Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 35 The Growth of Little Henry
At night, in the basement.

Little Henry trembled all over: "What is this?"

A bloody body lay silently on the workbench.

He originally thought it was a human corpse, but it didn't look like it. Humans don't have fangs and claws.

Ivan blocked the exit: "It's a werewolf, I caught it by accident."

"Little Henry, our task is to dissect it clean and fully understand every inch of its body."

Little Henry couldn't believe it: "Can werewolves understand? They are the enemies of God."

"Werewolves have nothing to do with God."

Ivan smiled: "I know you are an atheist, you don't need to use God as an excuse."

"Werewolves are actually a member of the natural world, essentially no different from the sheep and dogs we see every day."

"Also, don't forget your mother."

"She just lived a good life, are you willing to let her go back to a poor life like this?"

Little Henry gritted his teeth: "Okay, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Two weeks later, Ivan and Little Henry finally processed the werewolf's body. They made an appointment with the sheriff and sent the specimen to the city council.

"You are very good, Your Excellency the Sheriff."

The mayor patted the sheriff's shoulder lightly, and his amazed expression undoubtedly made him extremely useful.

"Such a terrifying monster, how did you defeat him?"

"I thought, this must be an uphill battle."

Sheriff Henry felt that his approach was as correct as ever. The werewolf corpse was stored with Ivan for a week. Not only did it not have the cold and stiff feeling of ordinary corpses, but it was more bloodthirsty than a beast.

The spine of a werewolf is made of wood, and the other joints are nailed together.

In this way, when its body becomes hard, it can always maintain the preset movements.

Ivan made a ferocious gesture of snapping and biting for this werewolf. The claws were very strong, and they would look extremely sharp with a little polishing.

The mouth is open and closed, with the jaws separated approximately 45 degrees.

The upper and lower rows of teeth are neat.

Sharp and dense.

The fangs are like Bomi scimitars, which can easily penetrate the human body.

Not to mention these ordinary people with little knowledge, even the guards and Ivan himself would be less panicked.

Because this violent corpse specimen will always remind people of those thrilling scenes in the last combat career.

The nobles were all in shock. They supported each other and whispered about issues related to faith.

The Marquis of Condorcet showed the courage he had when he joined the army before, and he lamented the horror of werewolves in his heart.

"It is indeed a bit exaggerated."

"I mean, I've never seen a monster like it."

Baron Robespierre was a little skeptical: "I think this is a strong denial of the lord's brilliance, maybe it's just a hunter who deliberately put a wolf's skin on his body."

Sir Dowling retorted: "Never refute the credit of others because of stereotypes."

It seemed that Ivan's father knew very well who his political enemies were, so he nodded approvingly to the sheriff, and even deliberately walked in front of the specimen, showing a more exaggerated tone.

"Your Excellency the Sheriff, we all have seen your achievements. I have been hearing from my son Ivan before that there seem to be werewolves in the city. Please be careful not to go to the slums. I still don't think so."

"Yes, thanks to Ivan."

The sheriff gave back: "It is the clever Ivan who deduced the location of the werewolf."

"What a wonderful boy!"

Others are somewhat supportive.

And so the smile grew wider on Ser Dorian's face.

"Now your heroic act has brought about outstanding results, and I have avoided the unpredictable results that come out."

"I think there should be a celebration - so that citizens know how safe this city is."

The mayor and other city councilors nodded one after another, and they felt that they could share a little credit in this way.

Besides, Sir Dorian is a friend of Lord Mazarin.

No one will not give him face during this period, even Baron Robespierre, who has relatively opposite political views.

At least it will take some time to talk about it, and there are still some high-value commercial tax rates being discussed.

But no one thought of it.

The dark magnate caught a message in the words of Sir Dorian and the Sheriff.

I heard from Ivan that there seemed to be werewolves in the city.

Thanks to Ivan, the werewolf was found.

He began to think over and over again, and suddenly felt that this Ivan seemed to be a key person.

By the way, the doctor who examined Mazarin last time was this Ivan. Baron Robespierre suddenly realized that this Ivan had brought so many difficulties to him unconsciously.

His face darkened in an instant, and both father and son were like grasshoppers jumping up and down in front of him.

If you have the chance, be sure to give them a good look.

Ivan himself probably would not have imagined that he would become a thorn in the baron's side like this.

However, a thorn in the side is a thorn in the side.

The two families were originally political rivals.

Little Henry has been in the clinic for a week. In addition to learning medical skills from Ivan, he also needs to walk a few hundred meters to learn how to read and write with the hat shop clerk.

This is the task Ivan gave him.

You can't expect an illiterate doctor to be a good doctor.

Little Henry was useful, though.He can now diagnose and treat patients with simple conditions, which saves Ivan a lot of time.Before that, Ivan generally told patients who couldn't afford a lot of money to come and go wherever they came from.

Who wants to spend a lot of money to cure a person who only gives you a few hundred coppers?

Even this consultation fee is already quite high.

During this week, some big customers from other places came to Ivan for treatment.

This made him earn a lot of gold.

The stretched finances have finally recovered a lot.

Ivan is a very proud person. He thinks from the bottom of his heart that once he establishes a foothold in the city, he should not rely too much on the support of his family—anything that cannot operate by itself will often fail.

Of course, you have to take it.

Things that can take advantage can't be let go.

The problem is that the last time I took five thousand gold Lang from the family, if I ask Sir Dorian for money again, I am afraid that these feudal patriarchs will feel dissatisfied with their careers, who will always support a It's a bottomless pit.

Ivan has a plan.

He wants to build a hospital.

A real hospital with hundreds of employees.

At that time, I don't need to hide in the narrow basement to study all the time, and I don't need to smell the rotting smell of werewolf flesh and blood every day.

And this kind of large medical institution is also good for itself. The first point is that it can treat more people and earn a lot of money.

The second point is that my subordinates seem to be recognized by the healing system, and their medical behavior can be recognized as partial medical treatment, earning half of the healing points.

The proportion is not high.

But if you take the amount, it is not a small amount.

However, he has not yet grasped the benefits of being able to enjoy the benefits of such a large medical institution alone.

Ivan looked down at the little mouse in the cage and found that its hands and feet had no strange joints. He even shook his head. He had to wait until his research was successful before he had the confidence to blatantly challenge human concepts.

(End of this chapter)