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

Chapter 37
Gretel's own home is actually near Uncle Karen's.After he got home, he couldn't sleep for a long time. He tossed and baked the pancake on the bed for a while, then jumped up and lit the oil lamp, planning to organize the things he would use to learn magic tomorrow.

The cottage was Gretel's own home and the only real estate left to him by his original father.The house is not big, there is only one room in total, about 20 square meters.Gretel looked around and saw the bottom at a glance by the faint light of the oil lamp.

Although the area is small, the quality of the house is actually good.The windows are shutters made of wood, and over time, there have been many gaps.A slight cool breeze blew from the crack of the window and hit him, and Gretel shivered.

The furniture in the house is all there should be.A double bed, a wardrobe, and a washbasin on a cabinet by the bed.The square table by the window is probably used for eating, with two chairs on the side.One of them had a broken leg, so he could only lean against the wall, with two bricks under it, barely keeping his balance.

On the other side of the room stood a wooden frame against the wall, on which hung a set of leather armor, which was quite delicate and inlaid with a lot of copper pieces.There was a big sword standing beside the leather armor. Grete weighed it in the past, but couldn't hold it at all. It should be the weapon used by the original owner's father.

Leaning over and looking down, a wooden box was stuffed against the wall under the bed, which was the box of books left by the original owner's father.

Books must not be brought to the Mage Tower.Gretel thought for a while, dragged out of the bookcase, and dug out a quill pen with half of its wool and a small bottle of ink that was about to dry up.He removed a few more books, took out a small roll of rough hemp paper, and spread it out to see that there were only five or six sheets.

Is this how the predecessor learned to read, learn to write, and use all the rest?

If you are not allowed to transcribe and can only take notes, these pen and paper will be used for the first day... Barely enough...

Gretel sighed heavily.He put the pen and paper in his backpack, pushed the bookcase back to the bottom of the bed, blew out the oil lamp, and lay down on the bed with his limbs stretched out.Drowsiness came over almost immediately, and in the darkness, Gretel thought half-consciously:
"Oh...it has become a family with a house..."

In his previous life, he was unmarried, and his salary was low. Seeing the linear increase in salary and the exponential increase in housing prices, he decided to buy a house very late.After paying the down payment and repaying the loan for half a year, the key has not yet been received, and I have crossed.

Couldn't be more tragic.

Fortunately, there is a room after crossing over.No matter how old it is, it is still a house.It is still a brick and wood structure, which is much better than the dilapidated wooden house I saw yesterday.

【Your residence has surpassed 85% of the houses in the city, please keep it up】

If he brought a system when he crossed over, at this moment, he would probably give such a prompt, right?
I slept soundly this night.It was not until the loud crowing of chickens cut through the morning light that Gretel opened his eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed.

Mage apprentice!

I'm going to learn magic!
Ouch, I'm still sleepy... Yesterday, I had an overnight operation at the Necromancer, and I hurried back to the city in the morning to study at the Magic Tower.Then he went back to the military camp, rescued people, gave lectures, and tossed to the Temple of the Goddess of Spring Water. This intensity has caught up with working overtime in his previous life!

Forget it, wash your face with cold water.Gretel jumped out of bed, hummed and began to wash.There was no such thing as a bathroom in the hut, and the washbasin at home was empty.Gretel tried to search his memory, only to remember that the well was half a block away...

He went out to solve a personal problem and came back with a bucket of water.Wash your face and brush your teeth, clean yourself up and down, open the closet and take out the two only two shirts, and compare them back and forth:

Both shirts are long sleeves, one dark and one light.The light-colored one was already too small, and it was so tight that I couldn't bend my elbows.The dark one is the right size, but there are several patches on the elbows and cuffs...

Gretel, one for his left hand and one for his right, hesitated.All that was left in the wardrobe were waistcoats. When I went to the Magic Tower yesterday, Master Gehrman wore a robe, and Eliot, who was blasted out, was also a robe, and even the servant who answered the door was wearing a shirt and vest... …

In the end, it is to learn, and it can be seen to the naked eye that it is the bottom layer of the magic tower, so try to dress as modestly as possible.There are enough difficulties, there is no need to create additional difficulties.

So...which one to wear?

He went back and forth, and in the end he gritted his teeth and changed into the dark old clothes.Just as I was about to put on my shoes, someone knocked on the door outside the hut:

"Little Gretel, little Gretel!"

"I'm here, Aunt Erin!"

Gretel jumped up and responded loudly.He didn't bother to put on his shoes, and jumped over to open the door with bare feet.As soon as the door opened, Aunt Erin's thin palm clapped on his shoulder:
"Little Gretel, aren't you going to the Magic Tower today? Why are you dressed like this? Come on, put on this dress, this is something your brother Raymond made newly. Before you get on your body, Auntie changed it for you. Breakfast Have you eaten yet? Auntie even prepared lunch for you, remember to bring it with you!"

"Aunt Erin!"

Gretel blurted out a cry.A warm current surged in his chest, his chest heaved twice, and finally he said in a low voice:

"Auntie, this is what Brother Raymond is going to wear for Midsummer—"

"Don't worry about that kid!"

Aunt Erin shoved the clothes into his hands.Unable to say anything, he pushed him around in a circle, slapped him again, and urged him to change his clothes:
"Just that kid, if you wear good clothes, you can't find a girlfriend in midsummer. Put it on, little Gretel, you go to learn magic, of course you need to wear good clothes!"

The slap was slapped, but Gretel couldn't dodge, and his shoulders immediately went numb.Gretel's face was bitter, and reflexively screamed:
"Ow—"

This unscientific!

This body, after all, is still a first-class soldier!
Facts have proved that even if the legendary warrior is slapped by the aunt who watched him grow up, the hit rate is 100%.Gretel was photographed swaying to and fro, so he had to hide away from the corner, hurry up, and put on new clothes.Aunt Erin pulled him to look left and right, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

"Oh, little Gretel, you're still beautiful in this dress! Auntie has watched you as a child since you were young—"

Gretel pulled her palm back.The tentacles are rough, the fingertips are pitted, and there are a few bloodstains on closer inspection. It is obvious that last night I rushed to work overnight, and my fingers were pricked more than once.Gretel sighed softly, clasped her rough, warm hands in palms, and closed her eyes.

"Health is tied to life, life is tied-"

He was silent.Between the palms, a thin white light lit up gently, and wiped it all the way along the woman's fingertips, fingertips, palms, and wrists.

Wherever he went, the lacerations healed and the stab wounds healed.On those hands that were soaked, beaten, and washed in cold water every day, a warm current dissipated the faint coldness between the bones.

"Little Gretel, don't..."

The woman's voice trembled slightly.Gretel opened her eyes, looked down at her soft and smooth hands, and smiled sincerely:
"Aunt Erin, thank you for your hard work."

(End of this chapter)