In Sean's eyes, the big knight is the best patient, you only need to eliminate some more deadly hidden dangers and wounds, to ensure that you are not infected, and even hemostatic drugs are not used much, and its strong body function will be cured automatically.

If you can ensure the supply of nutrients to the body, the strong resilience brought by a strong physique is more effective than any special medicine.

However, the patient is in a deep coma, and there is no way to replenish food, so he can only rely on the accumulation of the body in the past.

This was difficult for Sean, who was possessed by the kitchen god on the spot, combining alchemy and cooking skills, and soon boiled out a pot of high-calorie, high-nutrient liquid food, which added a bunch of medicinal materials that replenished qi and blood, inserted into the esophagus with a hose, and poured directly into the other party's stomach.

The most amazing thing is that this method, which is full of nonsense, not only does not toss people to death, but has miraculous effects.

On the third day, Mr. Valesta Butcher woke up, and on the fifth day, he was able to go to the ground to move, this kind of recovery speed that was almost against the sky, even Sean was dumbfounded, even if the body of the big knight was a monster, it was impossible for a monster to this extent, even if it was a champion knight, he could not do it to this extent, and he could only say that the nutritious porridge he boiled out played a huge role in it.

Sean made up his mind, and if he had time to do some research in this area, if he did it well, what was the difference between this and the blood vial in the game?

The first thing that the Valesta butcher can move is to eat, and he is not picky, all kinds of high-calorie and high-nutrient food, those who come are not afraid, the wounds crisscrossed on his body are like fishing nets, one a day, it is estimated that it will take less than two weeks, and most of them can be healed.

The only bad news, although the Valesta butcher was saved, there was a brain problem, not to mention complete amnesia, even his IQ dropped significantly, Sean's head dog, General Patton, could throw him eight streets, which was only the level of a seven or eight-year-old child, Sean had repeatedly examined his brain, and there were no obvious fatal injuries.

The problem is supposed to be inside his brain, and it is rumored that he used to take suspected psychedelic drugs before going to the gladiatorial arena, and it seems that the rumors are not groundless.

But the current Valesta butcher obviously can't ask why.

I don't know because Sean has been using magic power to help him drain the blood, and he has a natural sense of familiarity.

After waking up again, the reason why I saw Sean at first sight was actually a sense of dependence on him.

This situation made Sean very helpless, but Angel Bena was crazy with jealousy, and they also fought for a day and a night without blinking, why did such a good thing fall on Sean?

"Sir, I don't know if there is anything you need help with?

Seeing someone walking in the direction of the medical center, the young lobby manager Eller took two quick steps and greeted him with a smile on his face, and his outstanding performance recently was appreciated by Sean.

Now there are more and more complicated things in the medical center, and he needs a quick help Zhang Luo, so he was directly transferred, so far he has not lived up to Sean's expectations, and many trivial things are handled in all aspects, full of cleverness.

"Hmph, untouchables. The young man at the head, who was dressed in a flamboyant manner, didn't even look at Eller, and there was an air of arrogance all over him, and that disdain came from his nose.

A guard in dazzling silver armor beside him took the first step between Eller and the young man in Chinese clothes, and said with an angry face: "Can you speak? Which eye of yours sees us as if we are sick or injured?"

Eller has long been surprised by this kind of person, and has not been affected in the slightest, and still said with a smile: "I should fight, I said the wrong thing, what can I serve?"

"Call your boss out. "What kind of master has what kind of servant, the master has a lofty look, and the guards are naturally no exception, looking like I can't tell you.

"I'm sorry, our boss is treating patients, I'm afraid I won't have time to receive the two, and I invite Haihan, if you have any needs, you can tell me, I will try my best to meet the needs of the two." ”

Eller is also neither humble nor arrogant, what kind of jokes, just come to a cat or a dog, you have to call your boss out, isn't your boss going to be busy to death, what is the use of yourself.

"What are you?"

The guard's brows twisted into a pimple, obviously Ayler's repeated obstruction, which made him very dissatisfied, the most important thing is that his young master has already shown a trace of impatience, if he leaves an impression in the other party's heart, he is afraid that the head of the guard who has just been promoted will come to an end.

"I'm a waiter here, if you need anything, you can tell me directly, if you really need to see our boss, I will naturally inform you. ”

Seeing that the other party looked like he was purely troublesome, Eller was not to be outdone, since he accidentally learned of Anjibena's identity, his waist was much stiffer, Duke Borg's illegitimate daughter was in his own backyard, in Solo City, what else did they have to fear?

"Herbert, Herbert, is it really you? Are you really not dead?"

The young man in fancy costume, who had been looking up at the sky at a forty-five angle, and not doing so was not enough to show his arrogance, exclaimed in surprise, his tone full of disbelief and surprise.

He was talking to no one else, but the Great Knight Valesta Butcher, whom Sean and Angie Bena had rescued from the Grim Reaper not long ago.

Although the injuries of the Valesta Butcher have not fully healed, they are no longer serious, and the rest can be left to his strong physique - although his head was injured, his physical fitness was not affected at all, and after weeks of frenzied eating and drinking, the whole person seemed to have gained a lot of weight.

The butcher of Valesta was the most leisurely person in the entire medical center, and spent half of the day in a daze with the head dog General Patton, and the rest of the time was on the way to eat and find food, and now it was his lunchtime, and he habitually came with Patton to find Eyler, but he didn't want to collide with the young man in fancy clothes.

Eller next to him chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was bad, the main owner came to the door, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he took advantage of them not paying attention to him, and ran wildly to the backyard, he really couldn't handle this matter.

Eyler was a dispensable little transparency in their eyes, neither the young man in fancy clothes nor his chief guard had noticed Eyler's departure, and even if they did, most of them would not care, and now their attention was attracted by the resurrected Butcher of Valesta.

When they first heard that the butcher of Valesta was not dead, the young man in Chinese clothes thought that the other party was deliberately mocking him, so angry that he flipped the table on the spot and almost didn't duel with the other party.

But when he was told that his chief guard was not dead, but had been rescued by a body called a medical clinic and a corpse collector, Swendi began to be suspicious and came to see if he wanted to give it a try.

After all, Sir Herbert had been loyal to his family for many years, and he had been troubled by how to explain to his father and Sir Herbert's father, a veteran champion knight, when he returned.

If they knew that they had a lot of debts because they were addicted to gladiatorial matches, and that they had to force their captain of the guard to participate in gladiatorial matches, it would have a fatal impact on their inheritance, and their good brothers would inevitably use it against them.

If Sir Herbert hadn't died, things would have been much easier, and even if his black background was revealed, he could have been fooled by his mother's family connections.

Unexpectedly, not long after entering the door, Sir Herbert appeared in front of them, although he was now a big bald head, and his face was covered with criss-crossed, very oozing red scars, which was far from the original beautiful face, but the huge size of the other party could not be wrong.

Swendi was overjoyed, but the other party's reaction made him a little confused, the other party just glanced at him, and did not respond to his call at all, just like seeing a stranger who had nothing to do with him, walking to the side by himself.

This made Swendy furious, damn it, it was a slap in the face to show him, because he resented him for letting him participate in gladiatorial fights and causing him to almost die.

But when I played before, I didn't see you unhappy, but I was more excited than anyone else every time.

It was true that he let him participate in gladiatorial competitions, but his brutal behavior on the field was not instigated by him, for which he was full of complaints and offended many slave owners.

If it was just a normal gladiatorial fight without such a cruel method, it would not provoke the revenge of the champion knight Starbuck, and naturally there would be no follow-up, and now they can not only pay off their gambling debts, but also have a surplus.

Everything is ruined in your hands, you are embarrassed to shake my face, and besides, I am your master, even if something really goes wrong, you should not treat it with this attitude.

"Sir Herbert, do not forget who you are. ”

The new chief of the guard, in order to reflect his existence, reprimanded loudly, in fact, his heart was like swallowing bitter fruit, but he didn't expect the rumors to be true, Herbert really didn't die, he only served as the chief guard for less than two weeks.

The Valesta butcher's reaction was even more excessive, he didn't even look back, and looked deaf.

Swendy's lungs exploded, and he roared loudly: "Herbert, you don't have to get an inch, I order you to come and see me." ”

Valesta butcher twitched his nose like a dog, Scarface showed an innocent, innocent smile, and snorted and said, "Bun, like, bun, favorite, bun." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he turned the corner, there was a large basket of white and fat buns on his dining table, and the Valesta butcher did not sit on the seat, sat cross-legged on the ground, opened his bow left and right, picked up the steaming big bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and the adult fist-sized bun was one by one, and the small half of the basket was gone in the blink of an eye.

"Wang ...... Woo......" Barton growled in dissatisfaction.

The butcher of Valesta hesitated to pick the smallest bun, handed it to Barton and said, "Bun, yours, eat." ”

Barton glanced at the Valesta butcher with disdain, jumped directly on the table, and picked a thin-skinned one with a lot of filling to eat on his own.

The Valesta butcher was not angry, and when he saw that Barton didn't want to give it himself, he stuffed it into his mouth with his backhand, and ate it with relish, ignoring Swendy, who was about to explode next to him.