In less than five minutes, Arthur's views on the old, weak, sick and disabled in the hospital have changed drastically.

Only a fool would treat these fearless patriots as a rabble.

Apologizing for his recklessness, Arthur writes 'Six-Six-Six' on the ground to prove his identity to Davar.

A group of people sat around the campfire and discussed their next steps.

"Later, I plan to divide into three groups, so that I can pass through more villages and find more trustworthy people."

Davar swallowed a large piece of toasted bread and said what he was going to do next.

'It's a good idea, but the recruiter has to be trustworthy and when I was separated from Cepes, that was the only thing he wanted.

Also, teenagers and women must start training as soon as possible, and the old people must not be allowed to carry all the burdens. ”

With a few words, Arthur took out ten gold coins from his linen bag and handed them to Davar.

"Let's eat better, buy some handy weapons, and speed up recruitment.

According to Tsepes's prediction, at least two or three hundred people are needed to have a chance of success.

As you know, there were 300 Ottoman cavalry guarding him. ”

The last time he received a coin worth seven hundred deniers, Davar looked straight in the eye, and even more so now.

He carefully took the money with both hands, and then handed it to his mother next to him.

There was no way, as long as he held the gold coin, Davar had the urge to take a bite.

The veteran Fatem on the side said at this time:

"A few of us can be responsible for training, but it takes time, training fighters is not a hen laying eggs, and one can come out with a pouting of the ass every day."

"I understand, sir, anyway, let's get everything done as quickly as possible.

I'll contact Cepes later to see how much time he can buy. ”

While Arthur's group was discussing around the campfire, Cepes, who was lying on a feathered soft bed, was trying to buy them time.

"Your Excellency, can we rest for another day, I feel really weak."

Cepes's eyes were blank and his face was extremely ugly, and he had stayed up late last night to achieve this effect.

Lying in a dark room last night, there was no computer or mobile phone, and I didn't even dare to light a candle.

Tsepes could only do push-ups to relieve his drowsiness and exercise his body at the same time.

Braye, who was standing opposite Tsepes at this time, frowned slightly and said:

"I told you not to take a bath, but you wanted to wash, and as a result, you brought yourself sickness.

Viscount Dutt has already called a doctor and asked him to bleed you, hoping to get rid of the disease. ”

Terrible bloodletting therapy, Cepes, who was pretending to be sick, immediately shuddered when he heard the news.

On the other side, Braye's brows furrowed even tighter.

"It seems that the condition is even more serious than imagined, and they all shiver.

It is necessary to tell the physician to increase the intended dose of phlebotomy so that the treatment does not work. ”

Nima, I was scared just now, damn Braye, please don't care so much about me.

You're the Ottoman envoy in charge of controlling me, and you're the heinous villain, so you don't have to care if I live or die.

You can't do your duty as a villain, and letting my body be destroyed by illness is what you should do.

Tsepeš complained infinitely in his heart, but it didn't have any effect on reality.

In a few moments, Viscount Dutt came to the room, and behind him was a tall man with a beak mask.

"Your Excellency, this is Dr. Dark, he has treated twelve patients, and he is a very experienced doctor."

In this era, if a patient who has been bled by a physician dies, the patient's family has the right to kill the physician to avenge the family.

This Darker Doctor, who was able to treat twelve patients without dying, shows that he is an extremely lucky guy.

Of course, there is another possibility, looking at his tall stature, it is possible that the last person to be killed is the patient's family.

In short, this barbaric bad habit belongs only to the product of this barbaric era, and must be resolutely opposed.

Blaye was so pleased with Dr. Dark's record that he gave up his position and let Doctor Duck do something to Cepes.

Tsepeš wanted a kick and kicked the guy with the beak mask away.

However, in order not to arouse Braye's suspicions, he could only bear all this silently.

Isn't it just a blood donation, it should be regarded as a blood donation, and after that, I will tell others that I have shed blood for Wallachia.

Soon, Dr. Duck prepared tools, a knife, two glass jars, and a linen handkerchief.

The process of disinfection must have been no, and Cepes was sure that there must have been countless bacteria and viruses stuck to the knife.

The blood of the previous twelve patients may also have remained on the knife.

No one can say whether they have the common cold, or fatal diseases like smallpox and malaria.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on his back, Tsepes hurriedly shouted:

"Wait! Doctor Dako, can you use a flame to cauterize a knife?

I got an illness while bathing in the river, and the flames can dry the water, so I think it would be better to burn the knife. ”

The saying of the five elements of yin and yang sounds very reasonable to people in this era.

Hearing Tsepesh's point of view, Dr. Darke paused, and Braye, who was on the side, nodded in agreement.

Then, five minutes later, the smell of burnt pig hair came from the room.

A red-hot knife, uncooled, made a small cut in Tsepes's back.

Blood flowed out, and Dr. Duck used the prepared glass vial to catch the blood coming out of the wound.

When the bleeding from the wound stopped, he used the prepared cloth to wipe off the remaining blood around the wound.

Tsepes could see that there were no traces of Bupa's use, and it should be a new Buppa specially prepared for himself, a noble lord.

The bloodletting was finished, however, it was not over yet, the knife was once again burned red, and there was another small cut in the back of Cepes.

When Dr. Duck was about to burn the knife for the third time, Cepes was in a hurry, turned over, and sat up from the bed in good spirits.

"Dr. Dark, your medical skills are truly amazing, and now I feel that my body is simply amazing.

Miraculous physician, miraculous bloodletting, I think, you have cured me of my disease. ”

To show that he had healed, Tsepes jumped up and showed his muscles to those around him.

Recent workouts have a good effect, strong muscle mass, giving a healthy sense of beauty.

Through Tsepes's efforts, everyone was convinced that he had really recovered.

The great bloodletting therapy, once again triumphing over the disease, became the thirteenth patient treated by Dr. Dack.

From then on, Dr. Duck always told people that he had cured the Grand Duke.

At the same time, every time Dr. Duck bleeds, he would always use flames to burn his knife red.

Other doctors in the surrounding area followed suit, and finally doctors throughout Europe would burn the knife red before bleeding people.

Since then, cross-contamination has been avoided, and a small idea of Cepes has made many people lucky to survive for more than 300 years.

Unfortunately, Dr. Duck didn't continue to be lucky.

His fifteenth patient, at the time of the third consecutive bloodletting, was not breathing.

The deceased's brother was a knight, and Dr. Duck has not been seen since.