Chapter 230

Rolle tried to be concise and comprehensive, omitted many unnecessary details, and finally explained:

"Actually, this is my home..."

"Uh?"

The doctor is a little confused.

He remembered his good friend. In order to save some money, he sent himself some riddle telegrams from the underworld.

As a result, I have lived in a luxury villa in the imperial capital with an inch of land and an inch of gold?

And it's still a luxury house in this place, which can't be bought with a windfall.

If you want to live here, you have high requirements for social status, fame, energy, identity and contacts.

Can it be said that rolle finally... Took that step?

For money, sell sex and commit yourself to a rich woman?

Of course, could it be the rich?

He couldn't help feeling unworthy for rolle.

Swordsmanship is obviously so superb, and people are obviously warm and kind. As a result, they have come to this point for the sake of money.

Deplore! Sorry! Hey!

At the same time, he was also blaming himself. Why should he be busy with his work and ignore the contact with his friends?

If you know Rolle's difficulties and help him, he won't be reduced to this

Alas, I can only hope that the other party is at least a rich woman

The doctor thought for a while, then grabbed Rolle's arm. Tears twinkled in the corners of his eyes and choked

"It's not easy for you..."

"If you have any difficulties at hand, just tell me!"

He felt that although he couldn't say how rich he was, he could at least help his friends ease up. He wouldn't be controlled by each other everywhere. He didn't even have any pocket money.

Who knows, Rolle showed a strange look and said:

"No? I'm actually quite well off now..."

"Why did you suddenly say this?"

"Are you short of money? I'll lend you some?"

The doctor was stunned.

What's going on? Suddenly it turned the other way around.

But before he could ask, Rolle took his arm and talked about business.

"Well, let's go back and look at these people first."

"I helped them suppress their pain. The situation is getting better. The rest can only rely on your magic."

Although the pain suppression therapy invented by doctors sounds barbaric and bloody, it has actually been verified by many victims... Oh, no, it should be said that it is a practical and effective therapy.

Later, it was verified by other doctors of other sects and demonstrated in terms of medical principles. This is a great new therapy.

Because patients suffering from mental pollution, the real dangerous state is that the spirit continues to suffer torture, resulting in the whole mental collapse.

But as long as it can make him unconscious and less painful, it is actually helping him through the most dangerous period.

As for the concussion, cerebral hemorrhage and other problems that may be left by pain suppression, it is easy to deal with. This is the best field of divinity.

Therefore, Rolle's previous treatment of those patients is actually a very scientific, reasonable and effective first aid measure supported by theory and practice.

However, the follow-up treatment must keep up

The doctor checked the current conditions of several patients, nodded, smiled and said:

"Their situation is pretty good. You handled it very well. Sure enough, you are the one who understands this emergency magic best."

"You don't have to worry about the rest. Just teach my students to deal with it."

"Ah, by the way, since you are good at dealing with mental pollution and have the concept of treating patients and saving people, how about coming to our sect to practice medicine in the future?"

Rolle waved his hand again and again.

"No, no, I don't deserve..."

He quickly switched off the topic:

"Ah, by the way, why did you suddenly appear here?"

"Well, I also suddenly received a notice from the scholars' Association that a mental pollution broke out here. The reason is unknown. Someone was killed, so I quickly brought the students to help."

The doctor said, reaching out to the young priests who were already busy.

Because the awesome new drugs invented by doctors are very powerful, they played an important role in the imperial attack and saved countless lives.

After that, he not only received various commendations, but also became an important figure in the imperial medical community. He was also invited by the two sects in the imperial capital, science, truth and miracle of life, to develop in the imperial capital and establish a branch Church of their sect of good life here.

Today, doctors are not only bishops of the better life sect, but also senior researchers of the Medical Research Association, professional consultants of the imperial pharmaceutical society, University Scholars of the academic association and visiting professors of the imperial medical college.

It can be said that it has soared.

Then there will be more students following him.

Then I will invite him to help in the case of mental pollution.

After hearing this, Rolle was genuinely happy for the doctor and continued to ask:

"They only said there was mental pollution here? Didn't mention demons?"

The doctor was surprised and asked:

"What? There are still demons here?"

"Is this mental pollution caused by demons?"

"Er... Is there a certain possibility?"

Rolle scratched his chin and said tentatively.

This sudden mental pollution should be caused by fat head fish.

But he remembered someone who said that only powerful special demons could cause spiritual pollution.

Although this fat head fish is really powerful, it is mainly powerful in another way.

Can it also start mental pollution? Is it also a special demon?

But why is it so delicious? Nothing but good meat? Can't even splash.

Is it special that it tastes good?

Rolle thought carefully and tapped the back of his left hand with his right hand.

He felt that his guess should be correct.

Fat head fish is really a special demon, just the one with special taste.

Because it tastes very good and its own strength is special, other people must like it besides themselves.

In order to survive, it had to evolve mental pollution, an ability that comes from protection.

What a lamentable survival of the fittest!

What a reproduction and change of life!

It's really not easy for the fat head fish race!

I sincerely hope they can continue to work hard, live hard, evolve hard, don't stop, don't be extinct.

While roal was thinking, the doctor continued:

"Rolle, have there been special demons here and you killed them?"

"So the scholars didn't notice the fluctuation of demons and thought it was just a strange spiritual pollution, so let me investigate..."

After thinking about it, Rolle felt that the doctor was a good man, trustworthy and reliable, so he decided to tell him some truth.

"Put the investigation in advance. Anyway, you can't get the results for a while and a half? And these patients also need some time to treat and recover..."

"At this time, I'll treat you to a good meal. It's definitely a human delicacy you haven't eaten!"

With that, he forced the doctor to sit down in the living room and asked him to wait patiently.

He put on the cook's apron, put on the high cook's hat and got into the kitchen.

"Ah, this..."

"No... I..."

The doctor was a little embarrassed.

But he asked immediately. There was a strong smell in the kitchen.

That smell was a very special one that he couldn't refuse. He forgot his original task for a while.

The doctor didn't want to leave when he smelled the smell.

Attracted by the smell, there are also the little donkey and the little milk cat locked up in Rolle's bedroom.

Two little guys knocked the door open and came to the kitchen.

They saw the doctor and nodded politely from him.

The doctor also exchanged a polite smile.

Then the little donkey sat down next to the doctor, picked up the napkin on the table and carefully wrapped it around his neck.

After encircling herself, the baby cat jumped onto her legs in white silk stockings and meowed twice.

So the little donkey picked up a smaller towel and put a small scarf around the little milk cat.

When she was ready, she took a knife and fork in her hand and waited patiently for the master to take care of the fish.

The long ears on her head stood up high and shook twice from time to time to express her inner expectation.

She had learned human eating posture and etiquette from the governess mammy before.

She studies very seriously, hard and up to standard.

As a result, Rolle still stuffed carrots into her mouth every day

The doctor looked at the eager little donkey and the long ears on her head.

"Orcs?"

"And it looks like a donkey?"

He asked in a low voice.

The little donkey shook his head, and the long ears on his head shook with him.

Seeing the flexible appearance of her long ears, the doctor realized that he was wrong and quickly corrected:

"Ah, sorry, I read it wrong and thought you were a donkey..."

"It should be a rabbit, right?"

The little donkey was helpless.

That's not what I shook my head to deny

But she had no time to explain, because rolle had come out of the kitchen with a plate of golden fried fish chops.

A strong and unique fragrance immediately filled the whole living room.

Even a doctor who is self disciplined and not greedy for enjoyment feels that tears can't stop leaving from the corners of his mouth.

"Eh? Why are you two here?"

"My carrots can't feed you both?"

Rolle noticed the well-dressed little donkey and kitten.

"Forget it. It's fried a lot anyway. You can try it."

"But you have to eat it with carrots and green peppers!"

A moment later

The table was full of a large plate of fried fish chops, which were basically divided up by three people and a cat.

The little milk cat was really full of food. She lay on the ground, listening to her round little belly and crying with milk in her mouth.

Seeing this, the little donkey wanted to follow suit. Then he lay down and tried to pull down the short skirt on his leg.

It turned out to be a brain collapse by rolle.

"Take Xiaomi out for exercise and eliminate food."

He followed.

The little donkey had to bow his head, grab the little milk cat, throw it out of the window, and then jump out of the window like lightning and hold it in the air.

They started their favorite game again.

There were only rolle and the doctor left in the living room.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Rolle asked with a little pride.

"Great!"

The doctor gave a thumbs up.

"This is the best fish I've ever eaten. It's delicate, fresh, unique and memorable!"

"Rolle, you are also very good at cooking. You can manage fish and meat to such a level!"

"You'd better stop practicing medicine with me and become a cook instead. I'll open a restaurant in the future. I'm sure to patronize it every day."

The doctor's compliment made rolle a little shy and quickly explained:

"In fact, it's not. Strictly speaking, my cooking is only average. The reason why this fish steak is so delicious is mainly because of the ingredients."

"If you use such top-level ingredients, you can't taste bad as long as you don't fool around."

The doctor nodded and took a sip of red wine to taste the unique taste of fish residue mixed with alcohol.

Then he asked:

"So what kind of fish is this? I've never eaten this kind of fish before."

"Bass? Snapper? Or some kind of rare whale?"

"Neither."

"This kind of fish is called fat head fish."

Rolle explained.

"Fat head fish? Not including the head of 200 kg?"

The doctor said he didn't understand.

Lol smiled and shook his head. Then he got up slightly, leaned out to the doctor, lowered his voice and said:

"The previous mental pollution was caused by this fat head fish."

"He didn't know why. He suddenly appeared in my yard. He probably missed me?"

"Then it was destroyed by a sword and made into this plate of fried fish chops."

"Shh, this is my secret. Don't tell others!"

Of course the doctor won't tell anyone.

In fact, when he heard what rolle said, the whole man was numb.

The previous bizarre mental pollution was caused by this special demon named fat head fish?

And the previously unforgettable fried fish chops are also made of the meat of this special demon called fat head fish?

Known, special demon = offspring of evil god.

Just because of secret order No. 16, you can't call him by his name. You should use other pronouns without obvious directivity

I ate an evil son?

And I ate a lot?

And I think it's delicious. Do you want to eat it again?

The doctor's ear appeared auditory hallucinations, as if something had broken and scattered all over the ground.

That's his three views

I... i... i

This... This... This

How... How... How

The inner shock made him unable to organize his complete thoughts.

When rolle saw that he was stunned, he shook his shoulder hard.

"Hello? What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"Worried about not eating in the future?"

"Then find a way to help me find fat head fish!"

The doctor slowly regained consciousness under Rolle's shaking.

His mind was so confused that he asked rolle a strange question:

"The fat head fish you mentioned has a big mouth, a thick neck and two glowing tentacles on its head. It looks very ferocious..."

What he described was an evil god's offspring that made him remember particularly deeply.

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