our long-stalled exploration of the secret place."

Watson was also a little embarrassed when he heard the words of his old subordinate, "Uh... isn't it because he was busy at work at that time, and his condition seemed to be getting better, so I didn't take this matter to heart, and almost wasted your good intentions, Nello... Fortunately, it's not too late now."

"Yes, fortunately, sir, you found us in the end, otherwise, if the injury worsens again, it will be difficult..."

Nello didn't tell the rest of the story... If you come back after your injury has deteriorated again, sir, then you may need to arrange a resistance ceremony and call on the mighty power of the day's forging furnace to completely cure your old illness... However, the resistance ceremony requires the price of consecrated utensils, and perhaps the leader will not so easily agree to heal your injuries at that time.

"Well, this is a blessing in misfortune. Although I have been tortured by this pain for a long time, it is also because of this that I was able to see through some people's hearts... It turns out that nobles are nobles after all, and there is a huge natural gap between them and poor people like us." Watson seemed to recall some sad past, and sighed: "Sure enough, poor people will never be able to win the trust and bell of nobles... Alas, I said too much, Nelo, you should go to the hospital first, don't delay your normal life because of me work."

Although the officer deliberately concealed the meaning of his words, some time ago it was Nelo who was in charge of the investigation work, and he knew that the officer was sighing about the matter between him and the female detective... But at this moment, he couldn't reveal the fact that he already knew the inside story.

Watson stayed alone in the ward. He felt a thin trace of vitality remaining on his thigh, and played back the operation process just now in his mind. Although he didn't see any images, the auditory information was enough to tell him many things... He clearly remembered that there were only Winfreys Morgan, Nello Backus and the other two nurses in the operating room before he closed his eyes.

However, why did I hear seven heartbeats like drumming behind me?

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Watson was hospitalized for two weeks in a row. Under the influence of the vitality remaining in the mysterious ritual called surgery at the time, the injury healed quickly, but in fact, he was already desperately suppressing the urge to shed his skin. Otherwise, this little flesh injury might have completely healed within a few days.

He drank the bitter medicinal soup from Nello again, and after drinking the medicinal soup with his head held high, he felt that the beating rhythm of his heart seemed to be much faster, and the heart muscle was pumping more powerfully.

Watson moved his body and landed on the ground, and he was able to walk steadily and slowly without the help of crutches.

The more he walked, the happier he was, the smile on his face was so exuberant that he could hardly close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Nello, your medicine is really effective. I feel that I am full of energy every day now, and the surgical wound is also healing very quickly!"

Watson looked at Nelo Baros, who was also happy for his recovery from the injury, slowly approached, put his arm around the other's shoulder, and asked in a low voice:
"Nello, take a look at my current situation, can I continue the operation? Why don't you help me ask Mr. Morgan to see when he can find time to arrange the next operation for me?"

Nello just smiled and said, "Well... Actually, I have already asked the dean for you, but recently his surgery schedule is very tight. He goes to and from different operating rooms non-stop every day, and he has no time at all. The only free time recently is the night after tomorrow, but that day is little Anna's birthday, and the dean has to go to the Royal Free Hospital to celebrate his daughter's birthday."

Strange to say, since Winfreys has opened his own hospital, he still places his daughter Anna in the Royal Free Hospital.Perhaps it is because the environment of Crossroads Hospital is not as good as that of the Royal Free Hospital... But in fact, Watson knows well that Winfrey probably does not want her daughter to come into contact with Si Chen and secret sects, and staying in other places can ensure her safety.

Watson frowned when he heard the old subordinate's words. He managed to catch a glimmer of hope, so he naturally gave up unwillingly. The more he experienced the curative effect of the operation, the more anxious he wanted to perform the next operation, just like the last day of a social animal who felt that the time was extraordinarily long.

Although there were only the two of them in the ward at the moment, Watson still lowered his voice and asked quietly: "Is there any way to join the team? Can I add more money? Although I have donated most of my savings to the hospital before, I still have a deposit of [-] pounds in the apartment...Can you use this to operate a little bit?"

Neluo showed a helpless wry smile, "Sir, you know that our Shizili Hospital is not for profit, and the patients in front of you are all seriously ill poor patients... You don't want to see the poor people being oppressed because of money, and miss the best time for treatment, right?"

"Hey... Nello, you are absolutely right. I was too anxious and selfish, so that my thinking was a little confused. I almost behaved like those nobles who use power to oppress others... I'd better wait patiently."

Nelo looked at the officer with a regretful face, and said quietly: "Although that is the case, in fact, sir, you can try this... Maybe it will work."

Watson nodded slowly.

"It's really a good idea. Then I'd like to trouble you, Nairo, to go through the discharge procedures for me. I'll go back today."

(End of this chapter)