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

Chapter 7 Which god to look for to take the blame?Waiting online, very urgent
Divine Revelation?

Captain Karen's eyes suddenly lit up.

The previous healing technique greatly boosted his vitality.Coupled with the excitement brought by the good news, two light reds even flew on his pale cheeks due to blood loss:
"Apocalypse? Great, little Gretel!"

Gretel's heart warmed.He knew why Uncle Karen was so happy: becoming a clergyman, even the lowest clergyman, for an ordinary soldier who was originally the city guard, was equivalent to a step across the hierarchy.From the civilian class, directly into the middle class.

For the most intuitive comparison, look at the burlap vests on several of their warriors, and the fine linen robes with small freckles.

Not to mention, without the study and training of the church, you can directly obtain divine inspiration——

Saints!
Voters!
O God Blessed One!

An avenue to the sky, just in front of you.

Regarding the luck of others, there are people in this world who are full of jealousy and hatred, and some people are indifferent, and this Uncle Karen is really happy for the owner of this body and the child he has watched grow up...

Gretel's heart was soft and warm, and he smiled back.However, the next moment his smile froze on his face. After Uncle Karen in front of him was happy, he immediately asked:

"Which god?"

Gretel: "..."

Yeah, which god?It is said that his medical skills should be under the control of medical gods, so Shennong, Bian Que, Hua Tuo?It seems that something is not quite right. All of these people are Western faces. It's not right for you to pretend to be a Chinese god!

Or Apollo?Asclepius? ... Hippocrates?

No, this is another world, how many local gods are there... Which god is better at talking, and if he is touched, he will not be chopped to death...

Time is tight and requirements are high. Which god should I find to take the blame?
Waiting online, very urgent...

The new version of Gretel Nordmark flicked the memory of the original owner with the fastest speed.There are also several temples in Hartland City, the temple of the god of war, the temple of the goddess of spring water, the god of nature... the god of nature does not seem to have a temple?

As for what are these divine vocations?
Which god has a better temper?
What is the style of the clergy?
It's over, why can't I remember...

The only thing he could feel was a throbbing pain in his head.

Gretel reached out and touched it subconsciously, a bag bulged on the back of his head, and it was a little wet, like bleeding.Gretel's breath suddenly tightened, thump thump thump, and the speed of his heartbeat suddenly increased.

Brain trauma!

Amnesia!

By the way, I can't remember what happened before I passed out. Is this retrograde amnesia?
Is this body a concussion?

Will there be intracranial hemorrhage?After a day, three days, or ten days and a half months, will I faint again, or have a headache, nausea, vomiting, hemiplegia or something?

There's no CT to do in this damn place...

calm! ! !

Gretel forced himself to stop letting go of his thoughts.Since I've crossed over, I won't be so unlucky. I can't remember that it must be because the memory has not been integrated, and it will not be retrograde amnesia caused by traumatic brain injury!
Whose traveler will be brought down by the original owner's injury!If the bullet goes through the temple or something, I can do it myself, not to mention I just hit a bag on the head!
Gretel tried to cheer himself up.He closed his eyes tightly and quickly rummaged through the fragmented and unintegrated memories.After racking my brains, I only found some fragments-

no way.Worshiping gods is something that only people with money and leisure can do.A poor man like the original owner would go to worship two or three times a year.

Every time, standing in the crowd of Wuyang Wuyang outside the temple, I stood on tiptoe and glanced at the robes of the priests.Whether you can see the magic, this is just a matter of fate...

What about receiving treatment, learning Chinese characters from the clergy, the original owner has never experienced such a good thing since he was a child.

By the way, in the center of Hartland City, there is still a majestic and majestic Temple of Light with a spire higher than the city lord's mansion opposite.Now the whole temple is vacant there, and the clergy inside was kicked out three years ago...

It seems that I have never seen other temples in my impression.Well, now it's easy, choose one of three.

Get rid of God of War first.

Gretel glanced to the side with some guilty conscience.He remembered now that the little priest John belonged to the Temple of the God of War, and the shield embroidered on the chest of the robe was the simplest version of the logo of the God of War, which was reserved for low-level priests.

Lying in front of other people's subordinates always made Gretel feel a lot of psychological pressure.

And to be honest, the God of War is a god of fighting and killing, and even the clergy, they all disagree with you.I can't be bothered. If they know that I'm bullshitting, the priests of the entire temple will send out with the soldiers, and they won't cut me into pieces?
Then give up the spring goddess who doesn't sound tall, but looks like a weak god.This kind of god name, the kind of god power that is properly weak, cannot be upgraded in 10,000 years.Follow along, there is no future.

Only the god of nature remains!
Well, it feels like the priesthood is broad and the ceiling is high.In many online novels Wu Zhou has read, the god of nature seems to be the main god...

Gretel's eyes were firm, without hesitation:

"The God of Nature!"

"The god of nature..."

Captain Karen's fiery gaze dimmed.Beside Wu Zhou, Brother Raymond, Archer Tang En, Shield Warrior Wally, and the freckled little priest John, sighed in disappointment one after another.

Gretel's heart skipped a beat.He couldn't be more familiar with this look. In the past life, every time he made a choice that was not so good, but it was already his current limit at a node in his life, he could always see someone else's look like this.Teacher's, mother's, ex-girlfriend's...

"Aren't you going to continue studying for a Ph.D.? Yes, it's really difficult for your family... so be it!"

"Emergency department? ... It's really difficult to stay in the first hospital in the province, so let's go to the emergency department!"

"Going to aid Africa for a year? Just to be promoted to deputy director quickly? ... Well, it's up to you!"

It seems that the god of nature is not a good choice...

Is it still time for me to change my mind and say it's God of War?

Or the goddess of spring water?

In such a daze, he missed the opportunity to change his mouth.After Captain Karen was disappointed for a while, he immediately put his hands on his chest and murmured a prayer: "Thank you for the grace of the God of Nature..."

"Thank you for the grace of the God of Nature!" Beside Grete, a group of soldiers prayed in unison regardless of their beliefs.

Even the freckled little priest lowered his head solemnly, paying homage to the god of nature.

Gretel was silent.

As soon as the words are spoken, the horse is hard to follow.

If it is said that it is the god of nature, there will be no substitutions—or gods.

Digging a pit is a good idea, filling the crematorium, he still thinks about how he wants to continue to get along with the god of nature, which can not only make good profits, but also can’t help it...

Just thinking of this, a group of people finished their prayers, and they raised their heads and looked at him with burning eyes.Brother Raymond, the nephew of Captain Karen, asked with his hair:

"Little Gretel, what are we going to do next? Still moving forward?"

Gretel snapped back to his senses.

He looked around quickly.Except for Captain Karen who was seriously injured and powerless, he had closed his eyes and rested, and the little freckles had nothing to do with him following the team. Looking at him, expectantly.

Looking at it like that, the next step is whether to go or stop, whether to move forward or return, just wait for him to say a word.

isn't it...

My divine revelation, it, it is fake!

(End of this chapter)