I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 83 It's You
Watson acted according to the plan originally agreed with the female detective, and he never went to St. Athenes Hospital...to prevent the intention from being too obvious, which made Winfreys wary.

During this period of time, he seemed to be deeply affected by the fact that the female detective dismissed his leg disability and fired him. He began to visit famous doctors in the city frequently, and seemed very anxious to heal his leg injury.

However, the results are all disappointing and disappointing... No matter how superb the medical skills of mortals are, but limited by the backward science and technology of the current era, it is still difficult for famous doctors to find Watson's specific lesions, and naturally it is difficult to give effective treatment plans.

It must be known that since the moth's transformation has continued to advance, Watson is now becoming more and more good at deception, and more specifically, he should be better at hiding himself.

Now he can even hide a series of nerve instincts such as knee jerk reaction, no matter how the famous doctors make a diagnosis, he will always get nothing.

During this period of time, he would meet with little Stanford every week to drink at the Shedding Club, but in the eyes of the young master of the Liland family... his friend's expression has become more and more gloomy recently, and the melancholy hidden in his eyes made him feel so sad. It's almost impossible to melt.

Until the third week, Watson seemed to be in a hurry, and began to ask Little Stanford if there were any strange doctors who were good at curing intractable diseases, or mysterious wizard shamans in the fog city.

Little Stanford looked at Watson, who might have given up on himself and started overeating, causing his face to be vain. He couldn't help shaking his head, "Watson, it's already 1980, 20, and the civilized world is about to enter the No. [-]th century. ...Modern medicine is developing vigorously, we can't pin our hopes on strange powers, do you know how anti-human those weird and unreasonable healing rituals are?"

"I have also seen an emergency patient before. His family believed in worshiping a remote and unpopular evil god. He even believed that swallowing the organs of other creatures can make humans gain the power of beasts. The eyeballs of the eagle, the toes of the red fox, the heart of the Newfoundland wolf, and other strange things... This bowl of so-called magic potion directly forced the patient to vomit and diarrhea, even after gastric lavage, he was lying on the hospital bed It took a week to recover."

"So, don't count on these so-called ancient rituals and mysterious potions, we must believe in science!"

Little Stanford's earnest advice seemed to have some effect. Watson frowned as if he was in deep thought. He raised the glass to his mouth and forgot to drink, but after a while he shook his head regretfully and drank it all again. Wine in the glass.

"Believe in science...but the current science can't cure my injury, let alone discover the cause of it!"

Little Stanford couldn't help being speechless for a while.

"By the way, Leland, I heard that recently, a doctor held a free clinic in the abandoned St. Artemis Church Hospital. It is said that this doctor has superb medical skills and has cured many intractable diseases of the poor... This matter is Really?"

Little Stanford showed a strange expression, "Where did you hear this news?"

"A few days ago, I heard a conversation among the residents of our apartment building downstairs. You know this from the look on your face? Do you know that doctor? How is his level? Is he really as amazing as the rumors say?"

Little Stanford was a little embarrassed when he heard it. As a know-it-all in the city of fog and also a member of the medical profession, he naturally heard about this matter. There was a lot of discussion about the free free consultation in the ruins of the hospital. Some people thought that Winfreys’ behavior of distributing medicine for free was simply breaking the rules and disrupting the market, and strongly condemned his malicious behavior of not charging any compensation!
If everyone is used to enjoying free medical services, wouldn’t it mean that all doctors will be forced to work without pay? Then our villas and Hao... No, then the work enthusiasm of our doctors will be severely hit and sluggish. How can we serve the society and give back to the society when we are depressed? !
That is to say, Winfrey's audience is the poor at the bottom. No matter how well-known their word-of-mouth is, it will not affect their business with honorable merchants. First, they used unfounded excuses to revoke Winfreys' medical qualification certificate, and asked the management of the institute to suspend him for an interview... If this person still refuses to get lost in this situation, he still insists on practicing medicine for free!
Then directly bribe the young people from the society to act as actors, and then arrange for the actors to lead a team to make a medical disturbance, accusing Winfrey of prescribing drugs indiscriminately and causing his condition to become more and more serious, and then let several cheap tabloids publish this content... Anyway, those The low-level farts with no brains can't tell the truth of the matter.

At the same time, inform the authorities to report that Winfreys practiced medicine without a license, arrest him and put him in prison... Such a two-pronged approach will definitely make the asses disperse with peace of mind, and let the tabloids publish a few stories about the patients who were cured by Winfreys The follow-up - all have been cured and discharged from the humanitarian assistance in our large hospital!You can also gain a good reputation. (Of course, it is impossible to really waste our precious time treating these poor guys full of patches. Just find the original social youth to act and cope with it.)
Only a very small number of people in the medical field believe that Winfreys' act of providing free medical assistance...is this really a good doctor with a benevolent heart in our minds!

Under the influence of Winfreys, there are even a few doctors who have started free free consultations. Unfortunately, they are not like Mr. Winfreys who seems to be sponsored by hidden funds, and they can continue to give medicines for free .But even if this is the case, even if they don’t earn a penny, they still have to contribute to this society that shouldn’t be so cold, and bring a ray of warmth to the working people in London.

Stanford Leland Jr. was barely one of the very few who agreed with him, and deep down in his heart he also very much agreed with and admired the noble behavior of the other party.

But recognition is recognition, admiration is admiration, if it were him, little Stanford, he would definitely not be able to do the behavior of free medical treatment and medicine... His time and money are not rich enough to freely give to ordinary people who have never met before. .

Speaking of which, this person is still his senior. After graduation, he has been working at the British Medical Research Institute. He has been exposed to the most cutting-edge medical technology. It is precisely because of this that he has cutting-edge medical knowledge that surpasses that of ordinary doctors. Perhaps he can indeed Treatment of intractable diseases.

But most of these medical methods are still in the experimental stage, with certain uncertainties and risks... This is why Stanford Leland Jr. has never told Watson about Winfreys' channel.

However, compared to the witchcraft and evil methods of those money-losing magic sticks, perhaps the medical methods in the experimental stage are safer, and he thought about expressing these concerns in full.

"I've heard that the free clinic at St. Artemis' Hospital is a researcher from the British Institute of Medical Research. This person's name is Winfreys, and he can be regarded as my senior. His medical level is indeed much higher. For most doctors, but the drugs or methods he has mastered are most likely still in the experimental stage... This is why I have not recommended this person to you before, but if there is really no other hope, it is not bad You can try one or two."

"It is said that he only visits the doctor on Saturday night, so I will accompany you Watson in two days?"

Perhaps Watson still wanted to retain the last bit of self-improvement. He waved his hand and refused: "I'm only lame but I can't stand on my own. I can line up by myself, so I won't bother you, Leland."

Seeing this, little Stanford no longer insisted.

The two drank until they were almost drunk, and took the Leland family's four-seater carriage to Watson's rented apartment building to put him down, and then returned to Leland's house.

On the way back, Little Stanford leaned on the seat of the car, and under the influence of alcohol, his thoughts suddenly began to diverge. In a trance, he seemed to recall a certain moment, which was the image he witnessed when he was in Afghanistan... …At that time, Watson, who was not familiar with him at that time, led the injured and defeated team back. He himself suffered from extremely serious injuries. Blood flowed down from his shoulders and knees, almost staining half of his body red.

But even so, he was still full of spirit. Lying on the stretcher, he yelled at his subordinates who seemed to be frustrated by the defeat and the death of his comrades: "Everyone, hold your head up!!! Those who knew it thought you were girls with yellow flowers who were brutally raped by soldiers of Gaji Cult!"

"Isn't it just a defeat? Victory or defeat is just a common thing in military affairs. Just because of a small defeat, you cry and mourn as if you have lost your parents. What a fucking coward! Don't talk to other troops after returning to camp. Said that you are soldiers under my Watson, I can't fucking lose this man!!!"

Those who heard the irritating insults raised their heads one after another, and their sullen eyes shot at the disabled officer lying on the stretcher.

"Hey! This fucking man looks a bit manly, but what kind of man is he who dares to be angry?! Now, remember the shame and anger in your heart because of failure, and engrave this anger into your heart. Go to your bones, carve it into your finger that pulls the trigger! Carve it into the palm of your hand holding the bayonet! Don't just release it at any night like your hands that can't control it. I will save it for the next battle, for those damn Gaji soldiers!!!”

"Did you hear me?!!!"

"YES, SIR!!!" The soldiers roared hoarsely, and the hoarse roar echoed throughout the camp.

Little Stanford knew at that time that John H. Watson would definitely not be a guy who would easily admit defeat and compromise. His heart was always suppressed with rage and rebellion... But why has he behaved so depressed and lonely recently?

Stanford Leland Jr. suddenly recalled some shady news, some news about Winfrey's free medical treatment on the surface, but secretly had other plans...

He smiled suddenly.

"As expected of you, Watson."

(End of this chapter)