Chapter 251 Teacher Yula

Just as I was sighing, an idea took shape in my mind, and I stopped.

I don’t have the money to find a doctor with better medical skills.

This doesn't seem to be a very troublesome problem.

As a famous doctor in Ai Rui City, although he usually meets some dignitaries, this doesn't matter to anyone.

For us unknown crew-cut white guys, maybe that’s true.

But what if the person you are facing is someone with a distinguished status and powerful position?

Perhaps, it will be another situation.

I don't have money or power, it doesn't matter, as long as there are people with money, power and power in my circle of relationships, that's enough.

Two people instantly appeared in his mind: Rodney and Harold.

One is one of the future heirs of Airui City, and the other is the second most powerful person in Airui City, the leader of the real power group, and the captain of the city defense of Airui City.

As long as any one of these two people comes forward, I believe that those famous doctors with extremely high vision will have to bow their heads.

After all, no matter who they offend, their life will not be easy now or in the future.

After I had this idea in mind, I started to think about who I should find to help me.

Rodney is easy to talk to, and he also has inexplicable trust in me. In my opinion, as a serious sister-in-law, he actually recommended his sister to me more than once. From these aspects, looking for him, maybe It is the best and fastest way, but for some reason, I have always been resistant to this approach.

There is always an uneasy thought that reminds me: We are in an extraordinary period now. It is best not to ask Rodney. I try not to ask Rodney. After all, he is only the heir. Use his status to do some private things. It may have an impact on the status of his future heirs.

After giving up the idea of ​​asking for help from Rodney, the only option was to go to Harold.

My relationship with him is not the same as my relationship with Rodney.

Rodney and I were friends. It was when I was poisoned and he was sent to the hospital that I recognized him as a friend.

Harold and I can only be regarded as trading partners. He takes a fancy to my ability, and I need his remuneration. One hand pays and the other hand handles the work. It is fair and reasonable, and a win-win situation for both.

I may have some concerns about friends, but I no longer have those concerns about partners.

After making up my mind, I saw that it was still noon, and I guessed that Harold was still busy with things in the guild, so I set off and walked towards the direction of the Brave Guild again.

When I came to the door, I saw that the door was open, so I rushed in habitually.

At this time, two adventurers in white uniforms blocked my way: "Stop! What are you doing?"

I looked at them for a while and said, "I'm looking for the president of your guild, and I'd like to ask you two to inform me."

"What are you doing with the president?" one person asked.

"You can meet the president whenever you want!" another person said.

Hey, I sneered. I saw that they were all dressed in sleek clothes. I didn’t expect that they turned out to be just human-like and dog-like.

I patiently repeated it again: "Well, please help me and let me know that An Xiaoyi is here and it's urgent. Thank you."

"Go back, the president doesn't have time!" said one person.

"This person is really ignorant," another person muttered, giving me a sly look.

Although the voice was small, I heard it clearly. I really wanted to rush up and give them both a slap in the face, but after thinking about it, I let it go. Why bother arguing with them?

Sighing, I touched my pocket, took it out twice, and skillfully took out four silver coins.

I approached the two of them and quickly handed four silver coins to one of them. I smiled and said, "That's a small thing, not respectful. I'll buy some tea later."

The person who collected the money weighed his hands through his clothes, winked at the other one, and nodded.

"Okay, since you're quite sensible, I'll just trouble you."

With that said, another one walked in swaggeringly.

I kept the smile on my face and cursed in my heart: "Damn it, I curse you two scoundrels to be eaten by monsters as soon as you enter the dungeon!"

Not long after, a tall and muscular man walked out quickly, it was Harold.

Behind him, the adventurer with a flattering, grandson-like expression was one of the bad-ass duo just now.

"Yes, President!" The other bitch didn't expect that their president would come out to greet me in person. He immediately trembled with fright. He changed his arrogant look when he was teasing me before. He lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at me, completely different. He looks like a primary school student who made a mistake and was scolded by the teacher.

"This grandson!" I cursed in my heart.

Harold completely ignored the two of them and smiled at me: "Why are you here? Is there something wrong with that knife?"

"The knife is fine," I said with a smile, "If nothing happens, can't I just come and take a walk?"

"Yes, of course, you are welcome at any time!" Harold said, welcoming me in.

I saw the two adventurers guarding the gate, their faces were ashen, they were trembling with fear, and they were dripping with sweat. In just a few breaths, their clothes were soaked through with sweat.

I grinned at them, and the two adventurers were even more surprised. One of them even knelt down with a plop.

However, I just smiled at them and didn't want to argue with them about this trivial matter, because there were more important things that I needed to solve with Harold.

Passing by a place that looked like a classroom, I saw Yura standing on the podium, holding a pointer in one hand and handouts in the other, looking like a conscientious teacher.

Under the stage, there were almost twenty or thirty adventurers of both sexes, listening attentively.

"Hey, Yura still has the talent to be a teacher," I asked Harold in a low voice.

"She is good at many things, and teacher is one of them." Harold looked at Yura with approval and nodded proudly.

At this time, Yura put down the pointer, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote something on the blackboard. On her right wrist, a beautiful silver bracelet touched the blackboard and made a crisp sound. She immediately stopped writing, After checking it carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief, moved the bracelet downward a little, fixed it, and started writing again.

Seeing this, Harold suddenly sighed, with endless melancholy in his sigh.

"What's wrong with you?" I said casually, "Why are you so sad?"

"It's okay." Harold's tone suddenly became lonely and unhappy.

"No way, you still have something to worry about?" I said with a look of disbelief on my face: "Isn't it your girl who was raped by a pig?"

Harold suddenly looked strange, looked at me for a long time, and said quietly: "It's true."