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

Chapter 269 New Maid

Gretel followed the reputation.The little girl who emerged from the room looked less than ten years old, thin and bony, with dull, curly brown hair.But the first thing that caught Grete's attention was the girl's small yellow face and the same yellow and dark little hand resting on the door frame.

"you……"

He subconsciously made a sound.As soon as she started, the little girl jumped in surprise and shrank back like a bunny.And the washerwoman turned around abruptly, and bowed deeply in front of Gretel, smiling uglier than crying:
"Master, please, please, the room is over there..."

She stretched her arms and pointed tremblingly to the other end of the corridor, like a female quail trying to spread its wings to block the front of the bulldozer.Gretel raised his hand and interrupted her:
"and many more."

He stared intently into the room.Looking in the direction where the little girl disappeared, looking at the abnormally yellow face that disappeared from sight:

"You call her out. Let me see her."

"Master Mage!!!"

"You can call someone if you want!" The black-faced man pushed the washerwoman away.The woman staggered two steps and hit the wooden wall next to her with a loud bang.The black-faced man didn't care, and strode into the room.

"Hey, don't—" Gretel called after him.The black-faced man had already brought out a little girl who was screaming, kicking and beating, and leaned in front of Gretel, bending over and laughing:

"My lord, this is the child!"

"Don't do anything to them." Gretel shook his hand.He squatted down, was at eye level with the little girl, and softened his voice as much as possible:

"Little sister, your name is Jenny, right? Don't be afraid. I'm a healer, your complexion seems a little wrong, let me see you—"

He reaches out.Jenny shrank back desperately, leaned against the washerwoman, and was hugged by the mother.Gretel looked at her small face, released another flash, and observed her eyes with white light:
"Strange, isn't the sclera yellow? Little sister, open your mouth and let me take a look, ah—"

The girl shrank and pressed her lips tightly.Aurora bent down, squatted behind Gretel, and asked him in a low voice:
"What are you looking at?"

"Her face and hands are strangely yellow. If she was sick, the whites of her eyes would be more yellow, but the whites of her eyes are normal..."

Gretel pondered and hesitated, partly explaining to Aurora, mostly talking to himself.When he saw the little girl just now, he thought it was jaundice.However, yellow staining of the skin and mucous membranes caused by jaundice first appears in the sclera, the back of the hard palate, and the mucous membrane of the soft palate.Could it be that he was wrong?Speaking of which, he is really not very familiar with the symptoms of crooked nuts...

While thinking hard, Aurora snorted behind her back:
"Oh, dyed."

Stretching out a finger, a slight wave of spells swept across the girl's head and face.

[Mage Trick · Cleansing Technique]!
In an instant, the withered yellow faded, the stains disappeared, and everyone's eyes lit up.Nestling in her mother's arms was a little girl carved in pink and jade, with blue eyes, soft blond hair, and exquisite facial features.Even if she was so thin that her cheeks were sunken in, she could still tell at a glance that she was a beauty.

Such a face, in this kind of slum, must be a disaster...

The washerwoman's face paled instantly.She bent down and hugged her daughter's head and face, as if this would make her daughter invisible.Gretel sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to stop the black-faced man, let the washerwoman enter the room with her daughter in her arms, and followed him in.

Looking at the room facilities, it is probably the residence of the mother and daughter. The inside is steamy and full of washed clothes waiting to be ironed.Two or three large wooden basins were placed on the ground. As soon as the little girl entered the room, she automatically and consciously squatted on the edge of the wooden basin in the farthest corner, with her back to them, and began to wash vigorously.

Gretel pointed casually, and a sheet flew up, and the void unfolded, covering the little girl behind.Only then did the washerwoman breathe a sigh of relief, and Gretel hung up another sheet for herself, then sat behind the sheet, took off her shoes and socks, and let the washerwoman scrub them quickly.Across the curtain, I chatted with her amiably:
"How much money can you make washing a piece of clothing like this?"

"Look, look at the size...the big one is a copper coin, the small one is five coins a coin...the boss will have to draw a fee..."

"How much can you earn that day?" Gretel frowned: "The boss is that man just now?"

"One day... a bit better, 5 coppers, bad luck, only 3... the boss is him, he will pick up the work, and share it with us..."

Gretel frowned.He still remembered that when he was in Hartland, a loaf of black bread and a copper was enough for him for a day.There are two mothers and daughters in front of them. Is a piece of black bread enough for them?Looking at it this way, the house may not be theirs, and they still have to pay rent and buy charcoal for ironing clothes...

"By the way, how do you usually eat? Do you cook it yourself? Where do you get water?"

"It's just... in the river next to it..."

Just that messy smelly river?
Even if there is no plague, that kind of river water can knock down healthy people in minutes!
Gretel's complexion suddenly became as ugly as it could be.

Hearing his silence, the washerwoman became even more afraid to speak.She lowered her head to dry the shoes and socks, sent them to Gretel through the curtain, and took his pants to wash them.Just after soaking the clothes in the water, the wooden door popped open with a bang, and a high-top leather boot covered in mud stepped in, almost stepping on the water basin:
"Lola! I borrowed the money half a year ago, when will you pay it back!"

The washerwoman flinched reflexively.Before she had time to raise her head, she threw herself down to protect the water basin, then raised her head tremblingly:

"Mr. Robert, pay it back next month, I will definitely pay it back next month..."

"Must?!" The visitor sneered. "You already owe me 15 silver coins! 15! If you don't pay it this month, the interest rate will be 2 gold coins! How much money can you get for washing clothes for a month? If you don't pay it at the end of the month, it will be from my Get out of the house!"

"Mr. Robert!" The washerwoman said in a panicked voice.The man paced a few steps in the room, and suddenly laughed:
"Forget it, I, Robert, am also a kind person, and I won't drive you to a dead end. How about this—you hand over little Jenny to me, and I'll introduce her to a job? She looks good and knows a few Words, should be able to get a good price..."

"Mr. Robert!"

The washerwoman cried out horribly.The heavy footsteps didn't stop, and they approached the corner of the house.After a while, there was a soft cry of surprise from the corner, followed by the sound of the water basin being overturned, kicking, struggling, and cries for help:

"Mother! Mother! Mother—"

"Oro, tell him to stop!"

boom boom boom boom-

Aurora lifted the curtain and came out, a series of spell missiles directly blasted the uninvited guest away.After a while, there were only two mages left in the room. They lowered their heads slightly and looked at the mother and daughter who were embracing each other.

"Little sister, are you literate?"

Gretel said softly.The washerwoman hugged her daughter tightly, lowered her head tremblingly:
"Yes, yes... I taught her a little..."

It is really rare that both of them are literate, in this world where the average literacy rate is touching.Gretel didn't ask why the woman was literate, and bent down, trying to make himself smile a little more friendly:
"So, you two, how about working at my house? I just bought a new house, and I just need a maid to tidy up the house..."

(End of this chapter)