He had a gray face, a streak of nosebleeds on his face, and a lump of horse dung stuck to the front of the mage's robe. However, he didn't notice it at all. He stared into Gretel's eyes for a long time and sighed.
"Grete, thank you. - But I can't learn."
"Can't learn? Why?" Gretel was surprised: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to learn? I can explain it more simply!"
I am the best at popularizing science! I explain the symptoms and surgical plans to patients and their families, and I can always explain them in a way that they understand!
He took a step forward. Master Elliot immediately took a step back, his eyes lingering, but full of regret and sadness:
"I can't learn - the rules of the mage. Any knowledge and service has a price. And I can't afford the price of this meditation method."
"But - you helped me so much before -"
"You've told me enough." Elliot's eyes were soft and he stared at Gretel deeply. Then, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he gritted his teeth and turned around:
"I'll cast the spell for you when I get back. I know the language, if you need it, no problem. But don't tell me any more - I can't afford it."
Grete froze on the spot.
Elliot didn't speak to him just now. He asked himself whether it was understandable. As a mage, there is always some pride, pride, whatever.
However, despite his own persuasion, he still insisted on adhering to the principle of equal exchange and would never waver...
You can just pay on credit first and then pay in installments!
Gretel regretfully wanted to throw the bowl. The more Master Eliot refused, the more he wanted to teach him something - it was nothing special anyway. In his previous life, he could have learned it as a medical student. Under the entanglement, he suddenly became wise.
:
"That...the price I need is not what you think."
"What?"
"When I was learning this knowledge, I once swore an oath." Once he started, Grete's words became smoother and smoother. Anyway, the existence of the oath is real, and the process of swearing is also real. At most, he took the oath.
It has been revised N times, it is not the earliest original version:
"I have sworn to teach the knowledge I have learned without reservation to my teacher's children, my own children, and my disciples who are willing to abide by the same oath. So, as long as you are willing to swear -"
Say yes quickly!
It’s not that you helped me a lot before, so I won’t teach you these things!
Grete felt that he was a bit anxious like an emperor and a eunuch. However, after thinking for a long time, Master Elliot raised his head and his first words were:
"What kind of oath?"
Uh...Okay. In the magical world, you should be more cautious about your oaths, otherwise you won't even know how you died. Gretel took a deep breath and began to retell the revised version of Hippocrates, or in other words, the Hippocrates that adapted to the characteristics of this world.
Bottom oath:
"...I am willing to do my best to the best of my ability and judgment, abide by the creed of seeking benefits for patients, and curb all depraved and harmful behaviors...I shall not give harmful drugs to others, and I will not provide guidance in this regard.
, even if someone asks for it, he will not do it...
I will treat all patients equally, regardless of whether they are men or women, nobles or slaves, and seek happiness for my patients...I will check myself and refrain from all kinds of harmful behaviors, especially seduction...
During the course of my treatment, whatever I see or hear, whether it is directly related to my medical practice or not, I will resolutely keep it secret..."
Eliot listened with rapt attention, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became. When he heard the end, he was lost in thought for a while, and sighed:
"The senior who established this rule must be a sage..."
Of course. Hippocrates. Not only him, but also Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, Li Shizhen, and even the great doctors of New China, every one of them is a sage who is qualified to enjoy the Shennong Temple.
Following Gretel's guidance, the young mage made an oath seriously - a modified version of the Hippocratic Oath. Then, like thieves, the two sneaked into the small room opposite the library, and Gretel spread out a large piece of paper.
, and began to draw a schematic diagram of the human body.
Grete lay on the table and drew for a full hour. While drawing and talking, his wrists were sore from the drawings and his mouth was dry from talking. The drawings were changed one after another, from left to right, covering the whole floor.
The entire desktop.
This time he really exhausted his drawing skills as a doctor. In the past, he only drew schematic diagrams and simple drawings, as long as he could explain things clearly. It was never required that the shapes were correct and the proportions were equal. Anyway, he usually just drew a few organs or a few roots.
Bones and other things are best understood by patients and their families, but they cannot understand...
If you don’t understand, then deepen your understanding through treatment.
It's not like this time, it's to be sold for money, no, it's to exchange knowledge for information, and the quality has to be guaranteed.
Ouch, my old waist——
Gretel straightened up and slapped his back with his backhand. On the left, Master Eliot was lying on the table in the same posture as him, with his eyes squinted and his face almost touching the painting. If he had not stood up just now, the two of them would have
The upper body of an individual forms a right angle.
Hey, if you lie down a little further, you will get into the painting...
Gretel wanted to laugh a little. He asked Eliot habitually, or rather like he had asked patients and family members thousands of times in previous lives:
"Is there something you don't understand?"
……no respond.
Master Elliot was lying on the latest schematic diagram of the human body, looking at it in a mesmerizing way, as if he had been possessed.
Grete waited patiently for a minute, and another minute, and finally gave up waiting and began to roll up his sleeves and copy the word list. After copying about half a page, Master Elliot suddenly jumped up and ran out like a rabbit hit by an arrow.
.
Gretel: "..."
Hey! Hey! Diagram of the human body! Don’t throw it away!
Eliot quickly left and returned. He held an ink bottle in his left hand and a large roll of paper in his right hand, slamming it on the table. Without any explanation, he took "Magical Philology" from Gretel's hand, pressed the book with one hand, and murmured
Recite mantras.
There was a flash of light, and the blank roll of paper instantly turned into a thick stack of copies.
Scribe, completed!
Wow, that's very good! Grete's eyes lit up. He smiled and nodded to Master Elliot - and clicked on a figure on the back. The young mage grabbed the schematic diagram on the table and jumped out again. This time at a faster speed
He ran faster, holding the drawing tightly in his arms as he ran, as if he was afraid of being seen.
ah……
Hope he can remember clearly.
He had studied the systematic anatomy for a full 120 hours. Even with this stack of paper, even if it was streamlined and streamlined, it would be very difficult to memorize it in one go.
Gretel smiled and started to work. With scissors in his left hand and glue in his right hand, he cut the copy made by the copying technique into strips and glued them to the white paper in order. After a full day of work, he walked out of the mage tower in the evening.
, there was a bang above the head, and another person flew out——
Grete raised his head reflexively. From the window on the fourth floor, the boy who had just blasted Elliot away in the morning was thrown into the air, dancing and cursing:
"Elliot! You don't follow the rules!"
Grete stood at the door of the mage tower, facing up to the sky, and slowly opened his mouth.
...Isn’t it right? The effect of this meditation method is so fast?