Just when he was about to raise his sword, a figure stood in front of the guard and slapped the man in the face.
"You, you two! You are ungrateful! The Holy Lord is above! Bless the common people! Bless the world! How dare you slander the Holy Lord!"
The guard was stunned, and so was the man. Just as the woman was about to call out, she saw the cloaked man who suddenly rushed out and kept winking at her and making mouth movements.
[If you don’t want to die, just be quiet! 】
The guard recognized the man in front of him at this time and said with a sneer.
"Look, these are the true believers. How come they have no disasters or illnesses, and they still have money to give out porridge. Why do you feel uncomfortable here and there? Have you ever thought that it is your fault!?"
"My lord, that's what you said! These two people are just not pious enough!"
He Wen glared at the man and slapped him again.
Both the man and the woman seemed to understand what He Wen meant. If he hadn't suddenly rushed out just now, the woman might have died under the guard's sword.
"Yes, yes! This young man! That's right! It's all our fault! It's all our fault! Not pious enough!"
"Hey, it's good to know. The Holy Lord is generous and won't blame you, right, two eldest brothers."
The two guards looked at each other and said nothing.
He Wen cursed in his heart, and at the same time took out two gold coins from his arms and stuffed them into the guard's hands.
"Sir, since I am here to accumulate good fortune, I naturally cannot bear to see the blood flowing everywhere outside the church. Don't worry, I will take them away now. I believe that under my teachings, they will become faithful saints. Believer of the Lord!”
The guard looked at the gold coins, weighed them, and immediately smiled on his face.
"Hehe, you are a sensible boy. If there is any internal recruitment in the Holy Cult in the future, I will definitely inform you."
"Hey! Hey! Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! You two! Come here quickly! Don't desecrate the gate of the Holy Cult here!"
The man and woman quickly followed He Wen out of the church door.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived at He Wen's porridge cart.
Remembering that she almost died by the sword just now, the woman's face turned pale.
"Okay, let's calm down after the porridge. It's true that you two went there once and twice to no avail, and you still send money in like fools?"
He Wen served them two bowls of porridge, and their hands holding the bowls were trembling.
Relaxing at this point, the woman began to cry.
"No, there's no other way. My husband's illness has never gotten better. Only the Holy Cult can make him recover a little for a few days. However, the price of medical treatment in this Holy Cult is getting higher and higher, and they have to pay entrance fees to these two gatekeepers. Let's Even if the house is sold, it will only be enough for these three times.”
The man also sighed and said.
"I've thought about it... If it doesn't work again this time, I won't give up the treatment, go out and find some work that I can do, and save some money for my wife..."
"What are you talking about! How could I give up on you! I don't care, I must cure you!"
Seeing the deep love between the two couples, He Wen began to feel that the Holy Religion's practices were really unacceptable. He believed that the original intention of establishing the Holy Religion might be good. In the long history, the Holy Religion had indeed done countless things. Endless good deeds.
But it is now irrefutable that it may have deviated from the ideals from which it was founded.
"Okay, you want to live, don't you?"
He Wen looked at the man and asked.
"Of course...but we really can't afford the treatment fee of the Holy Religion."
"How much does the Holy Religion charge you?"
"...The first time it was fifty gold coins, the second time it was one hundred and fifty gold coins, and this time...hey, it's two hundred gold coins."
He Wen almost lost his balance while holding on to the porridge cart and almost fell to the ground.
"Seize the young master!?"
He risked his life to save the princess of a country and only got one hundred and fifty gold coins. This holy religion can make much more money than himself by saving an ordinary family in the middle city! ?
Do you want to go too far in amassing money? It's not a big deal to force people to sell their houses. I'm afraid they will end up bankrupt and their illness will not be cured.
Looking at the two people hiding their faces and crying, He Wen waved his hands and said.
"Are you two considered believers?"
"We...were, but now..."
At this point, both of them lowered their heads, because they thought He Wen was a devout believer, so they did not dare to speak rudely in front of him.
"Okay, if you lose faith in the Holy Religion, I can provide you with a way out."
As he spoke, he quietly took out a piece of paper.
"There is a doctor at the address above. He can cure all diseases, and his fees are very cheap. If you are really desperate, you can try it."
"Huh? Lower town? This..."
The two of them looked a little confused.
After all, they are also residents of Zhongcheng District. Xiacheng District is a slum, so no one can go there for fear of avoiding it.
He Wen didn't bother to explain too much to them.
Just said one sentence.
"Being able to survive is the most important thing. Think about it later when you really can't survive."
After that, he pushed the car and left.
He won't stay here for too long. After all, if he does this kind of thing to attract customers, he will definitely be discovered. One or two promotions a day are enough.
That night, the couple actually came to Xiacheng District and knocked on He Wen's door.
"You are... He... He..."
"Congratulations, it's me. Come on, please come in."
He Wen, who didn't expect the two of them to actually come to the door, was overjoyed.
After hearing He Wen's voice, the man was a little surprised.
"Aren't you the porridge seller during the day?"
"Why are you selling porridge? I don't sell it for money, I just give it to you. Come on, come on, please sit down."
He Wen was very enthusiastic and asked the two to sit down, but both the man and the woman were a little embarrassed. He Wen even felt that they were hesitating to turn around and leave.
"Don't worry, you have a body like this now, what are you afraid of?"
He Wen also moved a chair and sat across from the two of them.
"Mr. He Wen, can you really cure my disease?"
"To put your mind at ease, how about I not charge any fees until you completely recover from your illness?"
The man felt a little relieved after hearing this, but the woman still looked at He Wen with suspicious eyes.
"Let me check you first."
"How do we do this?"
"Just sit still and don't move. Oh, by the way, madam, I hope you can go to the back room to escape."
"Eh? Why should I avoid it?"
Nonsense, I'm about to use my clairvoyance technique. If you sit here and I accidentally catch my eye, grass will grow on your husband's head.
As a pure love warrior, He Wen insisted on letting the woman enter the back room. Although she was confused, the woman stood up and walked into the back room.
He Wen released the life detection technique and the clairvoyance technique at the same time.
The man's body was like an X-ray in front of him.
He found that the man's vital signs were generally normal, except for a shadow on his lungs, but judging from the coverage and shape, he could basically rule out cancer.
The reason why the diagnosis was so smooth was thanks to the life detection technology, which not only detects vital signs, but also shows red if there is a fatal threat somewhere in the body.
But now the shadow is just a little yellowish.
"You usually like to smoke, right?"
"Ah...? I, I never smoke."
the man answered.
"Then the environment in which you usually work is not very good."
"Yes, I am a blacksmith. I am at the furnace every day. The smoke and fire are really uncomfortable."
"That's right. Pulmonary infection caused by the respiratory tract has no complications and there are no lesions in the lung lobes. It is not a big problem."
"Ah? Mr. He, what did you say? I can't understand a word."
"Call me Dr. He."
"Uh, okay, Dr. He, can you explain it to me?"
"To put it simply, your working environment was too poor, which caused you to inhale a lot of bacteria and toxic gases when you breathed. But fortunately, you are still healthy, the infection is not deep, and it was discovered in time, so it is not a big problem."
Although the man didn't quite understand, he was very happy to hear that it was not a big problem, but soon showed a trace of doubt.
"Then if it's not serious...why is the holy religion's healing technique useless?"
"It's not that it's useless, but the healing time is too short each time, and the infection is only alleviated. It must have worsened after a while. I don't know if those people did it on purpose or if they are really incompetent."
He Wen raised his hand, released low-level alchemy, and simulated a laryngoscope.
Of course, as long as it is alchemy, there must be a price. When performing surgery on the princess, all the surgical instruments that were simulated were made from the princess's silver jewelry.
But this time, what was used for smelting was a silver spoon that He Wen had already held in his hand.
"Open your mouth, ah."
"ah......"
The man opened his mouth obediently. Although he had clairvoyance, it was better to see it in person.
With this mentality in mind, He Wen used a laryngoscope to observe the man's tonsils.
"Oh, it's swollen like this. Remember, avoid spicy food after treatment..."
When he said this, He Wen was stunned.
Because he ignored a problem.
If it is surgery, there is a system to help.
But what should you do when you have a minor problem like this that doesn’t require surgery? ? In this era, there are no drugs that we are familiar with.
Even if you know the ingredients, you can't make it without the raw materials.
But the system seemed to know his difficulty and immediately spoke to him in his mind.
[The host can use holy doctor points to exchange for the medicines needed. As long as the points are enough, you can even exchange them for the elixir of life. The current pharmacology level of the host is 2, and you can select special medicines for pneumonia. The system will select the most suitable ones. Special medicine. 】
"Awesome."
However, He Wen is uneducated.
One sentence can take the world by storm.
