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PS: There are a lot of shipgirls who joined recently, I plan to write some daily routines first, and the maids and big brothers should come later

PS2: I originally wanted to use the first picture (full version) of Bremerton above as the cover, but it was rejected, sorry~

Chapter 686. The Small Vault in Edinburgh

An Lun slowly opened his eyes, but his consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

It wasn't until a while later that he realized that he was in a small clinic.

An Lun remembered that this was a clinic he had specially opened in the tutelary mansion for the sake of the Vesta.

Although it has been a month since it opened, business has been particularly bleak.

Except that Fusang once brought Xiao Xili, who had a bad stomach, and Dafeng once brought a big mackerel stunned by Eldridge, usually An Lun was buying some health care products improved by the Vesta Goddess. Taste.

But even so, the Vesta would happily come to run this small clinic every day.

By the way, since Vesta has been concentrating on the small clinic recently, she hasn't cooked for a long time.

In this regard, An Lun and the company that is the only designated food taster of the Kitchen Goddess feel very lucky.

One is the peerless medical skill that can save you as long as you are alive.

The other hand is the murderous cooking that extradites people to the underworld.

In a sense, perhaps the Kitchen Goddess is the most powerful ship girl in the entire town guard.

"Commander, you're awake!"

Appearing in front of An Lun's eyes was Bremerton who had changed into a normal suit and held a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Sorry for worrying you."

After getting up and leaving the hospital bed, An Lun patted his biceps, indicating that Bremerton's body was still strong.

"Really, the commander obviously mastered it very well before, why was he hit on the head by the ball all of a sudden."

Putting down the Chinese medicine, Bremerton carefully lifted the bangs on An Lun's forehead.Although it is not as red and swollen as when it was hit by a tennis ball just now, there is still a small bag.

It looks like a horn suddenly grew out of the middle of the forehead, which smells like a unicorn.

"Cough cough..."

Recalling the scene he saw just before he fell into a coma, An Lun looked away from Bremerton with some guilt.

"Big, probably the weather was too hot, I seemed to be hallucinating."

"Illusion?"

"Well, there is only one ball, but I saw three, and then I was at a loss."

When he said this, An Lun didn't blush or pant, looking extremely natural.

Of course, this is also related to what An Lun said is the truth.

At that time, he did see three dancing balls.

"It seems that the commander's body is still a little weak."

Looking at the person in front of him distressedly, Bremerton found a seat at the head of the bed and sat down, then picked up the bowl of Chinese medicine from before, blew it with his mouth, and handed it to An Lun's mouth:

"Anyway, it's better to drink the medicine first. These herbs are carefully prepared by the Vesta Goddess. They have the effect of removing blood stasis, reducing swelling, cooling and relieving heat."

"Thank you."

After swallowing the spoon that Bremerton handed over, An Lun actually enjoyed the feeling of being taken care of, although his forehead still occasionally ached.

Sometimes, he would still think, if the body he transmigrated into was a child, would he be able to eat soft food in a legitimate way.

Moreover, the small horse-drawn cart seems to be quite interesting?

After a while, a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine was eaten.

Although there was still some bitterness in his mouth, An Lun's heart was filled with sweetness.

But just as An Lun finished drinking the Chinese medicine and was about to get up and leave the clinic with Bremerton, there was a sudden sound of panicked footsteps outside the clinic.

"Is the commander awake already!?"

His chest was still heaving violently, but after seeing that An Lun was able to walk on the ground, Kewei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Awesome, what kind of dress are you..."

The corners of his eyes twitched as he looked at the girl who was wearing a white nurse uniform and alluring white pantyhose, An Lun almost spit out the Chinese medicine he drank before.

Fortunately, he only suffered a little skin trauma on his forehead, instead of just having the skin cut, otherwise, the thread would have burst open right now.

"Commander, don't you like it?"

Terrible looked down at his attire suspiciously: "Zara said that dressing like this will help patients recover, so I bought this uniform. And there is nothing wrong with nurses taking care of patients, right?"

"This..." An Lun was at a loss for words.

It's true that nurses take care of patients, but that's a decent nurse too!

How can a nurse wear such a miniskirt and open the collar to dangle in front of the patient!

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so devoted to Commander."