How do you listen to this, how do you feel that there is a taste of lovelessness. (8) (1) Medium'Ω Text┡. ８⒈

I glanced at Raphael worriedly, and whispered to Rodney, "Why did I hear him so scared, wouldn't I have jumped into the moat with my front foot just after saving Patch's wife?" ”

Harold scratched his head with his index finger and said, "No, he just likes to complain." ”

Finally, he added: "He has been like this since the day I met him." ”

I sighed, this is a habit that has fallen since childhood.

I vaguely remembered that I seemed to have such a classmate when I was a child, and I liked to complain when I had nothing to do, and I just said some sad and compassionate desolate words, but then somehow, this habit was suddenly changed by him.

When asked what was going on, the classmate refused to say why.

It wasn't until many years later, at a class reunion, that he finally told the unbearable past in a desolate tone.

In fact, the reason is very simple, that is, he chased a girl, but the girl did not agree, he asked the reason, and the girl directly threw a sentence: Listening to you is like listening to my grandfather, there is a generation gap.

I guess Raphael didn't have such a thing when he chased his wife.

Along the way, Harold and I barely spoke, just listening to Raphael chattering there.

Seriously, what I'm most afraid of is this type of person, full of nonsense, and all of them belong to the harmless kind of humans and animals, at first you can listen to it as gossip, and after listening to it for an hour and a half, you basically can't hear anything ugly, and your ears are full of buzzing, ringing non-stop, as if there are 180 flies dancing in your ears.

This feeling tends to make me feel distraught, but what bothers me the most is that the distraction is not bad enough for me to pull out a knife and cut someone.

In other words, he is the kind of person who can not only make you try to live in pain, but also make you unable to find a reason to eliminate him.

The two ends are not on the side, and they are worthy of being masters in the spitting world!

Harold seemed to be used to it, he just walked and sighed, and from time to time he would look at the price of a few days' food or something.

I asked in a low voice, "You are so rich, and you still pay attention to the price of food, shouldn't this be the duty of a cook?" ”

Harold listened and whispered back, "I only look at it once in a while, and the problem is there." ”

"What's the problem?" I asked.

Harold looked around and said to me mysteriously, "My cook has made false accounts." ”

"Yo, you know all this?"

"Yes," said Harold, "I go through my bills every day, but I never ask about them." ”

"And what are you going to do?" I gossiped: "Fired him? ”

Harold shook his head: "Give him a salary increase, and when the money is in place, he will naturally not make false accounts again." ”

I pursed my lips and didn't squeak again.

Making fake accounts is the same as taking advantage of buying groceries, you will be addicted to it after doing it once, and you know that it is wrong, but you can't control your hands.

It's a good thing for you to raise your salary, but you also have to figure out the reason why he made fake accounts, if he is really short of money, and you raise his salary, he may stop doing it, if you want to be purely stimulated, then the more you give him a salary increase, the more ruthless he will do fake accounts.

But since Harold is very rich, I won't talk to him about it.

In fact, it is also in vain to say that his attention is now attracted by a carrot stall next to him.

When they arrived at Old Patch's weapons shop, Old Patch was already waiting at the door.

Seeing that we were back again, he hurried up to greet us.

Raphael and his so-called master disciple were really different, and when he saw Old Patch, he didn't say a word, but asked directly: "What about the patient?" ”

Old Patch was not verbose, and directly introduced Raphael into the inner room.

As soon as he saw Old Patch's wife, Raphael's brow locked, and he first carefully observed the face of Old Patch's wife, then took out something similar to a flashlight, gently broke her mouth, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, he sighed and asked, "How long has she been sick?" ”

Old Patch said: "It's been more than two years. ”

Then, Raphael asked a series of things about the condition of Old Packy's wife, and after receiving a response one by one, he thought deeply for a while and said, "I can cure this disease." ”

Hearing this, Old Patch burst into tears in his eyes, and almost cried bitterly, he fell to his knees with a thud, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you." ”

Harold also breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What disease does she have?" I asked curiously.

"Strictly speaking, this is not a disease" Raphael's brows furrowed, his face was very serious, and he said word by word: "It's poison." ”

"Poison?" I don't understand.

Harold was also at a loss.

Old Patch's eyes were wide open, and he was at a loss for what to do, and he kept babbling and muttering, and the look on his face was panicked and resentful.

"Old Patch, should it be ......?"

I didn't say the second half of the sentence, because it was a little incredible, how could an old goblin, who was at most a profiteer, have such a deep hatred with someone that he would poison his wife?

Raphael's face was composed, and instead of squeaking, he frowned and stared at Old Patch.

After seeing Old Patch's face soothe slightly, he said in a deep voice: "I can cure the disease, and I can cure the poison, but you have to tell me first, what is going on with this poison." ”

Old Patch turned his head in a dejected manner, his lips wriggling like a fish dying of thirst.

After a while, he finally muttered, "I, can I not say it?" ”

"No way!" Raphael was unusually serious, which surprised Harold on the side.

Looking at Harold's surprised face, I raised an eyebrow and said, "I said, is it really that fun to ask about people?" If you can cure it, you can cure it, if you can't cure it, I will find a way to find someone else, what are you doing when you are so nervous? ”

Raphael glanced at me, and it seemed that he did not show dissatisfaction with my words, but shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm nervous, it's this disease...... This poison has to make me nervous. ”

He glanced at Old Patch and continued: "In Eri City, there are at most two people who can cure this poison besides me, but even if you do find them, they will not help you heal, this burden is too heavy, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford. ”

"What do you mean by that?" I heard in a fog.

It's just to cure a poison and save people, but it makes it so troublesome and cumbersome, and he says something that he doesn't understand or understand.

Seriously, I'm getting a little crazy.