Chapter 133 Selling classes! One magic item is a section!
The city of Newark fell.
The Norman Earl's coalition forces removed the first obstacle and advanced into the city in a mighty manner. After resting for two days, the army left some of the wounded soldiers in the city, while the other part was sent back to the county seat of Newster County and continued to move forward——
As a result, Grete finally got rid of his busy life of doing rounds every night and morning, changing dressings for the wounded soldiers, and filling in medical records when he came back. At the same time, he also lost his wounded soldiers...
The source of clinical information for post-operative follow-up, observation, recording of recovery, and compilation of data is lost.
Alas, I always feel like I have missed at least three or five papers.
Gretel slept hard for a whole day, and the next day, he went on the road with the healers from the main camp. Two large tents (including the one that Priest Hilde dragged over when he competed with him, but was not dragged back afterward)
(top), a small tent for people, two carriages full of supplies, swaggering through the market, attracting a lot of attention along the way.
Grete himself didn't care. He sat on the swaying shaft of the carriage - the carriage was so full of things that it couldn't be packed in - holding a hard-cover notebook and focusing on writing and drawing. Several times, if it weren't for the side,
The savages grabbed him and he fell out of the car on the spot.
After walking like this for almost an hour, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore. Priest Hilde jumped off his carriage, ran to him, and warmly invited him: "Come on, come on, get in my car!"
Grete glanced in the direction he pointed. Not far away was an elegant four-wheeled carriage parked not far away. The carriage was at least a head taller than his own. The door opened in the middle of the carriage - unlike his own carriage, which had to be opened from the entrance.
Climb into the car shaft - through the glass on the car window, you can clearly see the two rows of spacious seats.
On the small table in the middle of the seats, tea, snacks, and fruits are all available.
As for the various decorations and emblems on the roof of the car, the two white horses in front of the car clearly say: I am rich, I am super rich, I am not only rich but also have status...
Well……
This is no longer just a BMW, maybe it’s a Rolls-Royce, right?
Gretel looked down at his shoes - they were covered in mud - and then at the velvet interior of the carriage, and hesitated. Priest Hilde had already reached out to pull them:
"Come on, come on! I still have many questions to ask you!"
In this case, it’s no big deal to sit there. Gretel calmly followed Priest Hilde into the car. As soon as he sat down, countless questions came to him:
"How do you decide who to save first and who to save later?"
"Why do the straps that bind the arms and legs have a wooden stick inserted in them?"
"How dare you just cut open old Barney's belly? Aren't you afraid of something happening?"
"When he was cured later, why did he have to be treated layer by layer?"
Well……
You have too many questions, and the key point is that they are completely unsystematic... Where should I tell you...
Gretel has a headache.
Medicine is a systematic subject, one scale in the east, one claw in the west, and what is learned must not be understood - treating people with such a knowledge structure will definitely waste people's lives.
For those who have been taught in this way, it is enough to work as his assistant. Each command and action will not cause any problems. I am afraid that the other person will think that he has learned it and wants to stand alone, which will really lead to trouble every minute.
"Let's do this," Grete looked around, "just wait a moment, I'll get some paper and pen to draw for you..."
"Hey, hey, I have all of these!" Hilde jumped up and rummaged around in the cabinet under the seat.
Since there is a ready-made one, Gretel will not climb back into his carriage to get it. He spreads out the pen and paper and draws while talking: bones, muscles, blood vessels... He turned his head as he spoke, and pressed tightly against the outside of the car window.
With two faces, he listened attentively to his lecture.
Gretel couldn't help but curl his eyes. He knocked on the car window:
"Thomas! Adam!"
With an ouch, one of the faces plummeted down and then up again, but the owner accidentally dropped it and was picked up by his companion. Gretel couldn't help but laugh. He turned to look at Priest Hilde and discussed
road:
"Can you let them come in and listen too?"
"Okay." Hilde shrugged. Could he say no? The two people outside the car were both low-level priests of the Church of Nature. The younger Thomas - the one who just fell - was still Heath.
The elder's young disciples. In terms of relationship, how about they get closer to Gretel?
Grete was transferred to the main camp, and Elder Heath justifiably hired these two people as assistants. As for Hilde herself, she had to shamelessly come over to be qualified to attend the lecture...
The four of them sat around the table and continued to listen to the lecture. During one class, the sun was setting and they were setting up camp. Thomas suddenly dug in his arms, took out a cloth bag, and handed it to Gretel.
"The teacher asked me to give it to you!"
What's this?
Grete opened the bag curiously and poured it down. A beautiful green light came into view, gentle, soft, and full of vitality, but it was a six-prism half a palm long and as thick as a thumb.
It is hard, smooth, and translucent. At first glance, it looks like crystal or jade. But if you look closely, you can see that there are traces of wood grain inside.
"Ouch! Mu Xin!"
Priest Hilde blurted out. Only then did Gretel remember what was in the bag - it was an old tree that grew well in the forest. When it dies at the end of its life, it condenses the vitality of the entire tree into a small piece in the center of the trunk.
Jade texture core.
The chance of forming a wooden heart is very small, and one can often be found in hundreds of old trees. It is an excellent material for promoting the growth of plants, storing related magical arts of the Natural God Religion, and even directly replenishing vitality. Elder Erwin also has
One is only the size of a fingernail, and its condition is much worse than this.
"This is too expensive." Gretel pressed his fingers on the bag and was about to push it back. Thomas stared at the piece of wood, with an envious look on his immature face, but he still pushed forward:
"Hey, the teacher gave this to you!"
Gretel hesitated. Thomas pressed his hand to prevent him from moving: "Elder Erwin also gave us several greeting gifts! Both senior brothers and I have given them to them! - It's your turn!"
Adam also pressed a hand. He was older than Thomas and was already a second-level priest. He inherited the fine tradition of the Natural God Church and was good at both physical and divine arts. Gretel couldn't push back this pressing, so he had to
Thank you and accept it. Priest Hilde watched the whole scene from one side and thought to himself:
The meeting gift is certainly a meeting gift. However, if the gift is so heavy, it is probably because of the tuition fees. Speaking of which, with the methods Gretel showed before, a wooden heart is still worth the tuition fees.
Treasures have a price, but knowledge is priceless.
Hey, if you put it this way, what should he use to pay for tuition? It’s too light and seems inappropriate. It’s too expensive and feels very abrupt. People may not be willing to accept it——