Rabe Town.

It is a small and inconspicuous island compared to many of the larger islands of the Great Passage, but although it is small, it has its own special place. It's a place where pirates from all walks of life gather, and they're also very unique.

What makes them unique?

The pirates in the town are all the losers of the Great Passage.

They have succumbed to the fear and majesty of the sea, abandoned their dreams and pursuits, and are now more of a group of unknown mortals waiting to die of old age.

Without ambition, without a goal to act, without a greedy desire, they can no longer be called pirates.

The town is lively, not much different from any civilian town, with bars, restaurants, hotels, and all kinds of places to play. Perhaps, this is also one of the few islands in the great waterway that can still maintain calm in this magnificent era.

Waldford carried Donn, covered in wounds, on his back and set foot on the island, he was also seriously injured, so his steps were slow. When entering the island, many people were cast strange looks.

"What do you see? What about doctors? Where is the doctor? ”

The single-celled Waldford, glaring angrily at the person who cast his attention, unceremoniously reverted to the past.

"Heh, this kid, he's really reckless."

Someone shook his head and laughed, then turned away.

"Over there, but it's not going to be cheap."

Others pointed to the other side with a weird smile.

Waldford carried Donn on his back and walked in the direction the man was pointing, and after turning three blocks he finally saw it.

"So deserted!"

Kicking the medical sign at the door, Waldford muttered a sentence and stepped into it with Don on his back.

"Doctor, help, this kid is dying!"

Don's condition is definitely not good, there is no place in the whole body, it can be said that there is no complete place, the blood is congealed, and the whole body emits a foul smell. For three days, he woke up only occasionally, and then fell into a deep sleep again. If you don't get help in time, you will die sooner or later.

"Save him or save you?"

The small clinic was deserted and empty, and the old man who was lying on a rocking chair smoking a cigarette glanced at Waldford and asked lightly.

"Only children choose, we all have to save!"

"Lao Tzu is about to hang up!"

Waldford shouted.

"My medical treatment is very expensive, do you want to tell me the price in advance?"

The old man glanced at Tang En, his eyes slightly serious.

"He pays the money, as much as he wants, hurry up and save people!"

Waldford shouted.

"That's good."

The old man raised his hand and motioned for Waldford to come over.

Then he stood up and helped Waldford take a closer look: "Your injuries are very easy to handle, most of them are skin injuries, but they bleed a little more, I'll bandage you, and then eat more eggs to replenish qi and blood!"

Waldford shook his eyebrows: "He's dying, are you sure to help me treat him first?" ”

"They are all dying, what is the difference between curing and not curing? Besides, I'm not sure I can cure him like that. ”

The old man didn't care, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed slightly, and then he changed his painting style.

"Of course, the treatment still has to be treated, so let's do it, there are pills to promote wound healing over there, and there are also bandages, you wrap yourself first, and I'll take a look for this kid first."

Waldorf: "Humph! ”

"Take your hand off my neck first, okay?"

The old man's scalp was numb.

This reckless man turned out to be a fruit ability, which he didn't expect, and he was so bold that he wanted to beat him.

"Hurry up!"

Waldford strode over, poured a basin of water, cleaned the wound, and then dragged the remaining wine from the table and poured it over his own wound to disinfect it. In the middle of the pain, he bared his teeth and kept inhaling. Finally, I applied medicine and bandages again, and I felt better.

After turning his head, he was relieved to see that the old doctor was helping Don En carefully treat the wound and diagnose it.

"This navy can't die, and it will be up to him to fight MOM in the future, otherwise it will be useless for me to flee anywhere."

At the critical moment, Waldford was not stupid, and thought wisely.

To him, Don is a thick thigh that must be hugged so that he can ensure his survival.

"It's too heavy!"

"What the hell did this kid do?"

"This look, immortal, what a tenacious vitality!"

With the treatment and diagnosis, the old doctor continued to exclaim in amazement, and some scars on the other party's body made him gasp and feel painful.

"Hey, you two stinky boys, what the hell have you done? Received such a serious injury? ”

Couldn't help but be curious, the old man turned his head and asked.

After exhaustion, Wardford, who was already groggy, said casually.

"I got into a fight with Bigu Mam."

Then he tilted his head and snored.

The old man's whole body was shocked, and his face instantly became serious.

"Bigu Mam?"

Muttering, he slowly exhaled after carefully examining Donn's wounds.

The scars on this kid's body and the residual aura around him were no different from the strength of the sea pirate in his impression.

"In the face of that person, you can still survive."

The old man's expression became serious, and then he began to carefully and incentivize Don En to deal with his injuries.

Time passed unconsciously, and when night fell, the old man took a long breath and threw the bloodstained cotton ball in his hand into the basin that had already been stained red with blood under him.

"There were too many internal injuries, too many external injuries, and I did a lot of small part of the surgery for him."

"Whether he can survive or not depends on his own physical fitness, and everything that should be done has been done!"

Exhaling, the old man sighed.

For him, to be able to survive in the hands of that sea thief, this navy in front of him, how amazing! Just from the wounds on his body, you can get a glimpse of how powerful the sea thief is, which is no different from a god or demon.

The next day, when Waldford came to his senses, he saw a tall young girl with freckles on her face.

With a blink of an eye, Waldford remembered something and immediately stood up.

"What about the old man? What about the Navy Kid? ”

His face was a little nervous.

Nothing must happen to Donne, otherwise, he will surely die.

"What are you shouting? Grandpa Root, who helped him deal with his injuries yesterday, is now moving him to a hospital bed on the second floor. ”

The freckled woman rolled her eyes, then said coldly.

"I'm here to help you treat your wounds, it's easy to get infected with your way of tying."

Waldford let out a sigh: "Great, isn't that Navy dead?" ”

"Still in a coma, Grandpa Root said that whether he can survive or not depends on himself."

After a pause, the freckled woman said again.

"Of course, it's absolutely impossible to wake up in a short time!"

Waldford's face became worried again, and he didn't even feel the pain caused by the bandages on his body being brutally torn by the woman.

After more than ten seconds, when the woman applied the new medicine and tied the bandage again, he woke up like a dream and let out an earth-shattering scream.

"Ahh It hurts! ”

"Whatever you shout, it's all tied!"

"Your reflex arc is too long!"

The freckled woman slapped Waldford in the face, and a tic-tac-toe appeared on her forehead!