The streets of Bilgewater are a bit shabby, after all, a city built on the ruins of what was once a place.

In addition, most of the people who live there are rioters, and these people don't care if the place where they live is broken or not.

Many of the broken walls have not been demolished, and undried blood or unknown vomit can be seen on street corners.

I have to say that this is a very characteristic city, although this feature is not promising.

Because he lost to Trist, even if Anchen was unwilling, he could only follow Trist for a trip and go to the doctor for free.

I don't know why, but the name Trist is somewhat familiar.

Following Trist's left and right, the two finally stopped in front of a small building. There is a wooden fence outside, and a lawn is in the small courtyard inside, and there are many plants on it.

How to say it, this courtyard gives Anchen the feeling that it is a bright eye, this is a beautifully decorated yard, and there is a wooden white swing on the lawn.

In a city where most of the colors are gray and white stone walls, such a verdant courtyard makes people's eyes sooth.

"How?" Trist pulled out a cigarette and lit it for himself, with some smugness in his tone: "I made these with my children, and that swing is my pride." ”

"Not bad." Anchen raised his eyebrows.

Looking into the small courtyard, four or five children were playing on the stone-paved path.

Four or five children...

An ordinary family has four or five children.

"You're quite capable of tossing." An Chen glanced at it jokingly: "Four or five children, where are the fractures?" ”

"Ahem." Trist was obviously choked, a puff of old cigarette stuck in his throat, and coughed a few times: "Look at that, see clearly." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a wooden sign on the side of the gate.

"Bilgewater Orphanage."

Seeing this wooden sign, An Chen was stunned. If she remembered correctly, there should have only been one orphanage in a place like Bilgewater.

Later, she recalled, no wonder the name Trist was so familiar.

It's been a long time since I think about it.

"I have a friend who also runs an orphanage in Bilgewater." With a look of reminiscence in his eyes, Anchen shook the wine bottle in his hand.

“··· Friends. Trist took a deep puff of his cigarette and seemed unimpressed, but his lips moved.

"Then he is going to go bankrupt, and there is no government funding in Bilgewater."

"He's really poor." Anchen shrugged his shoulders: "You can't even order wine in a tavern." ”

"What, now that you help him take care of here, then you're not afraid of bankruptcy?"

"Whew." Smoke slowly poured out as Trist exhaled, and said casually, "This is what I owe him." ”

The smoke cleared.

"Let's go inside." As he spoke, Trist threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and stepped on it, then picked it up and threw it to the side of the garbage can: "Throw away the wine in your hand, don't spoil my child." ”

"Damn it." Anchen took another sip before recognizing the bottle.

"I don't want to be told that by a smoker who just stood in front of the door and smoked."

The bin was placed in front of the orphanage, and there was a phrase written in colored oil pencil on it: Please don't litter.

"You don't understand, smoke is a man's charm. And a man who longs to come up is impossible to be stopped, everything is the same. ”

Trist opened the small door of the wooden fence and said gracefully, "Please come in, beautiful young lady." ”

But this was obviously not useful to Anchen, and in exchange for a cold look: "I'm sorry, please call me a doctor." ”

After saying that, he walked into the courtyard.

"No problem." Reluctantly, he sidelined his neck, and Trist followed into the small courtyard.

The grass in the small courtyard is well cared for, and you can only see it when you walk into the small courtyard, and there are a few children watering in the back garden.

The gravel road under your feet is paved very smoothly, and the smooth pebbles used look very good.

The wind blowing in your face carries the scent of grass.

"When I first came, the conditions here were not ordinarily bad, and there was only one old housekeeper taking care of me."

Trist said as he walked, "To be honest, that guy from Graves isn't really good at taking care of children. It's a miracle that these children are able to grow up healthy. ”

After speaking, he hesitated for a moment before asking silently: "How is he now, I heard the old housekeeper say that I haven't received a letter from him for a while." ”

"Who knows?" An Chen smiled: "Maybe I'm still in the prison in Picheng, or maybe I'm hiding from wanted somewhere." ”

"That guy." Trist touched his beard: "I'm really restless as always." ”

"Uncle Trist!"

With a shout, an older child, who looked to be about ten years old, ran over.

"Uncle Trist, have you found a doctor?"

"How many times have I said that?" Trist stretched out his hand and pressed it on the girl's head: "Call me Brother Trist, I'm still very young." ”

"But you look old..." The girl said innocently.

“···” Trist's face was a little dark.

Turning his head, he found Anchen standing to the side, covering his mouth, obviously snickering.

"Now, this is the doctor I found, a very powerful trauma doctor, Oude may be fine today." Trist introduced Anchen in a gray manner.

"Yes." The little girl turned her head happily to look at Anchen: "Doctor, please, you must cure Brother Oude." ”

Looking at the girl in front of him, Anchen thought of the little girl Lilith in that small village in a trance.

I remembered the sight of her falling in her arms with the knife in her hand.

His face turned pale, his eyes were a little evasive, and he came back to his senses after half a sound.

Reluctantly smiled: "Ah, I'll do my best." ”

Trist noticed Anchen's same, but didn't say anything, and smiled at the little girl: "Let's go, let's go in and see Oude." ”

The children's dormitories were arranged on both sides of the courtyard, and the boys' dormitories were noticeably more chaotic.

Oude was a seven- or eight-year-old boy who was lying on a bed, his face pale with pain, and the calf of his left leg was swollen and twisted.

Common fractures, Anchen almost knew what was going on at a glance.

Glanced at Trist.

Trist touched his nose and smiled: "The boy is playing, I didn't notice it when I climbed the tree that day." ”

"And said Graves couldn't." An Chen shook his head: "I think you're pretty much the same." ”

With that, she walked over to the boy's bedside.

Looking at the boy's smiling pale appearance, he smiled: "Don't worry, it will be fine soon." ”

He put his hand on his calf as he spoke: "Is it painful here?" ”

"Hmm."

Nodding his head, An Chen made a few handprints, and a black rune array appeared and rotated between his hands.

The human body is refined.

After about half a minute, the swelling of the boy's calf quickly subsided, and the distorted part was slowly corrected.

Trist stood aside and lifted his hat in surprise: "What a magical skill." ”

The boy's healing process was very fast, after all, it was just a broken bone, which was not a particularly difficult thing. It didn't take long for the boy to be dragged by a group of children to the grass for "rehab training".

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Haha, I'm really sorry for taking time off yesterday. Reply, one here is about 2,000 words, updated around 4 o'clock in the afternoon.