Mr. Potato when he went to the Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory.

Captain Drake is also on his way to the dyeing factory with a doctor.

When he heard the news of Doug's illness, he looked worried.

However, the medical skills of doctors in this era are just the same thing. However, a profession that can provide therapy is respected at all times.

As it happens, the flu has been all the rage in New Haven lately.

There are so many people who get sick.

Whether it is a more formal hospital or a doctor who instructs patients to roll around and treat diseases, it is difficult to find them alone.

Fortunately, Drake found a medical student.

This young-looking medical student is said to have excellent to outstanding medical skills, but his personality is more withdrawn and perverse.

Other medical students, even if they don't know very well, are still seeing people. He never knew where he had disappeared.

Lucky Drake, who had just heard about this man's brilliant deeds, met his real person.

When he heard the news that Doug Claydon, the owner of Claydon's dyeing factory and the father of Monopoly, was sick, he offered to go to Doug's residence and provide treatment to Doug.

Everything went smoothly beyond Drake's imagination.

even gave him the illusion that he had fallen into some kind of trap.

However, the handsome medical student in front of him was wearing a rare white coat, and his tall figure did not look like a bad person.

Besides......

Drake has a revolver pinned to his waist, and if the medical student makes any moves, he can quickly draw the gun, open the safety, and shoot from the waist in two seconds.

Even if this medical student is beaten to death, what can be done?

In the United States, it's strange that there are no shootings, isn't it?

Drake, his bodyguard Alan, and three medical students, breathing white air, arrived at the Claydon Printing and Dyeing Factory.

Security guard Nathan, although he had known Drake for a long time, and was more familiar with it.

However, he still asked Drake and his party to write their names, the time of coming, and the purpose in the register.

When I learned that the handsome and somewhat jealous medical student was actually a doctor. Nathan's stinky face was put away.

The profession of a doctor is sacred because everyone gets sick and one day puts themselves in the hands of doctors.

As soon as the three of them entered the stairs leading to the second floor of the "Monopoly" workshop, Mr. Potato arrived.

"Is Monopoly produced here?" said the medical student, who was halfway up the stairs and looked condescendingly at the working women at the corner of the stairs.

Due to the presence of several stoves in the workshop, it is not cold at all in the workshop.

Although the workshop was full of wind due to its airtightness, there were no more cases of frostbite among female workers.

As for those original child laborers, under the guidance and encouragement of those two teachers, they have entered the rhythm of learning according to this textbook.

One small test a week, one high school test in January, and one big test in half a year.

Doug's examination system with bonuses as the core has made many children miserable, but also many children are happy.

Although the two priests have good writing skills, they can pass the level of text-related lessons.

However, it is difficult for them to talk about natural sciences.

They can only teach themselves while teaching students.

It's not that Doug didn't think about asking Tom to teach the children what natural science is, after all, a good chemist and explosives scientist like Tom must be able to bring out many excellent apprentices.

However, Doug was afraid that if he did get Tom, his printing and dyeing factory might blow up at some point.

The printing and dyeing factories were all blown up, but it was nothing.

There are so many idle factories, just buy another one.

However, the children who have been educated for a period of time die and will never come back.

Although in the eyes of others, these children are nothing more than stinky slugs, inferior cubs.

But, in Doug's view, they do have seed after seed.

If these seeds can take root and become solid material, Doug will have an unimaginable fortune at that time.

The most valuable thing in the nineteenth century was talent.

However, in this day and age, people who are slightly better can achieve something.

Collecting them is like playing a game gacha.

If you can't draw it, if you don't draw it, it's not your own need.

These two problems, only the strength of krypton gold is strong enough to be completely ignored.

But if you have money for kryptonite, why not print the cards yourself?

Even if there are a lot of waste products in these cards, as long as they are cultivated steadily, Doug's reserve talents will not be broken.

Moreover, the sound of Lang Lang reading is like a powerful range buff magic.

The female and male workers who heard the sound of the children reading seemed to be more motivated and motivated to work.

The medical student faintly heard some sounds of reading, but he didn't ask this time.

Drake finds Doug's secretary, Winnie, who arranges a time to meet.

Doug was still resting in the bedroom, Winnie went in to report the situation, and when the three Drake went in, Doug, who was working on the bed, just put down the pen in his hand.

"Captain, Alan, you're here, I'm fine, just a little cold, who is this?" Doug looked at someone he didn't know, and only said an innocuous word.

Drake pushed out the white coat medical student next to him and said, "This is Jack, an excellent medical student, I heard that Brother Doug is sick, I specially found him to see you sick." ”

"No need to see a doctor. Doug, who still had some abnormal red on his face, shook his head with a smile.

Joke.

He will not let the quacks of this era treat himself.

"Mr. Doug, you still have a fever and you need treatment. Jack took a step forward and said in a somewhat forceful tone.

"It's just a cold, no surprise, it will be fine in four days. Doug said.

"Four days? Can you be at your command? I can check your body. Jack lifted his hand and tried to touch Doug's forehead with the back of his hand.

When his hand ran over the tip of Doug's nose, Doug's nose, although not very breathy, could smell something special.

This is......

Doug's face also darkened, and he roared in a low voice, "Get rid of your hand that just touched the dead body!"

Hearing the word "dead corpse", everyone present moved their bodies unnaturally.

It's not that you haven't seen dead people.

Rather, once the dead body is associated with the doctor, it becomes uncomfortable.

In the era when there was no formal source of corpses, where did the medical autopsy of the corpse come from?

Jack also paused slightly when he heard Doug's words, and after a moment he smiled and took his hand back and sniffed it horizontally in front of his nose.

He asked curiously, "I only smell the ashes, how do you know that I just finished dissecting a dead body?"