66 South 12th Block, Medical Center.

From the hospital bed, Mars slowly opened his eyes and saw a green humanoid in a white coat standing on the table.

His huge head was flanked by two large pointed ears that stood up, his entire face was covered with fat stacks, a large nose was placed in the middle, and his skin was light green, making him look very ugly.

The green humanoid creature stared at Mars, its green eyes rolling as if thinking about something, and when he saw Mars wake up, there was a flash of anticipation in his eyes.

"Goblins, Demolitionists?"

Mars asked calmly, but his heart was beating wildly, how could that murderer be here, was he here to kill him?

The magic power is surging slowly, but the mental power seems to be a little insufficient, and the magic control is a little difficult.

"No, no, no...... I'm not that disgusting murderer, introduce myself, I'm the director of Medical Clinic No. 66, you can call me Lord Eugene. ”

The ugly, diminutive goblin waved his hands and looked haughty.

Mars was stunned for a moment, and stopped the magic surge, "Lord Eugene, did you save me?"

There are 300 medical centers in the Alliance Medical Center, all over the Holy City, providing medical services to the people of the Holy City, and the No. 66 Medical Center is the medical center in the South Twelfth Block, and Mars is the prince of Sunset City in the outside world, and there is no aristocratic status here, so it is not an exaggeration to call it Lord Eugene.

However, the medical clinic is only a low-level medical institution, which is a bit ...... Could he be a high-ranking healer or a high-level healing mage?

Thinking of this, Mars suddenly thought of his own curse and voodoo.

Eugene was still standing on the table, he walked around the table with his hands behind his back, "You just exhausted your mental power and magic power, you belong to mental power and magic exhaustion, but don't do it next time, because doing so will hurt your body and memory, especially your body, which looks quite healthy, but is actually weak." ”

Exhaustion, Mars also understood, he didn't expect to have damage to his body, "Thank you, Lord Eugene, for reminding you...... Lord Eugene, take the liberty of asking, are you a high-ranking medical officer or a high-level healing magician?"

The goblin who was pacing on the table suddenly stopped, a hint of cunning flashed in his cloudy eyes, and said, "The director of this is a senior medical officer of the medical center, what do you have to ask?"

"Senior Medical Officer?" Mars felt a hint of disappointment in his heart, but his face remained calm.

The medical officers of the medical center are proficient in surgical treatment and have specialized in herbalism and human anatomy, and the senior medical officers also mean that they are very skilled and have a deep understanding of herbalism.

However, for Mars, it is impossible to lift the curse and voodoo.

Eugene is obviously not an ordinary goblin, he can serve as the director of the medical center in the Holy City of the Terran Race, and he is not an ordinary goblin, and the nose of the goblin is not ordinarily sensitive, he has already smelled two different smells on this young man.

This should be the smell of curses and voodoo!

What is the identity of this young man, who can be taught high-level curses and high-level voodoo? The person who casts and poisons is at least a high-level magician, and he is very skilled in curses and voodoo.

At this moment, Eugene became intrigued by Mars's identity, and he smelled money.

"Tell me, do you have anything to hide, I can help you with all I can, of course, you have to pay a fee!" Eugene showed his big yellow teeth.

Marston was vigilant, he smelled a sense of conspiracy, could it be that someone really wanted to harm me? But Eugene was a senior medical officer, and his words tempted Mars, perhaps the senior medical officer was extraordinary?

He looked at Eugene, a flash of disgust in his heart, but still said, "Lord Eugene, the reason for my disabled legs is this......"

After listening to Mars's statement, Eugene frowned slightly, and then said slowly: "Mr. Mars, I cautiously tell you that the high-level curse and high-level voodoo in your body could have been expelled with the high-level blessing technique, but unfortunately, this curse and voodoo have been fused with your body, even if there is a Holy Rank healing magician, it can't be exorcized......"

Mars's eyes froze, and though he couldn't believe the ugly goblin's words, there was no doubt that the curses and voodoo in his body were true. According to Mary, a Holy Rank Mage is needed to remove curses and voodoo, but the Goblin actually says that Holy Order Heal Mages can't either.

This made him a little flustered, but looking at the goblin's cunning eyes, he suddenly had an idea, "Mr. Eugene, the cost is not a problem, as long as it can heal my legs, it can be done at any price." ”

"Hehe, is it okay for anything?" Eugene smiled as a profiteer.

The book says that goblins love money and are greedy, and that's true, but as long as they can heal their legs, Mars thinks it's all about talking.

"Of course, any price can be paid, but don't lie to me, deception is not good for you, I know many high-level magicians and high-level knights!"

Eugene smiled "hehe" and said, "That's natural, Eugene will definitely be able to heal your legs, and I'm just earning a little intermediary fee!"

"Brokerage fees?" Mars didn't understand the term.

Eugene smiled and said, "It's just a little bit of employment fee...... I'll take you to a place where someone will heal you, and you just need to give me a little bit of hard work. ”

"I see!" Malston realized, it seemed that the goblin did not do this kind of thing in a normal way.

He couldn't help but feel a little interested in the place Eugene was talking about, could there be a Holy Order Healing Mage?

Mars looked expectant and asked, "When are we going, Mr. Eugene?" and your ...... How much is the brokerage fee?"

Eugene's ugly face showed a look of embarrassment, and said: "In my line of work, although I am a senior medical officer, my monthly salary is only three gold knives and fifty silver coins, and this is still my position as the director, otherwise, like an ordinary senior medical officer, it is only two gold knives." ”

"But I had to feed our family, nearly twenty people, so I had to work an extra job. ”

"My fourth lady also just gave birth to a baby......"

Mars was speechless for a while, this goblin is enough, it actually sells miserably in front of him, he is a little impatient, he hates this kind of person who is not straightforward enough, no, goblin, "Eugene, how much do you want for the intermediary fee!"

"My 80-year-old mother got sick a few days ago. Eugene saw that Mars's eyes were not good, so he stopped, "Mr. Mars, you just look at it, if your family is rich, you can give 10,000 gold knives!"

"What, ten thousand gold knives, then you can rob the vault!" Mars lost his patience completely, not that he didn't want to heal his legs, but he was disgusted with the goblins.

It can only be said that Mars is still too young to hold his breath, but this does not mean that he is a fool, and he will not be overflowing with sympathy because of a few words from goblins.

"Metal knives!" Mars snapped.

"No, five thousand golden knives!" Eugene immediately lowered his price.

"Six Golden Knives!"

"A thousand gold knives, I'm tired!"

"Seven Golden Knife, I don't have much money, and I still have to pay for treatment!"

"The five hundred golden knives are always fine!"

"Eight Golden Knife ......"

Mars was very tired, he was a proud prince, but at the moment he had to bargain like a small man in the market!

"Fifty golden knives, my last bottom line!" the goblin's eyes were red, and he wanted to eat people.

"You're just a broker, just earn some intermediary fees, ten gold knives, if you can't pull it down, I'll be cured!" Mars was also ruthless, not wanting to compromise.

The goblin shouted angrily, "Okay, deal!" but you have to give me half of it first, and when it's done, give the rest!"

Mars had a trace of disdain in his heart, this was the goblin, greedy and selfish, he couldn't figure out how the Holy City of the Terran Race could let such a goblin be the director of the medical center.

"Call my squire in!" Mars closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the goblin again.