Throwing off the shopkeeper, Sean is extremely handy, not because of the noble reason of employing people, he is purely unwilling to invest too much energy in such small things.

What are you kidding, he doesn't really make money from this.

In this world where wealth is extremely polarized, 99 percent of the wealth is in the hands of the 1 percent, and the remaining 99 percent of the people only control the 1 percent of the wealth.

The restaurant is just to meet their own food needs, while doing some charity, accumulating a little reputation for themselves, and better integrating into the city.

What Sean really wants to open is still a medical clinic, his magic cultivation and medicine have reached a bottleneck, in Elena's words, everything that should be known is known, and what should not be known is also known, there is no problem with theoretical knowledge, and the rest can only rely on his own accumulation of experience and exploration and comprehension.

There is nothing more suitable than a medical clinic of your own, where you can study techniques and accumulate medical experience.

But the harsh reality has given Sean a blow to the head, and the medical culture in Solo City is even more conservative and backward than that of the Andis Mountain people.

At the very least, the Andes mountain people will not shy away from medical treatment, whether it is an ancestral herbal formula, a mountain god they believe in, or the strange prescriptions of the witch doctors in the village, as long as they can cure the disease, most of them will not refuse.

Sean's hair has not grown, and the wind and water that can be mixed is the best proof.

The city of Solo is a different story, with a large number of people who are followers of the Holy Aether, who believe that sickness is a punishment and test of the gods for believers, and that it is caused by lack of piety.

When they get sick, they often do not seek medical treatment immediately, but go to the church or monastery to repent, or to pray sincerely in front of the statue, and carry it hard, which is a gift from the gods and forgives him for his past mistakes.

When non-believers are sick, most of them go to churches or monasteries, and in addition to penitent prayers, they seek treatment from missionaries or monks, who usually work as part-time physicians and treat people free of charge.

If it can be cured, it is a gift from God, and if it cannot be cured, it means that the monks are not able to practice at home, and they are not devout enough to the gods to spread the gospel, and the victim will not be held accountable at all.

The priests who failed to heal also prayed and confessed before the gods, not for show, but because they believed in the theory.

Those who were treated by them received more praise than condemnation, and many unbelievers became devout and made all sorts of donations to churches and monasteries that healed themselves in amounts far greater than the cost of healing.

Sean once went to the largest church and monastery in Solo City with a devout heart to study, but he didn't even enter the gate - they were not open to the Andes.

This made Sean very disappointed in the world-famous Holy Aether Holy See, a church that has not even broken racial discrimination, and still hyped up the equality of all beings, isn't this pure self-deception?

It's no wonder that they can only nest in the core area of the Byron Alliance to stir up the wind and rain, and even the border leaders like the Manyu Army Leader are not welcomed.

The height of their own perspective determines the height of their own development, and if their high-level leaders are not aware of this, they still have a long way to go if they want to develop into the only church in the whole continent.

This did not bother Sean, but changed from the bright to the dark, and after some observation, he was disappointed, even the most famous monk doctor in Solo City, Jensen, the most commonly used non-prayer method, turned out to be the famous bloodletting therapy.

Two different worlds are strikingly similar in some developments.

Although there is no ancient Greece on the continent of Ashan, there is the ancient Andes Empire.

There were no doctors Hippocrates and Gallin, but there were oragosians, doctors who were honored all over the continent.

This discredited murderer became famous at the end of the Ancient Andis Empire, and was called the craziest warlock in the warlock world at that time along with the Mad King, the former in bloodline research, and the latter in disease research, but the number of people who died at the hands of Olagosen was far more than the people he saved.

When he was dying, Oragosien announced his greatest medical research, which was the doctrine of the four elements of Feng Shui, Fire and Earth, which later had a profound impact on the magic and medicine of the Ashan Continent.

He believed that everything in the world was made up of these four elements, including the human body, and that the blood flowing in the human body was not only a source of strength, but also a source of calamity, and it was through it that the epidemic flowed through the whole body, and put forward some theories about bloodletting, but before he could test it, he was burned at the stake by the rebels.

For a long time, fearful of it, the results of Oragosen's research were left in the pile of old papers, and it was only in recent decades that they were rediscovered.

Compared with the foolish means of using human excrement as a good remedy for hemostasis, even if it is wrong, it is based on a large number of clinical trials.

The monk doctor Jensen was one of them, and prayers, bloodletting, and honey water were his supreme tools for healing and saving people.

Headache, letting!

Back pain, letting!

Leg pain, letting!

Stomach aches, letting!

I have a fever, letting!

When I got to him, there was a process, first bleed, then a glass of honey water, and then he prayed on his behalf, as for whether it could be good or not, it was a matter for the gods.

The reason why the roses in his backyard are more delicate and red than ordinary people is because they are watered by the blood of a large number of patients, so they are also called blood roses.

Don't take this as an irony, on the contrary, it's a compliment, and many young lords and nobles have hired a retired knight to guard their back garden because it is fashionable for many young lords and nobles to get a bouquet of blood roses for their lovers.

Brother Jensen was not a heartless person, and if he came to his door to ask for it, most of them would agree, but he needed to give a little charity to the monastery, and the amount was not forced, even if it was a copper.

But most of the people who went to ask for blood roses were young and vigorous lords and nobles, how could they pull their faces down to do such a tasteless thing, not to mention that this was given to their sweetheart, if they really used a copper to get it, wouldn't it mean that they were only giving their lovers a cheap item worth a copper?

So alms are never less than one Byron coin, and if it is less than that, you are embarrassed to ask for a blood rose.

There is also a good story in which there was once a viscount from the royal capital, in the process of watching the gladiatorial fight, he met a beautiful and moving lady, in order to win the heart of this girl who fell in love at first sight, he came to admire it, for a bouquet of blood roses, and shot a thousand Byron gold coins.

At that time, it caused a sensation in the entire Solo City, and the result was naturally that this bold viscount lord hugged the beauty, and at the same time pushed the blood rose onto the altar of love, although it is rare to see a lord as bold as that viscount, but dozens of gold coins or even hundreds of gold coins change hands, and the lords and lords of Solo City can also afford it.

Now the Blood Rose is a new way to show off the wealth of Solo City, and the monastery where Brother Jensen is located has also become the largest monastery in Solo City from an ordinary monastery in just a few decades.

After hearing about this, Sean sighed greatly, Brother Jensen didn't care about his medical skills, but he was an expert in marketing, and he sold the blood rose, which was not worth a silver coin, for ten times or even hundreds of times.

In this context, Sean's medical clinic is no longer a door, and it has not been opened at all, which is in stark contrast to the endless stream of restaurants.

Sean was fully mentally prepared for this, without the reputation of a miracle doctor established in the Andes Mountains for more than ten years, plus an authentic Andes face, it would be hellish if someone could find him for treatment.

Even the young waiters in the restaurant took nearly a week to recruit, and this was still in the recession of Solo City, if there were other jobs, these young waiters would have already changed jobs.

Sean's medical clinic didn't target the ordinary people of Solo City from the beginning, which can be seen from the location of the storefront.

Sean targets gladiators, and the medical clinic is just across the street from Solo's world-famous world-class gladiatorial arena.

Affected by the war, Solo City basically did not hold a decent gladiatorial competition this year, and now that the big war has subsided, it is the practice of Solo City to hold a large-scale gladiatorial competition, and invitations have been sent.

A month later, the 13th Gladiatorial Tournament will be held as scheduled in the Solo Gladiatorial Arena, and in order to stimulate more people to participate, the championship of this year's gladiatorial competition has nearly doubled compared to previous years, reaching 50,000 gold coins, which is enough for countless people to fight for it.

At the beginning of the gladiatorial fight, Sean had no shortage of patients.

In fact, there is no need to wait for a month at all, and business will come to you in a few days.

In preparation for gladiatorial matches, it was not uncommon for slave owners to hold small-scale private gladiatorial fights, seven or eight of which Sean knew of.

As for whether those slave owners will ask Sean to heal their gladiators, that is not a problem, for the free service delivered to the door, those mercenary slave owners are unlikely to refuse - those monks do not include gladiators for free treatment, and they can't even pay for them, because gladiators do not belong to God's people.

In the past few weeks, Sean has not been idle, and has gone around Solo City, except for Faeron Castle, the corners of the entire city have basically been around.

The result was a big disappointment, and it was completely different from the image of the ancient city and castle with the beautiful picture that Sean imagined, not to mention the rough and messy building, the overall environment can be described in three words - dirty, messy, and poor.

Narrow lanes, cross-flowing sewage, muddy roads, dilapidated courtyard walls, houses that want to fall, numb people.

As a leader who rules over a land radius of thousands of miles, let alone those small towns and towns, in this environment, it is too normal for epidemics to break out from time to time, and once infected, it is a large area.

Not to mention the law and order, in the weeks he was around, he encountered an average of no less than ten blackmails, extortions, thefts, and robberies every day, and if it weren't for his good skills, he might have been sold as an Andesian slave by someone who was knocked out of a stick.

Not to mention the discrimination caused by Andes's identity, wherever he goes, there are people who stare at him like a thief.

The only thing worth commendating is only the Feron Castle, a mountain that has been bulldozed in half, like a mosaic entering, looking from a distance, it is full of a strong historical smell, I believe that even if there is a big difference between the imagination and the imagination, it will not be too big.