It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 1456 Gretel: Yes, I am a silver dragon, yes I am
"what's the situation?"

"what's the situation?"

Beside Gretel, a group of people probed their heads and looked down.Even the maple tree Severia, with a branch stretched out, hung on Bernard's shoulders, and poked out of the cliff from in front of him:

"What's the situation? Who is calling? Is it a local native? Has someone called?"

But the gang couldn't be faster than Baka the Tern.The tern closed its wings and flew down, like a sharp white arrow shot down in the sky.

When he got near the group of climbers, he circled twice, chirped and croaked a few times, and flew back with flapping wings:
"It's a giant! A big man!—I don't understand!"

Gretel smiled.Although Baka the Tern has flown thousands of miles, he is probably not a person who likes to chatter and deal with local intelligent races everywhere.

After going back and forth so many times, the local races can't understand the language. Although the intelligent races here on Long Island may be of various types, they should be able to understand the people who have talked for two or three months every year for decades or hundreds of years. it's -

When he raised his hand, a [Language Proficiency] and another [Slick Words] slapped him. [Language Proficiency] Manage translation, so that the subject can understand the speaker's language;

[Smart Words] Control the output, so that the recipient can understand what the recipient speaks naturally.

The two bless spells can last at least two to three hours at Gretel's current level.After the filming was over, he bowed to Baca:

"Please, help me to ask again~~~ If it is an emergency, we will come down immediately!"

Baka shot down again.After a while, it spread its wings and flew up, but before it arrived, it had already shouted:
"It's their old sorcerer! It's the old sorcerer who is dying of illness. He came here for help! There are three hills away from here! It's not urgent, but it's very serious..."

As expected.Gretel let out a breath and nodded.After Cerilla's aunt, Ms. Ophelia, experienced a native seeking help, he already understood a common sense:
The dragon clan, especially the silver dragon, their dragon lair is about equal to a medical point within a few hundred miles.If the aborigines in the vicinity have any ailments that they cannot handle by themselves, the ultimate solution is: go to the Dragon's Nest.

——Of course, the dragon's lair of the silver dragon is usually on the top of a very high mountain.

The difficulty of reaching it is even worse than that of patients in remote mountainous areas who want to go to Peking Union Medical College for medical treatment.

At the very least, people in remote mountainous areas, as long as they reach a place where modern transportation can be touched, the next step is a train, plane, subway...

"Then I'll go down." He nodded at Cerilla and took a step.Wanting to activate the dragon soaring technique, Naihe felt weak for a while, and almost fell to the ground——

Just now, the Yinlong Transformation exhausted its strength, and it was fine to throw one or two low-level spells, but the dragon soaring spell really couldn't support it.In this state, I really need to save some time, and I have to treat people when I go to the place!

He shook like this, and Appa rushed out immediately, changed back to his original shape, and turned his head to grab Gretel on his back.It's a sure-fire move, but Nai He has nothing in his mouth:

Cerilla had already turned into a dragon shape, the dragon wings flapped lightly, and a whirlwind rolled up Grete and placed him on her back.He flew up, swooped down, and gave orders by the way:
"Baka, lead them the way!"

Speaking of which, it flew out at high speed, bringing up a billowing air wave, which pushed the tern Baka back several times, and if it hadn't flapped its wings in time to stabilize its body, it would almost hit the stone wall.

Even so, in front of Silver Dragon, Tern had nothing to complain about, and shouted:
"Okay! Come with me!!!"

He followed closely, Udian, Ashe Moonsong and others looked at each other, flying and running, and followed as soon as possible.

Bernard rumbled and ran so earth-shatteringly that the maple tree Sevilla jumped lightly and turned into a 2-meter-tall sapling, jumping onto his shoulders involuntarily.

Bernard held her back and used her as a trekking pole, and was slapped by the maple tree:
"Carry me well! Don't poke my roots into the ground!"

At the critical moment, Apa changed back to the silver moon deer form, rushed forward bravely, and raised the barbarian.

However, his girlfriend, Hero the unicorn, ran to the almost vertical edge of the dragon's nest, but couldn't get off.Stretching his neck to look at it a few times, he pawed his hooves in a hurry and barked.

Apa has no good way to do this either—among the several instinctive spells he has awakened, there is no way to deal with this situation.It was Ash Moonsong who returned in time, blessed Xi Luo with a feather fall technique, and led her to jump down...

Gretel turned a blind eye to this crowd, heard it but didn't hear it, and sat on Cerilla's back with his eyes closed to meditate, racing against time to recover his strength.

Alas, it would be great if he was stronger, if he could transform into an adult silver dragon and be able to last for 1 hour, 2 hours, or even more...

In that case, there would be no need for Baka the Tern to explore the way ahead, and no need for Cerilla to change into her original form and fly with him on her back.

He can become a silver dragon by himself, fly as far as he wants, and fly as fast as he wants.At the destination, there is no need to explain to the patient...

While thinking this way, a slight sense of weightlessness came from her body, and Cerilla stopped.His powerful hind paws clawed at the rocks, and he bowed his head down from the high hillside, with a crisp voice:
"What tribe are you from? Where do you live? Who needs treatment?"

Gretel held the thorn to stabilize his body, and walked a few steps forward before seeing the natives standing below.Sure enough, he was tall and stocky, standing on the mountain road, his height seemed to be about the same length as Cerilla's head——

That is to say, if you stretch your arms to the limit, you can try to hug Sirira's head.Of course, it is the one in the dragon form.

Gretel looked down at his feet on Cerilla's back, then slightly opened his arms, stroked Cerilla's neck, and sighed silently.

Well, the person blocking the way in front is really a giant, isn't he twice as tall as him?
His arms are as thick as his waist, and his waist is as thick as hugging him. On a windy day, he still feels a little cold wearing [cold and heat resistant] on his body. The giant is shirtless, with a piece of animal skin wrapped around his waist...

"My dear lady, we are the Frostfire Tribe and live in Old Temper Mountain. Our elder has fallen, and no one can cure him. We have no choice..."

The giant bowed to Serila in fear.The intelligent race on Long Island doesn't have the cumbersome etiquette of humans, and they don't even kneel down and kowtow.

However, bowing deeply to show respect, that is still required!

As for who this silver dragon came from?

He doesn't know the conscience of heaven and earth.Although the dragon's nest here has an owner, but nine times out of ten visits, he is never seen.The silver dragon that occasionally flies by is at least two laps older than Rila.

However, any silver dragon is an object they need to respect, and also an object they can turn to for help.Be respectful, sure!

"Just in that direction - over a hill, over another hill, and over another hill..."

"take me!"

Cirella flicked her paws.A gust of wind whipped up, attaching levitation to the giant.Gretel cooperated tacitly with throwing down an activated rope and tied it around the giant's waist. Cerilla grabbed the other end of the rope and flew up with fluttering wings:

"Show me the way! Show me the direction! By the way, tell me what's wrong with you elders! How old are you, is it sick or injured, when did something go wrong, and what exactly is wrong!"

"us--"

"Elder—"

"yesterday--"

"night--"

"fall down--"

The giant hung teeteringly below Serera.The wind howled, and he was pulled like a big kite. When he opened his mouth, the cold wind poured into his mouth.Trying hard to answer the question, Miss Yinlong is still shouting "I can't hear you clearly"!
I had no choice but to shout with all my might, jumping out word by word.While listening to him, Cerilla was busy saying to Gretel:
"I know this tribe. I used to play there when I was a child. They produce a kind of snow chicken, which is tender and sweet. They are the best blacksmiths in the territory. The nearby tribes need to make some tools, so they all come to them... "

How fast is Yinlong's speed!In a few words, he had crossed three hills in a row, and stopped near a hump that was gurgling at the top and constantly emitting yellow smoke.

As soon as the giant fell to the ground, he immediately untied the rope and ran in:

"It's inside! It's inside!—Elder! How are you doing, Elder!"

"Okay, let's go in." Gretel jumped off the dragon's back and walked in with Cerilla, who had turned back into a human form.

There was a rumble on the hillside, and tall giants emerged one after another from the wooden houses, and they lined up on both sides to watch them.

Gretel and Cerilla glanced at them, then walked side by side into the tallest and largest wooden house in the village.

Before entering the door, Gretel quickly covered Cerilla with the bubble technique, but he didn't change his expression, and went straight to the bed against the sour, fishy, ​​and foul smells:
"This is the patient? How long has he been ill? Let me see the situation..."

While talking, he threw a spell, and the light screen unfolded instantly, and the images and numbers kept beating, accompanied by the sound of beeping beeping.

Gretel opened the elder's pupils again, lit a small light source and swayed it in, inspected carefully, and smelled the smell from the elder's mouth by the way.

Hmm...it smells so bad, it smells like rotten apples, but...when he just walked over, he saw a few rotten apples near the bed...

Three or four giants stood crowded together at the end of the bed, trying to shrink themselves a little bit smaller, and watching Gretel bustle around, doing this and that, but not throwing the healing spell.

And he didn't fly here by himself...and he didn't have pointed ears...is this a silver dragon?Will it be treated?
Finally, a giant boldly stepped forward, bent down deeply, and lowered his head to the level of Gretel's shoulder:

"My lord, may I ask... are you a silver dragon?"

Gretel:? ? ?

What's going on?
It's not Yinlong, why can't it treat people?

He looked around, and then looked outside the wooden house, those giants poking their heads.With a sigh, his eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils:

"Yes, I am the Silver Dragon, that's right!"

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