After using 100 holy doctor points to exchange Eve for some oriental elixirs and blood tonics to help her body recover, He Wen was sent out of the house through the back door by the maid.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Hewen."
"It's okay. She has been my patient since the first time I decided to operate on her. I will be responsible to the end. After that, I will come every night to change Princess Eve's dressing. Remember, besides me, Don’t use medicine or bandages from anyone.”
The maid nodded and thanked her again and again.
When He Wen just walked out of the back door, the Lake Knight at the corner of the door stopped him.
"Hello."
"First, I don't say hello, I say..."
Before He Wen could finish speaking, Knight Lake had already stuffed a cloth bag into his arms.
"This is your reward."
"…If you could be more polite, I guess I could buy you a drink."
Lake ignored He Wen, just snorted coldly and turned around and walked into the house.
He Wen sighed, this old knight really didn't want to see him.
"Hello."
As soon as he turned around, the old knight stopped him again.
"What are you doing?"
"I'll buy you a drink next time."
snap——
The back door was slammed shut, and He Wen's brows twitched a few times. Can't this old guy be more honest? There is no market for being so arrogant at such an old age.
Returning to his small shabby house in the slums, He Wen closed the door and window and checked several times before daring to open the cloth bag.
It was actually filled with 120 gold coins!
Damn it! As expected of a princess, she is generous in her actions!
Maybe it's because He Wen doesn't know much about prices in this era.
So when he later learned that buying a small house in the middle city of Talis cost five hundred gold coins, he felt that the princess's thank you gift was indeed very small.
But now He Wen happily collected it, at least he had the world's first start-up capital.
I originally planned to rent a small shop in the middle district to open a clinic.
But after learning that the monthly rent of any shop in the middle district was 60 gold coins, He Wen suddenly felt that these 120 gold coins were not much.
And not only was there not enough money, He Wen also saw notices about himself in the streets.
"Level 3 intern pastor He Wen has been expelled from the church recently. From now on, he is not allowed to treat people in any form. If anyone dares to let this person treat their wounds, it will be an unforgivable crime!"
"This is to kill them all."
He Wen quietly tore up the articles on the list one by one, and was dragged and fined by the soldiers because of this. The 10 gold coins evaporated instantly, making him want to cry without tears.
But he wasn't about to give up.
Through the incident with the princess, He Wen learned about the way the Holy Religion behaves. Those who are not from my race must have different minds. This is the principle of the Holy Religion.
But He Wen was just a doctor, and it was his bounden duty to treat illnesses and save lives, so he secretly made up his mind.
The people of the Holy Religion don't care, and he definitely won't care about his congratulations.
Your Holy Religion is not only selective about who to treat and save people, but the magic of your Holy Religion is not omnipotent. Many diseases may not be cured by magic in this era.
Then I just want the world to know.
He can cure the diseases that your holy religion can cure, and he can also cure the diseases that your holy religion cannot cure.
...
The next day, there was a mysterious man outside the church with a cart distributing porridge.
Why is he said to be mysterious?
On this hot day, whoever is wearing a black robe with a hood and covering his face with a cloth looks like he is not a serious person.
And the trolley he was pushing had a sign on it that said "Love Porridge."
"What are you doing!?"
Of course, the guards of the temple noticed this man immediately, and when they wanted to ask, the man quickly made two bowls of porridge.
"Hey, hey, thank you for your hard work. I'm here to distribute love porridge, especially to those lost people who come to the church to seek help. I want them to believe that the Holy Lord has a spirit and will definitely bless the people and bring blessings. The world!"
"Hey? You can't tell, but you are a believer. Why don't you consider joining the Holy Cult?"
A guard took the bowl but didn't drink from it, and looked at the mysterious man with interest.
"Hey, I haven't read much... I'm uneducated. I don't know a few Chinese characters. I had to ask my neighbor to help me write the characters on the sign."
The mysterious man sighed, his face full of regret.
"That's true. The entrance examination for the Holy Cult is very strict. Your porridge is very fragrant. Let me try it."
"Hey, you drink what strangers give you."
Another guard nudged his companion with his elbow.
"Not strangers! You and I are all people under the protection of the Holy Lord. May the Holy Lord be above us, bless the common people, and bless the world."
"Look, how pious this person is. Brother, don't be discouraged. Even if you are uneducated, if you can pass the martial arts test, as long as you are a fourth-level warrior or magician, you can still join the Holy Cult."
After saying that, the guard drank the porridge in one breath.
"Holy shit! It tastes great! Have another bowl!"
As a result, the guard finished three large bowls in one go, and the other guard was also a little greedy.
"Here, give me a bowl too. You don't need to pay for the porridge, right?"
"No money, no money! What is important in giving porridge is a blessing. I hope my good deeds can move the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord is above, bless the people and bring blessings..."
"Hey, okay, okay, stop nagging and hurry up and get me a bowl."
As a result, the two guards drank seven or eight bowls directly. After they left, looking at the porridge pot that was almost half full, the mysterious man was really gritting his teeth.
"You fucking pigs have become so edible."
This mysterious man is none other than He Wen.
After receiving the thank-you gift from Princess Eve yesterday, he went to buy this outfit early in the morning, for no other reason than to hide his appearance from others.
This pot is my own, and I bought the rice and seasonings used to cook the porridge.
The car was bought from the old man at the breakfast shop next door for 40 gold coins. Seeing the old man's beaming face, He Wen knew that he must have suffered a big loss.
Fortunately, he had good cooking skills in his previous life, and this porridge was He Wen's best dish.
From the way the two guards devoured their food just now, it can be seen that He Wen's craftsmanship is really good.
And he is definitely not here to give out porridge to accumulate blessings, let alone whether there is such a thing as good deeds in this world.
Even if there was, he had no intention of praying to the so-called Holy Lord.
After all, people have blocked themselves, so how can they still lick their faces and ask for shelter?
So the only reason He Wen is here is for those believers.
Especially those believers who are suffering from illnesses and want to seek treatment.
Soon he found his target.
I saw a stooped man being supported by a woman who looked like his wife walking towards the steps.
"What do you do?"
Guards stopped the two men.
"Sir...I, we are here to seek help. We are devout believers in the Holy Lord..."
The man lowered his head very humbly and said.
"Old Edwin? You haven't recovered from your illness yet? You've been here three times, right?"
Another guard seemed to recognize the man.
"Hey...after each treatment, the relapse will occur after a while, and it will become more severe every time..."
"What do you mean? Are you saying that the healing technique of my holy religion doesn't work on you? Are you lying to you!?"
The guard shouted harshly, causing the man and woman to kneel down in fright.
"No, no, we don't dare..."
"Old Edwin, the cost of one treatment is quite high. Do you still have money?"
"I, we... brought money."
"Hehe, I mean, do you have the money to get in?"
The woman wanted to speak but was stopped by the man. He took out a patched bag from his arms and offered it with both hands.
"Two adults... please, please buy some wine to drink. Thank you for your hard work, two adults..."
One of the guards took a look at the bag and his eyes widened.
"Fuck you! Are you just sitting here and sending beggars away?! Even less than last time!? Do you think our brothers are easy to bully?!"
With that said, he threw the bag in the man's face.
"Sir, please calm down! You two adults... I, we really can't afford any more money except for the treatment fee..."
"You can even pay for treatment, but you can't pay for our brothers?! You just don't take our brothers seriously. It seems you are not pious at all!"
The woman seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, pointing at the two guards and crying and cursing.
"You, you two vampires! You are the devil! We have given you so much money, but my husband's illness has not improved at all, but has become worse! Are you going to force us to death? It’s over!”
It is too late for a man to stop a woman.
The guard angrily drew his sword and walked towards the woman.
"You stinky bitch dare to openly slander the public officials of the Holy Church outside the church! You should be punished with death!"
