At the Knight Academy, in Arman's bachelor apartment, Matthews was frowning, carefully unwrapping the gauze wrapped around Arman's face. A smell similar to animal poop seeped through the crevices of the gauze, and it smoked so much that Matthews almost vomited.

Finally, the gauze was removed, revealing Arman's face, covered with something like black rotten grass that emitted an unbearable stench. Matthews endured his nausea and cleaned Arman's face of the herbs, only then did Arman remove the rags from his nostrils and breathe a sigh of relief.

"Boss, we seem to have been deceived!" said Matthews, looking at Arman's still somewhat pig-headed face.

"What!" Arman hurriedly took out a mirror, looked at it, looked at his somewhat pale pig's face soaked in herbs, and slammed the mirror to the ground in anger.

It turned out that Arman took a helmet and left the academy yesterday, and he was going to go to the clinic to find a doctor who is good at trauma and treat himself, although it is impossible to heal quickly, but as long as the swelling is eliminated as soon as possible, he can go to see his father, even if there are some bruises on his face, it can be explained that he was accidentally injured during training. Not far from the college, I met an old man who set up a stall on the side of the road, the old man was known as a master of the world, and a child next to him carried a big banner with the words "Specializing in the treatment of various incurable diseases, internal injuries and external injuries". Arman originally didn't believe it, he held the mentality of watching the excitement and Marthews stood by for a while, some of the citizens who had been injured or had not healed from the trauma saw that it was a free clinic, and did not charge money, so they came forward with the mentality of giving it a try, the old man was really unambiguous, he used his skills slightly, the bleeding immediately stopped bleeding, the bruised skin immediately returned to its original state, the scab immediately scabbed, there was not even a trace on the skin, the citizens who treated the doctor thanked one after another, and some even took the initiative to pay the old man, but the old man resolutely did not accept it. This made Arman, who was originally unbelieving, become suspicious.

Arman saw that the old man looked strange and dressed strangely, but he looked like a master of the world, so he decided to give it a try, maybe he really met a master, and when the medicine healed, he could go to see his father in the afternoon. He took off his helmet and stepped forward, only to startle the flag-bearer with his pig-headed face. The old man was not surprised, and examined Arman, and said, "Young man, what enemy have you offended, and a group of people have beaten you like this. ”

Arman was more convinced when he saw that the old man could see that a group of people had wounded him based on his injuries alone. Hurriedly asked the old man: "Old man, my injury is not difficult to treat, right?"

The old man nodded and shook his head.

Arman looked confused and asked, "Sir, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?"

"Nodding is curable. ”

"Shake your head then?" Arman asked urgently.

The old man stroked his beard and looked a little embarrassed.

"Sir, is there anything difficult about it? Don't hesitate. ”

"It's such a little brother, the old man and I have lived in seclusion for half my life, specializing in medical skills, and this time I came to Boulder City to be entrusted by a friend to treat a noble man for him, and by the way to do some free clinics, just to do good, not to ask for money. It's just the little brother's injury, I'm afraid it can't be cured by raising your hands. ”

Hearing what the old man said, Arman also reacted, the old man didn't want to give himself free treatment!

"Sir, if the wound on my face can heal immediately, I am still willing to pay a little treatment fee. ”

"Little brother, you misunderstood, it's not about the cost of treatment. Your injuries are not a big problem, as long as you cultivate for three or five days, the swelling will naturally decrease, and after another ten days and a half months, it will almost heal, even if you leave some bruises, it will not be a big problem. It's just that the little brother must be in a hurry, unless you apply medicine, you can't make your face heal in one day. ”

"Didn't the old gentleman carry the medicine?" Arman asked nervously.

"That's not it, I brought the medicine, because I used very precious medicinal materials, so there are only two pairs, which were originally intended to be used to treat the nobleman, but since I have a fate with the little brother, I will give you a pair." ”

The old man's helpless and righteous patience made Arman both moved and embarrassed.

The old man called the child who was carrying the flag beside him, and asked the child to bring a medicine box that was placed in the back, and the old man opened the medicine box, took out a bag from it, and handed it to Arman.

"Young man, this herb is my exclusive secret recipe, there will be some peculiar smell when you use it, take it, just keep applying it for a day and a night, and ensure that your face injury recovers as before. ”

Arman was just about to take the bag, when the child next to him suddenly shouted: "Grandpa, this medicine costs more than a dozen gold coins just for the ingredients, so you just give it away?" After speaking, a pair of big eyes looked at Arman pitifully.

Arman was stared at by these big eyes, and suddenly he had the feeling that he had robbed other people's belongings.

"Sir, the child is right, I can't take this medicine for nothing, at least give a cost. ”

After speaking, he was about to dig out his pocket to get money, but he found that he was wearing armor, and there was no place to hold money. Busy asking Matthews to help with the mat, Matthews turned his whole body over, and only found five gold coins and a few silver coins, which was obviously not enough for the cost price of the dozen gold coins that the child said. Arman complained to Matthews, blaming him for knowing that he didn't bring more money when he went out to see a doctor, but he also knew that if he went to the clinic to see a wound, he probably wouldn't be able to spend even a gold coin.

Arman was apologetic and ready to hand over all the coins to the old man, but the old man still refused to accept them, but the child next to him stretched out a pair of small hands, and Arman took the opportunity to put the coins in the child's hand.

As a result, the child saw the saber hanging from Arman's waist and exclaimed, "What a beautiful sword!"

When the old man heard the child's words, he was immediately furious, jumped up, and slapped the child in the back of the head.

"What swords, what swords?"

The child was beaten and cried, and the old man scolded angrily next to him: "You little rabbit cub who has never seen the world, as soon as you come out, you will disgrace your grandfather and me, and my reputation will be ruined in your hands." ”

Arman was startled by the old man's movements, and thought to himself, what is the situation? Later, when I heard the old man speak, I realized that the child had taken a fancy to the sword at his waist. But yes, I don't have enough gold coins, so I just use my sword to top it.

Swords are generally divided into two kinds, the first is worn by officers in the army, symbolizing the rank of officers, the appearance is simple, and can be used as weapons, the second is worn by nobles, symbolizing the identity of nobles, belonging to decorative swords, the design pays more attention to beauty, not so much a weapon as a work of art.

The sword at Arman's waist is of the second type, and is the same as his full-body armor. In order to appear beautiful, a lot of decoration was made on the scabbard and hilt, and it was precisely because of this effect that attracted the attention of children.

Arman suddenly regretted wearing this armor a little, because the saber was worth at least ten gold coins, plus the previous five gold coins, this medicine was simply sky-high.

It's just that now, there is no way back. An old man and a young man next to him, this fight, crying, and scolding immediately attracted a group of people to watch around! The eyes of those who quickly understood what had happened were full of reproach and ridicule, and even several middle-aged women had already pointed at him with their hands. This was very embarrassing to Arman, and in order to end the situation as soon as possible, Arman reluctantly pulled the old man away, took off his saber and handed it to the child. Although the old man was still scolding, he did not stop Arman. As soon as the child received the sword, he immediately smiled happily, ignored his grandfather, and ran to the side to study the sword in his hand.

At such a cost, Arman was a little depressed, and the only thing he felt balanced was that the old man's chest was clapping loudly to ensure that the herbs would definitely be cured. As long as the herb is effective, then Arman's sword is not given away in vain, and the money is not spent in vain, although it is expensive, but the price is worth it, and the magical herb must of course be advertised as a high price.