Our family is in decline

Paracelsus did look down on this barbarian witch at first, thinking that those strange methods were just a joke.

Lance, who highly admired Greendale, was fascinated by this woman, so he believed in her so much.

However, there were many overlaps in the research between the two, so Greendale often visited the sanatorium. In addition, due to Lance's intentional matchmaking, the two parties also had a lot of contact. Only then did they realize that this woman was really powerful.

Although it was not mentioned, there are so many people in the town and surrounding farms. In fact, there has always been a group of patients, but the situation is mostly embarrassing.

After she came to Hamlet, she tried to treat some of them. She had good results in dealing with trauma such as bruises. People in the town no longer had to worry about infection and death, and she also accumulated experience in trauma treatment. A lot of experience, and even trained a few medical soldiers.

But when faced with colds and fevers, dizziness, abdominal pain, diarrhea, and more serious medical ailments, there is nothing I can do.

It's not that I haven't tried it, but unfortunately the effect is not very good. The reason is that the cause of the disease has not been found, and the elemental theory is simply not applicable.

That's why she devoted more energy to studying the human body, trying to find ways to treat these diseases.

Later, the plague broke out and the blight exposed his own powerlessness. Facing those patients, he couldn't even relieve the pain. The only thing he could do was record.

It wasn't until this woman named Greendale took action that the cure was completed, and she teamed up with Lance to completely eliminate the plague.

Paracelsus was a stubborn person, or arrogant, which was a common problem among most geniuses.

At that time, she actually didn't believe it. It wasn't until the subsequent lord invited her and Greendale to study together that she saw her strength.

The weird herbs and the indescribable witchcraft actually work.

Only then did I understand what the lord said when you encounter something you don’t understand, you should learn and research, instead of resisting and closing yourself off.

In the face of the facts, Paracelsus had actually given up the discrimination, but he still couldn't let it go in terms of face.

However, with the lord mediating between the two, and Greendale's gentle and kind character, the relationship between the two parties was considered normal.

It's just that Paracelsus only wants to do research and doesn't like socializing, and he has no need to please anyone, so he looks so cold.

"Come, the lord says you will enjoy the baths."

Paracelsus came to his senses after hearing the voice, and when he looked up, he realized where he was.

To be honest, because she spent most of her time squatting in the sanatorium doing research and seldom came out, she was still unclear about some of the facilities in the town after being in Hamlet for so long.

According to her memory, her concept of this place was still a construction site, but she didn't expect it to turn into a large building so quickly.

You can see that the main body of the building is made of large pieces of masonry, and the top is not a common wooden roof, but made of fired tiles.

These are all routine operations. The most special thing is that the surface walls are covered with a layer of white ash so that no exposed brick walls can be seen, revealing a clean and tidy style. You can guess who designed it without even thinking.

"The front part is the bathhouse itself. There are men on that side and women on this side. The staff inside are all corresponding. The back part is not open to the public. It is mainly used for boiling water, warehouses, equipment cleaning and drying. site."

Upon entering, there were two separate buildings separated in half by brick walls. Greendale explained them to her.

"The bathhouse is open from 6pm to 10pm, which is when everyone gets off work. There are showers, baths, saunas, medicinal baths, and hot springs. It seems that there are also massages, pedicures, scrubs and other items that have not yet been determined. The lord said it would depend on acceptance before deciding."

Paracelsus followed him in. The bathhouse had just opened, and Lance's promotion policy had not yet been implemented, so there were no people at all. What's more, it was already nine o'clock in the middle of the night, except for the staff who had not yet got off work. Just them.

“The bathhouse provides different services, and the prices are also charged in stages. If it is just a shower, the price will be very cheap and completely within the affordability of ordinary people.

Other items charge more and provide better services. I have already made arrangements to relax tonight. "

Greendale's experience with her was naturally not the cheapest, and her words seemed a bit mysterious.

As he spoke, he took a set of specially designed bath towels from the staff on the side and handed them directly to Paracelsus.

"Go and change your clothes first. You can put your things here first."

Something was wrong with Paracelsus when she heard that she needed to change her clothes. A withdrawn person like her was not good at socializing, and even became sociophobic once she left the laboratory.

She has taken off the clothes of many experimental subjects, but letting her change clothes in this environment...

Paracelsus resisted so strongly that he seemed to turn around and run away.

Upon seeing this, Greendale immediately smiled and comforted her, raising her hand and pointing to the side.

"Of course not here. You should know that our lords attach great importance to dignity...or is it privacy?"

Greendale's smiling face showed a thoughtful look for a moment, and then she added:

“Anyway, the concept of a new word like this was taken into consideration from the beginning of the design.

The original intention of the construction of the bathhouse was to improve the hygiene of Hamlet residents and improve the comfort of urban living, so it was clearly marked in the regulations for the use of the bathhouse.

Before enjoying any mixed items, you must take a thorough individual shower with a herbal cleanser to prevent cross-infection. "

"Is this also the rule he made~" Paracelsus subconsciously curled his lips and made a very rare complaint.

No one knew Lance's hand better than she did, because the nursing home was where the regulations were first implemented.

"That's right." The smile on Greendale's face became even brighter when she saw her reaction, and she nodded in agreement.

If Lance brings anything to Hamlet, the most important thing is not all kinds of weird innovations, but two words - rules.

The reason why Hamlet is so efficient is not just a matter of throwing money at it, but the framework that Lance built with his own hands is superior to the decadent system of this era.

The originally chaotic system with difficult-to-divide powers was standardized and constrained by him through the formulation of various regulations, rules, and guidelines.

Everything can be done with evidence, and everyone can find their own position and know clearly what they need to do, what they don't need to do, and what they can't do.

When the cleaning was completed, Paracelsus became more and more accustomed to the environment, changed his clothes and walked out.

He raised his hand to his nose and sniffed, a slightly surprised look suddenly appeared on his face.

You must know that she often comes into contact with those corpses and the like, and there is a strange smell no matter how she washes them before, because this has been complained by the lord that it has been marinated, and even the white wolf named Wangcai has an inexplicable hostility towards her. .

But now the smell is really gone and instead there is a faint grassy fragrance. The herbs prepared are really amazing.

I just happened to see Greendale come out of the bath. Although she was from a barbarian tribe in the mountains, she was not persecuted by the religious ideas of the church.

In this place where there are only women, this kind of thing is more casual. He just walked out wrapped in a bath towel, but it gave people a feeling of being relaxed and generous.

Greendale's long, thick green hair was swaying and draped over her shoulders casually. Her face was slightly flushed because she had just washed in hot water, and she looked very delicate and charming.

Even Paracelsus, who is also a woman, couldn't help but be a little dazed. He had never paid much attention to this before, but she was so beautiful...

"What's wrong?"

Greendale was a little surprised by her reaction and couldn't help but look over.

But this glance was also a bit surprising, and I couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Doctor, you look so white!"

I don't know if it's because they were wrapped well and haven't been exposed to the sun or the outside world. You can see that the legs are as white and moist as jade.

In other words, her whole body is very fair. When she puts down her heavy clothes and puts on loose clothes and walks out, she makes people feel bright.

In this era, it is no exaggeration to say that whiteness means nobility. Only those who do not need to work and have others to serve all day can have this situation.

Strange to say.

Paracelsus is not one of those eldest ladies, she is a ruthless person who dares to steal corpses in the middle of the night. This can only be said to be due to good genes.

"Is there any..." Both the look from Greendale and those words made Paracelsus a little nervous.

She was usually well-dressed, so it felt strange to suddenly appear in the sight of others with her bath towel halfway up her thighs on.

Greendale noticed that she was not talking nonsense, but took the initiative to change the topic to prevent her from continuing to be embarrassed.

"Give them the clothes. There is also a laundry room here. The heat from the boiler will dry them out quickly. Don't worry."

Greendale came forward, took off the clothes and handed them to the staff on the side without forgetting to give instructions.

"These clothes are special. Don't wash them together. Wash them separately with the medicinal powder I put here."

According to the health and safety standards of the bathhouse, the various used clothes and tools must be cleaned and steamed in boiling water for disinfection.

Also, according to the laboratory guidelines stipulated by Lance, things in the anatomy room cannot be brought out without disinfection, but this suit is a bit...

Greendale took over the government affairs and was very clear about these regulations, but she was only acting on behalf of them, so she couldn't say anything, she could only handle them appropriately.

If we really look into it, it is impossible for the staff here to wash clothes for Paracelsus.

But after the bathhouse was built, it was one of the projects that Greendale took over, and she also organized the staff, so she knew the place well and could use these staff.

In fact, strictly speaking, it is a bit ultra vires, but no matter when, as long as human beings exist, privileges exist.

No one bothers to look into these things, because this is society.

Greendale took Paracelsus and continued to explain to her the situation of the bathhouse and what the different areas were used for.

"This is the hot spring area. There are public areas and private rooms. The difference is in price." Greendale introduced with a smile, and finally told her arrangement.

"I prepared a medicinal bath that can reduce fatigue and relax the body and mind. I just called everyone to try the effect, and Boudicca and the others are also here."

When Paracelsus heard that other people had a panic attack, he had a vague inertial thought of resistance.

But when they all came here, Greendale took Paracelsus and pushed the door directly in.

Naturally, they were not using the public pool, but a relatively private room separated by wooden walls.

The space is not large and can be seen at a glance. It is actually a square pool made of bricks, and there is room for five or six people inside.

The pool is now filled with a light green water, with scattered petals floating on it.

In the hot summer, the temperature did not drop much even at night, so there was no strong mist. There were only wisps of smoke-like water mist rising on the water, but it dissipated in an instant.

At this time, there were already three people soaking in the pool, Boudica, Tiffany, and Catherine.

Paracelsus recognized them, but to the extent that he knew about this person, he didn't have much interaction with them, especially the one named Catherine, who had no impression at all. He probably hadn't even spoken to them for more than five years. sentence level.

"Why did you come~"

Boudicca's voice sounded the moment she pushed the door open, but she seemed a little lazy at this time. She turned over and lay on the edge, taking her hands out of the water.

"How do you feel? The effect should be good, right?" Greendale did not directly answer that she was late to pick up someone, but asked along the way, and at the same time, she generously took off the towel and entered the water.

Paracelsus only saw an elegant curve, which was obscured by the water before he could react.

However, the light green potion cannot completely block it, and the almost perfect figure can still be seen, adding a hazy beauty.

"The water temperature is just right, let the doctor come down."

Greendale extended the invitation, obviously not forgetting that there was one more person.

Seeing that everyone was like this, Paracelsus hesitated for a while and then took off his clothes and joined them.

When the water submerged into her neck, her whole body was wrapped in the warm potion. This feeling really relaxed her instantly. Her body muscles seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the nerves that were tense at work were also relieved.

Now she understood why Boudicca looked like that.

So comfortable...

"Boudica, what happened when you went into the sewer?"

This matter is not considered a secret. The lords had already discussed it in a meeting before setting off. Everyone here is entitled to know.

"None of those pigs are a match for me and the boss!" When it comes to this, Boudicca doesn't feel sleepy anymore. Bragging is an innate talent.

"The arm-thick iron bar at the entrance was still broken, but we were not afraid at all. The boss took him in and couldn't see anything inside, and the smell..."

Paracelsus also regained his consciousness slightly and listened to Boudicca's story about the experience in the beast cave.

Thanks to [Cold Eyed Viewer DY] for the 500 reward