"That's to fix your bones so that your bones can heal smoothly. ”

As if he had guessed what Norman was thinking, a voice in his heart said this, but it was not number thirteen.

After answering, the voice introduced itself: "Hello, I'm Dagonit, a member of the Knights Templar, and from today I will be in charge of your health. ”

With his own name, this Dagonit is obviously higher than the number thirteen, and should be at the same level as Gawain.

Dagonit seemed to be particularly interested in Norman's right arm, and said to Norman, "Can you please touch your right arm lightly with your hand? this will allow us to better handle your injuries, otherwise you risk becoming a disabled ......"

Becoming disabled?

Norman was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly followed the instructions of the Dagonit to touch his right arm with his left hand.

He first carefully placed his left hand on his right upper arm, touched it gently, and then followed Dagonit's instructions to increase the force little by little, feeling the touch under the flesh, and as he felt, he told Dagonit what he had touched in detail.

"It's recessed here...... How deep? Let me feel it...... Hiss!...... It's about half a knuckle of me......"

"It's bulging, like a slope...... A knuckle higher......"

"It's soft to the touch......"

"It's hard here, and it's a little rough to the touch......"

......

Dagonit listened carefully to Norman's description, and after a while said, "Although the other party has a certain amount of medical knowledge, he is obviously not sound. There are three basic principles in the treatment of bone injuries, reduction, fixation, and functional exercise, from your description, the other party has obviously realized the role of fixation, but he does not know about reduction, and according to your description just now, I built a model, and according to the model, your right arm will be deformed even if it is restored......"

Although Norman didn't understand Dagonit's words, he still understood the general meaning: Thomas's craftsmanship is not good, and according to Thomas's doing, his right hand will be deformed even if it is good!

After explaining the overall injury to Norman's right arm, Dagonitt added: "That's the overall injury to your right arm, but I'm a little puzzled. ”

"Your right arm was broken yesterday, and it hasn't even been a day now, but I modeled the situation you just described, and found that several parts have completed fibrous connections, and one wound has even begun to form a primitive callus...... Are you sure there are no errors in your description?"

...... If Norman could barely understand the general meaning of Dagonit's words before, then now he couldn't understand them at all, and he looked confused.

"What is a fibrous connection, what is a primitive callus, and what is ?...... 'incredible'"

Dagonit was too excited just now, and his profession was not a field of communication with people, so he didn't pay attention to the language, and now Norman asked him to realize that his words were inappropriate.

Although the data shows that Norman's progress in learning ancient languages is very amazing, these professional terms are not understood by ordinary people in the live broadcast room, let alone Norman?

So Dagonit put it in a different way.

"I mean, your right arm doesn't look like it was broken yesterday, it's like it's been broken for a month. ”

From this, Dagonit can only draw one conclusion.

"Your body's ability to heal itself is 20 times that of a normal human. ”

He was afraid that Norman would not be able to understand, so he added another explanation, "That is, it takes 20 days for a normal person to recover from an injury, but you only need 1 day." ”

Is that so?

This was the first time Norman had heard such a statement.

He only knew that he was stronger than everyone in the village, but he didn't know that he was also better than the others in recovering from injuries. Of course, this is also related to the fact that he has rough skin and thick flesh, and basically he will not be injured, so he naturally does not know the difference between himself and other people's recovery after injury.

But it's okay to recover faster than others, so the injury won't affect you to take the entrance exam next, which is a good thing.

But before Norman could be pleased, Dagonit said, "But this may not be a good thing for you now." ”

Isn't it a good thing that the ability to heal itself is stronger than others?

Well, Norman has already mastered this new ancient vocabulary.

"In order for your right arm not to become deformed, your right arm needs to be realigned. If you are an ordinary person, then there is no problem, but your self-healing ability is too strong, and if you reset it now, it will bring you a lot of pain, a bit like breaking your bones again, of course, this is just a metaphor, it is not so painful in terms of pure pain, but if you add psychological feelings, it is more painful for many people than breaking bones. ”

It turns out that this is what Dagonit was going to say.

Norman's intact left hand slapped his chest, "I'm not afraid of pain!" ......

Well, even though Norman was not afraid of pain, but he was injured in his right arm, and it was obvious that he could not complete Dagonit's treatment request by himself alone, but fortunately there was a second person in this room.

"Thomas, Thomas......"

Norman walked over to the bed and began to push the old drunkard, pushing him several times before waking him up.

"Hmm......"

Thomas opened his eyes and asked him indistinctly, "What do you want to do?"

"Thank you for helping with my injuries,"

Norman thanked Thomas, which he had learned in his recent studies, and then said, "But can you do me another favor?"

Thomas closed his eyes, as if trying to fall asleep again, but after a while he opened them again, he could not sleep again after being woken up, so he sat up on the bed and muttered to Norman, "For the sake of you inviting me to drink, I dragged you in, don't expect me to help you anymore." ”

Norman didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I'll give you money, 3 silver narls." ”

As soon as these words came out, Thomas's eyes widened, and he immediately became energetic, and he became refreshed.

"What do you want me to help you?"

Norman pointed to his right arm and said, "You help me dismantle this." You didn't cure it right, if you tie it up like this, even if I get better in the future, I will become deformed, and I want to do it again. ”

Although he learned to be grateful, there was obviously something he hadn't learned, and he spoke too directly.

"I was a doctor and healed a lot of people......"

Thomas was very upset when he heard Norman's words, and muttered quietly, but for the sake of Yinnar, he didn't bother with Norman, so he sat Norman on the edge of the bed, and began to carefully remove the two tied sticks for Norman.

Norman listened to Thomas's muttering complaints, and was a little surprised: "You are a doctor?" He never expected that this old drunkard who was so depressed that he slept on the street would still be a doctor.

You must know that doctors are craftsmen with very high status, and there are no special doctors in Ashley Village, and the villagers can only find the pastor of the village church to deal with any problems, and I heard that there are only special doctors in another large manor dozens of miles away.

But how did a doctor with a high status become an alcoholic?

"Of course,"

Thomas looked a little proud of his old profession, "I once cured a real nobleman! Great nobleman! Not a hillbilly nobleman like Lord Patton in your village......

Norman usually chats with Thomas when he is idle, so Thomas also knows about Ashley Village and Lord Barton.

The two chatted and chatted, and the stick was removed, and Norman commanded Thomas as Dagonit had just taught him, and Thomas obediently listened to him for the sake of Yinnar, but complained as he worked.

"I've never heard of a broken hand being treated like this......"

"What's the use of just touching ?......"

"No, no, I can't use any more force, your hand will break......"

"You're just torturous, it's not a cure at all, you see your head is sweating......"

"Won't it be deformed?......

......

As the treatment progressed, Norman's sweat began to grow and drip down his cheeks.

Dagonit was right, for him with super self-healing ability, this kind of resetting work was indeed very painful.

As Thomas broke his bones, Norman could clearly feel the pain of the muscles, oh no, in Dagonit's words, "fibrous connective tissue" being torn. What's even more painful is that Thomas doesn't dare to push too hard a lot of the time, which causes him to tear his fibrous connective tissue little by little, like sawing back and forth with a small saw, which is a thousand times more painful than tearing it all at once, and the pain makes cold sweat break out on Norman's forehead, and the strips of cloth on his head are soaked.

But fortunately, Thomas's movements are getting more and more proficient, and he finally feels a little better in the back.

“...... All right. ”

Thomas finally finished his work, and Norman's right arm was tied again, but unlike the previous one, the two sticks were broken into four this time, and Norman's arm was no longer as straight as a stick, but was bent over his chest and hung around his neck with a strap. In addition, there are strips of cloth between the sticks and the arms, and the length of the strips of cloth varies depending on the part.

That way it wouldn't be deformed, Norman thought with satisfaction, looking down at the work he had commanded Thomas to complete.

Thomas silently looked at Norman's peculiar arm, as if he was thinking, and after a while, he asked, "Who taught you this method?"

"The cowherd in our village. ”

Norman came with a lie.

Without Dagonit reminding him, he had already guessed that Thomas would definitely ask, and he had already thought of an excuse.

"That's how he treated the cows in the village when they fell down the hillside. ”

"Cowherd?"

Thomas muttered to himself.

"Such a precious treatment, the nobles have never enjoyed it, you are actually used to treat cattle?......"