The maid asked cautiously, "Young Master, do you want to see him?" ”

"See! See you soon! You let him in. Petain waved his hand.

If it were someone else, with his current ghost appearance, he would definitely not meet him, but White is different, White is the son of Viscount Rodit, and he is also the son of a nobleman, and in the past, they were sworn friends who ate and drank together.

When Bey was shot, White didn't escape. White is said to have fared even worse, having been bedridden a month earlier, with several holes in his hands.

Originally, Petain thought that White would be finished soon, but he didn't expect him to come to visit now, how could a seriously ill bedridden person come to visit? Could it be that he was about to run out of breath and was carried over to see me for the last time?

Petain was very curious.

After waiting in the room for about five or six minutes, the door behind Petain was pushed open, and he immediately looked over.

At the door, a tall young man strode in, wearing a thick fur cloak that covered his head, face and body, but judging by his size, there was no doubt that he was White.

"You..... How? Pétain was stunned, didn't he say that he was seriously ill, how could he walk with the wind?

White laughed, stretched out his hand, and ripped off his fur cloak. Inside the cloak, White only wore a pair of trousers, and his entire upper body was exposed.

When Petain saw it, he was shocked again: "How can there be so few spots on your body?" ”

"Unexpectedly, let me tell you, I was lucky to meet a miracle doctor!" White laughed.

"God...... Miracle Doctor? Help you heal? Pétain was amazed and delighted.

"Or else?" White was in a very good mood, and he smiled: "Originally, I thought I was going to die, but my dad went around looking for a doctor for me, and as a result, he really asked him to find one." Do you know? Five days ago, I met a miracle doctor and began to heal my illness; Three days ago, I was able to get out of bed. Today, I'm in good spirits. I was worried about your illness, so I rushed over. By the way, I've brought you the miracle doctor too. ”

Pétain was overjoyed: "Really? ”

White opened his chest and stretched out his finger to a large scar on his chest: "Man, is it true or false, don't you see it with your own eyes?" ”

His illness has really improved, as long as he is not blind, he can see it.

Petain no longer had the slightest suspicion, and he rejoiced: "Then let the divine doctor come up and heal me too." ”

But White didn't move, he put his fur cloak back on his body, walked to the side of the chair and sat down, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. This miracle doctor has a strange temper, I will talk to you carefully first, lest you offend him, and then he will not be cured by playing his temper. ”

When Petain heard this, he was not pleased: "Still playing with temper? You tell him that as long as I can cure my illness, I will directly give him 10,000 gold dragon coins! ”

White smiled wryly: "I said man, it's not about money...... No, money is also an issue, but it is not the main problem. This miracle doctor is a stubborn temper, and his method of curing diseases is also a bit strange. If you don't listen to him, he will be cured immediately, and he will not be cured of any amount of money. ”

Still unconvinced, Petain squinted at his fellow: "How can there be such a difficult person in the world to speak?" Besides, who will have trouble with money. ”

As soon as White saw that Petain was about to raise the bar with him, he also became energetic, and asked rhetorically: "I ask you, among all the people who are good at talking, which one can cure rosemacules?" ”

"......" Petain was speechless, and it took a long time before he said: "Then you say, how do he want to be cured?" ”

White smiled and said, "Yes, it's important to heal." It is the case that when this God heals, he must not allow a third person to stand by. You can't have the slightest doubt about his medical skills, you can do whatever he tells you to do, and you can't hesitate at all. Then, the money for treatment should also be prepared, 10,000 gold dragon coins...... It's still too little, for example, I, once treated, I will give 5,000 gold dragon coins, and I have to be entertained with good food and drink. In five days, a total of three treatments, I have already spent sixteen thousand gold dragon coins. ”

Petain gasped when he heard this: "The first few are okay. But if you don't just cure a disease, how can it be so expensive? ”

If this is an ordinary aristocratic and rich businessman, wouldn't he go bankrupt if he is cured?

"Or how could it be a miracle doctor?" White spread his hands, also helpless. If he weren't the only son of the Rodit family, it would be a problem for his father to treat him or not.

"Let me think about it." Petain's face was cloudy, he could afford the money for the treatment, but after giving it, he estimated that there was not much left of his personal savings.

The problem is that he is not the eldest son in the family, and this money is the capital that his father gave him to start a family, and if he spends it all, his father will not be kind enough to give him more money.

"Are you cured or not?" White asked.

Petain gritted his teeth: "Treat!"

My life is gone, why are you still thinking about money?

"Then I'll go and bring him up." White stood up and walked towards the door, and after a few steps, he added, "Oh, by the way, this miracle doctor's name is Pasteur, and he likes to be called Doctor Pasteur." Don't make a mistake, or he'll be upset. ”

"Got it, got it. Go and bring him. Pétain urged.

White got up and walked out of the room, and went downstairs, and after about five or six minutes, Petain heard footsteps in the direction of the stairs 'Knock~Knock~'.

At this moment, Petain felt his heart 'thump', and there was an indescribable tension in his heart, and he stood up, walked a few quick steps, and met him.

When Petain reached the door of the room, he saw two men at the top of the stairs.

The one in front of him was naturally White, while the one in the back was a little shorter, wearing a strangely shaped leather coat and leather pants, long leather boots on his feet, a thick beard, and messy hair tied back at random.

The man also carried a lot of things with him, a large wooden box on his back, a small leather case on his left waist, and a leather belt tied around his thigh, on which were all kinds of strange metal utensils.

At first glance, this is a very sloppy guy, and the only difference between him and the homeless man on the street is probably that he doesn't smell like he smells.

When White saw Petain, he immediately took a few steps forward, then turned to the man behind him and said, "Doctor Pasteur, this is the young master Petain I told you about. You see, he has the exact same disease as me. ”

With that, he turned his head to look at Petain again: "This is Doctor Pasteur." Let me tell you, Dr. Pasteur is not simple, he is not only a doctor, but also an alchemist and pharmacist. The things he carries on him are not simple, they are all medical tools that he has built himself, and each of them is of great use. ”

Petain found that White had a very respectful attitude towards the doctor, named Pasteur, to the point of humility. This was completely unimaginable before.

It seems that this guy is really capable, otherwise with White's high-flying and domineering character, it would be impossible to convince him like this. Pétain thought to himself.

He took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Dr. Pasteur, I am very honored to meet you. ”

This man who called himself Doctor Pasteur was, of course, Rosen. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he disguised himself to make himself look like a middle-aged man who was almost forty years old.

Seeing Petain greeting him, he looked up and down at the dense rashes on Petain's body, and said expressionlessly: "Young Master Petain, your illness is very serious, and if you want to be cured, it will take me at least half a month." ”

In order to act like this, Rosen deliberately took some voice-changing drugs, and his current voice is low and hoarse, which is completely extreme from before.

"It's only been half a month?" Petain was overjoyed, but still a little worried: "It can really cure ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt his arm twisted hard, and when he turned his head, he saw White slamming his eyes at him.

Pétain came to his senses and hurriedly changed his words: "I am sure that you will cure me of my illness." In addition, about the gratuity......"

Rosen said coldly: "Half a month, divided into 5 treatments, 5,000 gold dragon coins at a time." If you treat it once, you will give it once and settle it on the spot, otherwise you don't have to talk about it. ”

Although he had been prepared, when he heard it with his own ears, Petain still felt very painful, he could take out this money, but after taking it out, he only had less than 100 gold dragon coins left, which was basically the same as a poor egg.

If the disease can be cured, the poor will be poor, but if the disease is not cured, then won't he become the wrongdoer?

Bei immediately subconsciously said: "Then what if it can't be cured?" Losing money? ”

Rosen's face darkened, and he let his voice carry a little anger: "What, you doubt my ability? Since I am suspicious, then I don't need to find myself unhappy, just forget about the cure. Good bye! ”

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

White saw that something was wrong, rushed up with an arrow, grabbed Rosen's arm, and persuaded: "Doctor Pasteur, this friend of mine is good at everything, but his brain is not very good, and he is stupid at every turn." Will you forgive him this time? ”

"Who do you say...... Ah~~~" Pétain was furious, but as soon as he said three words, he found that a rotten sore on his arm was pinched by White, and a sharp pain came, and he swallowed the rest of his words back into his stomach.

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Petain again, and said angrily: "I said man, do you want to be cured?!" ”

Petain also realized that he had lost his words, and although he was very unhappy, he could only bow his head for the sake of his life: "Doctor Pasteur, I am really sorry, I should not doubt your medical skills, it is my ignorance." ”

Rosen's face softened slightly, and he continued: "Okay, since you believe me, let's start ...... now"

Before he finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly came from the staircase behind him: "Young Master Petain, how can you be easily fooled by such a simple deception?" ”

As he spoke, footsteps were heard in the stairs, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked upstairs, it was the magician Brown.