Chapter 75 I don't want to be someone else's child!
This stampede kept Grete busy until the evening. The injured were healed on the spot one by one under the treatment, and left on their own, or were picked up by their families. There was a priest at the door of the store, and one went out and told the other:
"Therapeutic techniques consume a lot of money on the human body. Don't be too tired when you go back. Remember to eat something good..."
Then what?
Just let him go?
Grete watched one patient leave, then another, slowly opening his mouth.
There is no case tracking, no follow-up visits, and there is no need to organize medical records - oh, in this world where treatment is used to accomplish everything, patients are alive and well and leave on their own, no medical records are needed...
A world without medical records is so wonderful! God knows what it would be like to have to look at dry eyes and fill in dozens of medical records after an all-night rescue operation, each of which must be in accordance with the standards T_T
Home page, medical records, checklists, images, surgeries, and consent forms are arranged in order;
The checklist is sorted by blood, urine and stool routine, liver and kidney function, coagulation, and hepatitis B;
The edges of each order are aligned, and the next order must be under the top number of the previous order;
The doctor's signature, the patient's signature, the nurse's signature, no one is missing...
The medical department will also conduct random inspections! If an unqualified medical record is found, the fine will start at a few hundred yuan!
However, without medical records, there is no way to summarize experiences and lessons. Grete was painfully struggling with whether to promote the medical record system if he built a hospital...
Oh, at least there is still a discharge fee. The injured and their families were very grateful before leaving. Some took out their wallets on the spot, and some repeatedly promised that they would go to the temple to donate. Grete looked left and right, and quietly slipped away
He went to Elder Erwin and pulled his sleeve:
"Our religious order...doesn't have a temple?"
Where can people donate money then? Can they find us?
"Shh!"
Elder Erwin stopped him softly. On the other side, Master Gehrman had strode over and stood beside them:
"Elder, is the treatment over? I will take him back today. The master of the Magic Council has arrived, and the review will begin in the next two days!"
That's enough! A mage apprentice who doesn't do his job and devotes most of his energy to healing! He learns a bunch of tricks and doesn't think about how to improve their power, but only thinks about how to use them to heal diseases and injuries!
Even though it was his teacher who came to evaluate him, he might not be able to bear it!
Gretel turned back three times and was carried back to the Mage Tower. The medical records were not written, the medical fees were confiscated, and there was no boss to convince him of the suggestion to clean up the streets and prevent the plague. Ahhhhhhh, I am worried about everything.
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By the way, who is the master in charge of judging?
This question soon came to an answer. The carriage stopped in front of the mage tower. As soon as the people inside got off the car, a human cannonball rushed out and went straight to the old magician who was riding with Master Gehrman:
"Grandpa, grandpa! You are finally here! These past few months have been suffocating me~~~"
Grete took a closer look and saw, that naughty kid.
Like him, he is also a mage apprentice, but he does not live on the second floor. Instead, he lives with Master Gehrman on the fifth floor, which is reserved for the master and distinguished guests.
The naughty boy carried most of the books the mage apprentice wanted to read upstairs. Every time he wanted to read them, he had to go upstairs and ask for a lot of good words. He couldn't borrow them every time, but it was so frustrating for him...
Gretel rolled his eyes in his mind. The old magician seemed to be very fond of his grandson. Seeing his grandson rushing towards him like a cannonball, he flashed a light in his hand, cast some magic, and then caught his grandson steadily.
My grandson was picked up and spun around:
"Grandpa's little George~~~How have you been these past few months? How many magic tricks have you learned? Have you made any breakthroughs?"
"No!"
The naughty kid's fat face wrinkled. He twisted a few times in the old man's arms, broke free, and shouted:
"You know how to break through! Breakthrough, breakthrough, breakthrough! You coaxed me to say that I can break through if I just go out for a walk, but you dragged me out and left me here without care! How can I break through if I don't have good food and shelter?"
Gretel: "..."
No, I think the conditions of the Magic Tower are quite good?
Besides, not having enough food and housing is no excuse. Some of the big bosses have wandered around during adventures and made breakthroughs on the spot!
Grete lowered his head slightly, pretending that he did not exist, listening to the old man's accusations and the angry roar of the naughty child. He glanced left and right, and saw Master Elliot and Master Karan, one on the left and one on the right, looking straight ahead, as if their eyes and ears had suddenly failed.
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Even Master Gehrman did not intervene. He watched quietly for a while. Seeing that the grandfather and grandson were about to stop, he stepped forward to persuade:
"Teacher, breakthroughs like this are all about chance... George is still young and became a mage apprentice at the age of ten. He is already very good. Besides, he has worked really hard in the past few months..."
"I don't know about him yet!" The old magician snorted heavily. "In a few months, others started from having nothing and not knowing the magic words, to breaking through to the peak of mage apprentice, and even learned healing skills! Where is he, I'm leaving.
What it was like when you were there, it will be the same when you come back!”
Gretel: "!!!"
Stop it! Old man, you teach your grandson a lesson, and don’t use me as a target!
I don’t want to be your grandson’s “other people’s child”!
As expected, the naughty kid looked at Gretel fiercely. He rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and made a face. After making a face, he raised his right hand and put it on his cheek, pointed it at Gretel, and scratched the void. Looking at it like that, if the fingers could be stretched out
With the Six Meridians Divine Sword, Gretel can be turned into a fishing net on the spot.
Grete lowered his head and pretended not to notice. The naughty child couldn't vent his anger and jumped to his feet and shouted:
"You just know how to compare me with others! Selina has a breakthrough, and you say I don't work hard! Alexander learned a new magic, and you say I'm naughty! I'm only ten years old! I'm only ten years old! Wait until I turn 16, early
He’s a second-level magician!”
The old magician sighed. He stretched out his hand to pinch his grandson's fat cheek and twisted it to the side:
"Don't look at others! What are their conditions? What are your conditions? People can only start learning magic words in the first two months. As for you, you have been tearing them apart and playing with them since you were a child! Your progress is slower than others, but you still have
That’s nice to say!”
George burst into tears as he was twisting him, and he didn't know whether it was from pain or anger. He pushed the old magician away hard and shouted, "I hate grandpa the most!" He turned around and rushed into the wizard's tower.
The old magician shook his head helplessly. He turned to Gehrman, sighed and shrugged:
"In recent months, this kid has caused trouble for you, right? - Forget it, let's speed up and finish this year's review. Finish it today, and I'll take George away tomorrow."
"Um...Teacher, it's already very late today. Would you like to rest and start again tomorrow?"
"It's not too late. This is not your first time reviewing. You know all the projects. How about we do it one by one?"