Chapter 1737 Bitter Fruit (Twenty-Six)

"Really? I think so too."

Brother Dorian praised his craftsmanship, and before paying, he also lifted the doll in cooperation and commented honestly.

There is no doubt that the workmanship is good. As a player in the handicraft industry, it is much better than the legendary needle wizard Kelin.

The main problem now is that Dr. Dorian doesn't look like he's bragging.

"Do you need a doctor? A stranger."

As expected, after his interest was successfully aroused by the doll, the next moment Dorian took the initiative to ask why he was here, with a tone of soliciting customers.

There is no doubt that her vision is accurate, but her reaction is a bit too similar to that of an old lady.

So as a foreigner, to these aboriginal people, no matter what I do, it just flies over the land without leaving any trace?

In Dr. Dorian's opinion, he is just a stranger who comes to seek medical advice at dawn?

interesting.

The decision to collect more props was the right one.

He looked down at his hands before paying.

The next moment, he didn't say anything in a hurry. Instead, he picked up the sword and made a wound on his left arm. He easily picked out a blood clot and threw it away.

Even the process was deliberately slowed down a little so that the other party could see clearly enough.

"As you can see, yes."

…

Sure enough, doctors don't like patients who do random things on their own.

For a moment, no sound came from the consulting room, not even the eyes moved away from the window.

Of course, before paying, he knew very well that the other party had just moved to a more hidden position and was carefully looking at the murder weapon in his hand, presumably to assess its safety.

It's completely understandable. After all, under the recovery effect of his deliberate suppression, blood is still flowing down. Combined with the traces all over the body, the visual impact is indeed relatively strong.

Therefore, I did not rush before paying with this understanding. I stood very calmly and allowed myself to be evaluated.

"These things...are all yours?"

And finally at a certain moment, Dorian's voice came from behind the door again.

"Neither."

Fu Qian showed surprising honesty in this regard, holding a sword flower in his hand and pointing in the direction of travel.

"I arrived yesterday and walked around and met many kind-hearted people...such as this doll."

He gestured to the puppet again.

"I met her owner Hilaria at the church. Although she seemed relatively silent at first glance, after getting in touch with her, I realized that she is a lady who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. She is not pedantic because of her faith."

"After chatting with me for a while, she expressed her inability to help with my problem, suggested looking elsewhere, and gave me this."

"It's really exquisite, isn't it? Although I think it still lacks a bit of her charm."

Before paying, he gestured with the doll's veil.

"While walking on the road, I kept thinking, would it be better if I put it on top? It would be more contrasting than just pulling the neckline down a little."

"If you say that, it's true..."

There was never any trace of nonsense before paying, and when it came time to express his creative inspiration, Dorian finally agreed a little, although his tone was a bit harsh.

"Right... As for this sword, a big brother dug it out of a pit and gave it to me when he didn't need it. He is really a very generous person."

"Of course, the most touching thing was an old lady. Not only did she tell me that I should go to a clinic in this situation, she also personally led me for a while and left when I was almost at my destination."

There was unadulterated gratitude on Fu Qian's face, and he looked like he was in a foreign land but deeply warm to his heart.

Click!

This time, Dorian did not directly comment on his statement. With a soft sound, the door was finally opened from the inside.

…

"Please come in."

"It sounds really good. In fact, I should thank them. After all, there have been no customers for a while."

The door opened wide, allowing Fu Qian to easily see the medical facilities inside the house.

Doctor Dorian, who had not been seen for a day, stood sideways behind the door and made an inviting gesture towards him.

It's hard to tell whether this was a truly sincere statement, but it clearly confirmed that this was his first visit to Fu Qian, and the place hadn't been open for a long time.

"I can tell."

Fu Qian's face naturally showed no signs of harm. Like most people who went out to seek medical treatment, he did not rush in. Instead, he stood outside and took a look to confirm the medical conditions and whether there were any pitfalls.

There is no doubt that it is deserted, and even the layout is very similar to last time.

The only difference was that the seat where he had been treated was still there, but the dolls were gone, as if they had been temporarily put away.

laugh--

After nodding in agreement that the business was not good, he moved his shuriken to one side and picked out a piece of coagulated blood with his backhand before stepping in to avoid soiling the place.

"It's okay, but your situation does seem a bit serious. How could it be like this?"

Dorian also seemed to appreciate his meticulous behavior.

Of course, the doctor was kind-hearted and indicated that it didn't matter if the blood spilled on the ground. At the same time, his first concern was still the condition.

"Evil will be punished."

Without looking back, Fu Qian responded very simply, even showing his metaphysical thinking about his condition.

"I beat a pregnant woman so violently that she even gave birth prematurely. It may be because of this that she was cursed."

…

At that moment, even the knowledgeable Dr. Dorian seemed to be quite touched. Not only did he not respond, but he also hesitated to close the door.

"Besides, this is just a visible symptom. My mind is full of the crying of babies, which is not very pleasant."

However, Fu Qian's confession was not even over yet. He found a seat and sat down and continued.

"I have to say that this is indeed a case I rarely encounter."

"I don't deny the curse, but isn't your situation too serious?"

After all, as a profession that is used to seeing all kinds of life, Dr. Dorian finally adjusted his mood at this time. After closing the door, he also sat down, frowning at the same time.

"Is it too serious..."

The doctor's evaluation touched Fu Qian. After repeating a sentence thoughtfully, he seemed to think of something.

"Is it because of multiple crimes? I beat someone earlier, and the blow was even heavier than this."

This is not a false accusation against oneself.

In view of the existence of the Son of God, he showed a preference for the traditional method of pregnancy, which led to the fact that he, who was known as the nemesis of the Son of God, had done a lot of things that were infuriating to both humans and gods.

And the one that Fu Qian was talking about was the lady chewing teacups that he met with the Night Watch team shortly after starting this part-time job. (End of this chapter)