David is a Sakaz man. He has lived with this identity for more than forty years. Even if someone calls him a demon behind his back, he has never resented it.
His business in Gotham focuses on transportation and some relatively low-end labor-based industries. After the expulsion of Sakaz half a month ago, it basically came to a standstill, and most of the Sakaz employees employed were imprisoned. In the concentration camp, the remaining non-Sarkazi employees also voluntarily resigned. Except for some trustworthy people, they almost lost all their competitiveness.
What David is concerned about now is not whether he can regain his strength, but if he cannot save those imprisoned compatriots, his end will not be any better.
Although there are Gotham council members who are willing to help him re-establish the company in the future, the Sakaz people have no place in Gotham.
And he is just a demon guy as people in Gotham call him.
"David, what do we do now?"
David took two deep breaths. No matter how difficult it was, he had to go on.
He grabbed his companion's arm with firm eyes and said, "Let's continue looking, house by house. As long as the bid is high, there will always be a doctor willing to treat patients. Moreover, I remember there are many Sakaz doctors. They study medicine, don't they? Are you willing to treat your compatriots?"
The companion's expression was not normal, and he was thinking about whether to tell David that some Dr. Sakaz did not even want to meet him. They had not been imprisoned in the quarantine area, and they seemed to be real Gothamites, fearing to avoid their compatriots in distress. Less than that.
David is a smart man and can guess a thing or two from the faces of the people around him, especially at this very difficult time. It is normal for people to be selfish, and he can't even accuse him of anything.
"Let's go."
When the two dragged their tired bodies out of the No. 1 Hospital, many passers-by even stayed away, as if they were two monsters.
This is another masterpiece of Gotham people. After the incident, the local media demonized the Sakaz people. Monsters with strange sharp horns are natural freaks. Demons are what they call them. They will be attacked as long as they approach. Disaster.
"David, is staying in Gotham really the right choice?"
"We made our choice decades ago, and more and more new generations of Sarkazi are calling Gotham home."
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"Abigail, you were born in this city, right?"
The Sakaz girl nodded. Ever since she could remember, her parents had told her that she was a Gothamite, not a Sakazite. Many compatriots said so, but those real Gothamites would still use the distinction deliberately. Titles, such as Demon Guy.
Zhou Jinru stood on the opposite side of the road, looking quietly at the No. 1 Hospital opposite. If he wanted to use legal means to enter the quarantine area, and at the same time let the Sakaz people have high trust in him, a man with a humanitarian spirit would The doctor is the best choice.
According to his investigation, the media in Gotham continued to stigmatize Sakaz, coupled with the tacit suppression, causing many people who were not so hostile to Sakaz to begin to hesitate, or because of various reasons. For this reason, I had to change my view. It was too difficult to find another doctor willing to help Sakaz.
"Sir, are you really willing to help us?"
It's hard for Abigail to imagine a person who is selfless enough to be willing to take such a big risk and sacrifice himself. He must have other intentions.
"What I can do is very limited. In the end, you have to save yourselves, but I will try my best to provide help as much as I can. As for whether I am selfless or not, just think of me as an idealist and a fool."
After Zhou Jinru finished speaking, he walked towards the two people waiting for the carriage on the other side of the road.
He was wearing a black coat as always, with a mask on his face, and was carrying a box in his hand. The Sakaz girl following him was also carrying a box, and it looked like she was struggling.
"Hello, gentlemen."
When the carriage stopped in front of David and his companions, they found someone calling. They turned their heads and saw a strange pair.
"Sorry, I'm busy. I'm in a hurry. Goodbye."
The anxious David had no intention of stopping to speak, and hurriedly prepared to get in the car and leave.
Zhou Jinru said calmly: "Mr. David, I guess you are in a hurry to find a doctor. Now there is a doctor in front of you, but you are planning to give up."
David, who had already stepped onto the carriage, paused when he heard what he said, turned his head, stared into Zhou Jinru's eyes, and asked, "What did you say, you are a doctor?"
He couldn't find a doctor willing to go to the quarantine area, but now there is a doctor standing in front of him?
"This is my medical license."
David took it over doubtfully, glanced down, and murmured: "Pingpan, I've heard of it, a mountain town in Victoria. You are really a doctor..."
The Sakaz man handed back his medical license with both hands, and said with hope in his tone: "Doctor Cotman, do you know my current situation?"
"I know that, and I also know that I'm a Victorian doctor."
"this……"
David didn't know how to continue talking for a while. He had good reason to suspect that the doctor was a liar, because in the current environment, there are still such people, who are either fools or have more ambitions, and Sasha in the quarantine area The Qazi people are meat on the chopping block and there is no other way but to be slaughtered.
No matter what kind of person Dr. Coatman was, David could only choose him.
"Dr. Cotterman, what do you want, money or real estate? To be honest, you may not be able to gain a better reputation by helping us."
Zhou Jinru raised a finger: "My consultation fee is very high, and every time I see a patient, you have to pay me, and I don't accept any credit."
Hearing this request, David breathed a sigh of relief. He was most afraid that this guy would say it was free or only required a small amount of money, but he was not afraid as long as he was willing to charge.
Looking at the other party's strange attire, Sakaz remembered something. He went to Congressman Doyle's office today and bumped into someone when he was going out. It seemed that he was Dr. Coatman in front of him.
"Please get in the car, we will set off immediately. You have really helped us a lot."
David quickly invited Zhou Jinru to get on the bus. He knew that one doctor was still too few for the entire quarantine area, and it was a drop in the bucket, and he didn't know what department he specialized in. But now there was no better choice. There was only one life-saving straw. He just Can hold on tightly.
"By the way, this is..."
"This is my assistant, Abigail."
"Oh oh oh, Miss Abigail, please sit inside."
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Abigail's head was dizzy. She had not yet come out of her identity change. She originally refused to go out, but she actually agreed to be the man's assistant and showed up in Gotham City, where Sarkazi people were everywhere. What was shocking was that no guards actually came to arrest her.
Even though a menacing guard came over, after taking a look at Coatman's identification, he immediately changed his attitude and walked away politely.
It made her heart pound.
There are also those two honorary Gothamites. As Sakaz businessmen, they met Coatman and directly invited him to get in the car. Is a Victoria doctor so respected?
"To make a long story short, Mr. David, first explain to me the current situation in the quarantine area and the material reserves."
As a doctor, is this appropriate to ask?
After finally finding a doctor, David showed extra caution and said cautiously: "There are only some medicines for common diseases and very few prescription medicines. I don't know how bad the situation is yet."
Zhou Jinru made a note in his notebook, and then said solemnly: "First of all, I am a surgeon by profession and have the ability to diagnose common diseases. However, due to the lack of medical equipment in the quarantine area, I cannot diagnose some internal diseases. You must be informed;
Secondly, I have some research in the field of Originium Disease. If there are infected people in the quarantine area, they can be handed over to me;
Finally, you must make plans. After all, you cannot live in the quarantine area forever, and no one wants to be a captive animal. "
When the words came to the end, even though David was very well-educated, he couldn't help but change his expression.
He had always avoided delving into such a sharp topic, but unexpectedly, an outsider took the initiative to bring it up.
"Mr. Cotterman, I believe that the Gotham Council will give us a fair and just explanation."
Zhou Jinru nodded and did not continue.
David's attitude is very vague. On the one hand, he is actively rescuing his compatriots, and on the other hand, he has high hopes for the Gotham Council.
This is very normal, because this group of Sakaz people stopped wandering and lived in Gotham for decades. The third generation has been born, and they do not want to continue wandering.
The Sakaz people, who call themselves Gothamites, are unwilling to give up their hard-won stable life no matter what, even if they encounter injustice and suffering.
Zhou Jinru had some understanding of the establishment of the Kazdaele Royal Court. Under what circumstances, Teresia and Tresis would work together, and the rebellious tribes would unite together.
They need a country so much.
If the Sakaz people do not have a country, the tribesmen who have been wandering for a long time will stop in a certain country, try their best to integrate into it, and try to get rid of their former identity.
Because there is no choice anymore, I can only try my best to make a desperate move.
It is now 1037, almost fifty years before the establishment of the Royal Court.
"Sir, we are here."
Before entering the isolation area, the first thing you have to face is the isolation zone in front. More than a dozen guards gathered around and surrounded the carriage. The leader was the captain who had previously sent Zhou Jinru to Gotham City.
"It turns out it's you, Mr. David, you're here again. To be honest, you'd better come less often to such a dirty and messy place. It will be bad if you get sick. Am I right?"
David laughed dryly, his face trembled, and he whispered: "Chief Bart, there are my compatriots here, I can't leave them alone, and there has been progress in the parliament, right?"
