Benedict was invited into the inner chamber by the 'woman' of Thrushcross Lodge.

He carefully straightened his shirt.

I just smelled a special fragrance in the room, and the smell was particularly intoxicating.

On both sides of the bed, there are three servants on each side, who are responsible for serving tea, pouring water, gargling and wiping sweat.

The girl who sat at the head of the 'bed' was no more than twenty-three years old, but she looked a little haggard due to the disease.

As soon as the old man came in, the girl spoke intermittently, "Show the Bishop, come closer, come closer, yes, be beside me."

Benedict, on the other hand, sat there upright and asked, "How long has your child been ill, and what kind of 'medicine' do you usually take?"

"The master's illness lasted for almost a year, and all the famous doctors in the neighborhood were invited. The servant on the side replied as instructed by the girl.

"Adults can call me Hydra, and I don't even remember what caused it."

Benedict nodded respectfully, and then listened carefully to the girl's pulse for a long time under the guidance of everyone on the side. According to my preliminary judgment, your spleen and stomach are weak, and according to common sense, you need to use warm things to make up for it, but the pulse is not stable, and occasionally there will be a few throbbings, which shows that the body is full of damp poison, and it is easy to have convulsions or night sweats at night.

"The adult's analysis is very thorough, unlike the previous quacks, and they don't do anything at all." The servants were both excited and a little indignant, they were glad that they finally had a reliable person who understood, and they were indignant that the doctor who had 'spended' a lot of money was completely 'messing' up their days.

The 'female' master reluctantly mentioned the 'spirit' and said with a smile: "It seems that the heavens are still fair.

Benedict shook his head, "As long as there are the following materials in the manor, I can make them overnight."

"Bitter gourd, coconut white, loquat, are not rare, let the big butler coordinate it, you can rest well tonight, you can come and read with me tomorrow morning." The girl who was half sitting at the head of the 'bed' was now half of her body lying down.

"Our master's greatest hobby is to read a lot of books, please be sure to say yes." The servants eagerly added.

Benedict would of course agree, as he pleases, and he himself is a good student of all kinds of texts, and he would be more than happy to see the books in the great estate.

That evening, the old man lodged in the Thrushcross Lodge in a very honorable and glorious capacity.

Since Hope Island itself is not particularly large and is surrounded on all sides by the Sea of Horrors, the weather is still very pleasant even in summer.

Benedict, in addition to thinking about helping the 'woman' to heal her master, also tried to think about how to deal with the Desserts.

The magical map that the 'spirit' and the female 'king' handed over to him and Valentine had already been shown to King Richard.Although the young Hope family trusted Bojiao, the prophecy of the destruction of the entire Bodie continent was still too alarmist.Benedict was well aware that although Richard didn't say anything to his face, his inadvertent subtle expression still showed his extreme skepticism on the matter.

The Deseth are temporarily blocked from Hope Island, but they will definitely make a comeback, and that Marshal Cripple has become the biggest danger in the entire Bodie continent, and he is the one who has been most affected by the Mind Flayer, and he is the only one who is clearly known to be controlled by the Mind Flayer.

The old man tossed and turned, and in the second half of the night he was hardly at peace.He thought of big things and small things.From business to 'private'.Tonya, Albert.One was his first love.The other was his own flesh and blood.There were so many things to rethink.Because he was getting older.Life doesn't wait for anyone.Benedict was very rarely shaken by his erudition.He finally fell asleep......

The next morning, several servants hurriedly woke up the old man, for their 'female' master felt a 'chest' and mouth tight.

Benedict took care of it a little, and took three steps and two steps, and went with the young men to find out.

At this moment, Hydra was lying on the 'bed' and could not speak, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her hair was floating helplessly around her face.

Ben knew that the situation was urgent, and he didn't say too much to greet.

While the crowd was panicked, eager to use both hands and feet, only Benedict seemed the most unhurried, and he followed the step-by-step, according to his own rhythm, to regulate the breath of the seriously ill 'woman' master.

In addition to being used to prevent the body from killing the enemy, there are also a lot of contents about health care, the former belongs to the external law, and the latter belongs to the mental method.

Benedict's spells on Hydra are not advanced skills, and after a year and a half of practicing in a church or monastery, anyone can use them.

Thrush Heights.The eyes of hundreds of people up and down are now focused on the old priest.This pressure can be imagined.

The more Benedict was at this critical moment, the more calm he became, he had no distractions, he didn't want anything in his head, his eyes were fixed on the patient in front of him, and he tried to find a way to 'force' the damp poison out of his body.

From top to bottom, he applied the skills he had cultivated over the years on the young girl's back, and gradually attracted the poisonous gas into the palm of his hand.

The biggest change that the layman can observe is that the sweat on Hydra's face is getting less and less, and the old man's body is gradually soaked with sweat.

The head of the Orion who accompanied him yesterday was more nervous than the others, he was worried about his master's safety, and on the other hand, he was more or less afraid that he would have to take responsibility if a Nedic treatment failed.

A few quack doctors had also arrived at the scene, but none of them dared to come forward to help Ben, after all, the 'female' master's condition seemed to have deteriorated.

It's not okay to treat patients with this attitude.

......

Time passed minute by minute, everyone's hearts were in their throats, and the whole manor could not hear a single human voice except for the occasional strange barking of those ignorant cats, dogs, 'chickens', ducks, pigs, and sheep.

Due to the huge physical exertion, Ben now has to rely on two helpers to support his waist from behind, so that he can sit more securely.

The room was filled with the scent of loquat, which several servants had used to promote the effects of the spell on Benedict's instructions.

Gradually, Hydra slowly opened his eyes, and everyone around him let out a sigh of amazement.

"Your Excellency, don't be in a hurry to open your mouth to speak." Benedict hurried to stop Hydra, who wanted to express his gratitude. Please be right now with me, yes, that's all."

As he spoke, the old man put his palm against the young girl's breast, which was a great disrespect for eating tofu, but in this situation, there was not the slightest suspicion around.

Hydra was a girl who was not married, so her face quickly turned red, and she didn't know if it was the spell that worked, or if it was because of her mental shyness, or both.

Benedict's gesture does look very unsightly, but in fact there is not much contact with it. Only Hydra knows this best.

When the old man finally collapsed from exhaustion, Hydra let him rest beside him, regardless of suspicion.

The chief butler and the others tried hard to persuade each other, after all, this is immoral, but the 'female' master just can't listen.

For the first time in three months, Hydra left her bed, and she was able to move around freely.

All the servants rejoiced, and only the 'woman' was left in their eyes, and Benedict, who was tired at the head of the bed, had become insignificant.

It was a day to celebrate. Hydra asked the butler to reward everyone in the manor, and the quacks got their share.

The kitchen is also busy, and the guys have decisively begun to prepare 'chicken', duck, fish, and 'meat'.

Benedict is the biggest contributor, but if Hydra doesn't mention it, the ungrateful ones probably won't take the initiative to explain it, and in their eyes, it is right to save the 'woman' master, and it is a sin not to save it.

Thankfully, Hydra was a wonderful girl, and she had made Benedict the patron saint of her father, who had died young, and her father had said before he died, "God will always be by her side, because she is the best thing in the world."

Of course she wanted to believe it was true, and now, Benedict's appearance, was a conclusive confirmation of it.

'Want' to know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.