The doctor came.

Before Santiago savagely lifted him into the saddle, the doctor was holding the book, turning the yellowed pages, and studying intently.

Suddenly two men rushed in and tried to take him away, and at first he refused, and if Santiago hadn't covered his mouth, he would have shouted and called for the patrol soldiers.

Later, he heard the other party say that someone was injured and was about to die, so he quieted down and obediently followed.

Because in the Middle Ages, it was the doctor's duty to save lives, and he swore an oath to the Bible that saving lives was the first priority.

Saving people is the faith of doctors.

It's a pity that hundreds of years later, this once infinite profession of holy light has gradually changed its taste, and faith or something has long since fallen.

At the first sight of the unconscious primitive man, the doctor's expression immediately became nervous, put down the medicine box, and motioned for the soldier who was covering the wound for the primitive man to go away, and what he saw next made him take a deep breath and look solemn.

"There's so much bleeding, I have to stop the bleeding and close the wound!"

"Can you revive him?" Zheng Fei said anxiously.

"If Apollo can beat Zeus, he will survive. ”

The meaning of this sentence is obvious.

Except for those natives who had never heard of Greek mythology, everyone silently lowered their heads and sighed, looking sad.

"But I can try, maybe it will work, depending on his luck." The doctor added, and rummaged through the medicine chest for the herbs and tools he needed.

"Do you need a helper?" Zheng Fei only asked, and didn't say anything about idiots like you must save him, that would affect the doctor's mood.

"No, you go out first, and I'll call you if you need to. The doctor said calmly.

Zheng Fei twisted his eyebrows, took the guys out quietly, gently closed the door, walked out dozens of meters, and sat by the river to talk.

Harrison was also helped out, and the sharp pain in his throat kept his muscles congested throughout, a feeling that was much more painful than a stab in the body, because he didn't know how long he would have to suffer, and it seemed to be far away.

Zheng Fei picked up the river water and washed his face, looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and slowly, his thoughts stabilized.

After standing for a while, he came up to Harrison, frowned, and said, "When the doctor is done, let him show you too." ”

"Thank you. Harrison wanted to sigh and say that he had never been so miserable, but it hurt.

As the family's elite mercenary, Harrison is extremely powerful, and can defeat the Royal Knight Instructor in three moves, and he is at ease in every mission. He originally thought that only Brad was worthy of being his opponent in this world, but today, his worldview was completely washed away.

The primitive man's iron-like fingers, the explosive power of a fierce beast, and especially the most primitive and savage killing intent in his pupils made him still have palpitations in his heart until now.

At the moment when his neck was choked, he felt that he was not facing a person, but a complete devil!

Remembering this, his eyes swelled with unprecedented fear, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Tell me about the before and after you took the task. Zheng Fei bowed his head and gestured.

Harrison grinned and swallowed, moistening his splintering throat with hard work.

"Our family has stores in various countries, and we usually make money by selling cold weapons when we don't take orders, and each store can earn hundreds of silver coins every month."

"Okay! I'm not asking you to introduce the business, let's talk about the point!" Zheng Fei glared at him.

"It's like, my throat hurts like this, and so much nonsense!" Santiago added, waving his fist.

Harrison bowed his head silently, and then explained: "Half a month ago, I happened to go to inspect the shop in Florence, and a strange guest came, wearing a mask and a large-brimmed hat, and asked to hire me at a sky-high price of 100,000 silver coins. ”

"Then I came to Venice with him, and he arranged me in this chalet and made me stay here every day without leaving a single step. Not to mention me, the entire Harrison family has never taken on such a strange task, and I feel that it is very likely that there will be danger, but I can't say for sure, so I found a homeless man this morning, and gave him some money to go to Florence to help me deliver a letter, and ask for covert support. ”

"As soon as the homeless man had gone, my employer came back, and he hastily took off his coat, insisted that I put it on, told me to stay in the house and not run around, and then left without saying anything. ”

Speaking of this, Harris clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he said hatefully: "Now I know that he wants to kill people with a knife and kill me!"

Hearing this, Zheng Fei and Santiago glanced at each other and smiled without saying a word.

It seems that this special mercenary takes himself too seriously, and even thinks that Brad is only doing this to kill him, but in fact he is just being used as a scapegoat for tragedy.

This low roar tore at Harrison's throat in excruciating pain, and he gritted his teeth and pulled forward, gasping for air.

After a pause, he looked at Zheng Fei and asked, "You just thought I was Brad? In other words, my employer is Brad, right?"

Zheng Fei nodded.

"If I meet him again, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, ignored his complaints, and began to think carefully about what had happened.

After Brad escaped from the Exchange, he came here to give Harrison his clothes to avoid being tracked by the hounds.

But the clothes that had been worn on him for so long should have left that smell, so why did the tracker only smell Harrison's but not him?

There was only one possibility - his scent was masked by other pungent scents.

What could a pungent smell be?

Gradually, Zheng Fei fell into deep thought.

Seeing that everyone was silent, drowning in negativity, Santiago began to liven up the atmosphere again, pulling out a pair of cards from his pocket and shouting at everyone to gamble.

Zheng Fei walked a few steps to the side, sitting alone under the withered small tree on the riverside, staring at the endless river, distracted.

The fish, jumping out of the water, drilled back in.

Small fishing boats, drifting by, fishermen pointed at the people on the shore in surprise, and talked about it.

In this way, after a long time, Zheng Fei was playing back and forth in the water with his hands, and he really couldn't figure out how Brad disappeared.

Suddenly!

In front of him, a petal floated in, he immediately picked it up, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and frowned at the smell.

It didn't take a stalker with a keen sense of smell, even he could remember the smell, because he had smelled it not so long ago.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he quickly turned his head and shouted at Harrison, "Has your employer taken off his mask?"

"He did, but it was no different from wearing a mask, because he had a large scar on his face, as if it had been scalded by boiling water. (To be continued.) )