Chapter 133: Everyone once wanted to be a painter
These few days have indeed been the darkest time for the doctors. Countless students have been injured www.biquge.info Pen&Fun&Ge, resulting in all the doctors on leave being urgently recalled to the hospital.
Routine check-ups were done in the morning and evening, so by the time Susan left, it was already dark outside the window. Lin Qiu returned the Imperial Capital Incredible Daily to Richard, planning to go out for a walk. Not every doctor is as impatient as Susan, and under the gossip of a group of doctors, these patients are also divided into different places.
The division is based not on the degree of injury, but on how it behaved in a coup d'Γ©tat.
For example, this floor, which is exclusive to the royal family and the great nobles, is now taking care of people who shine in the coup. For example, Kanter Rajer, who formed the rescue team, Andugo Augustine, who made an impassioned statement on the Dragon Tower, and Kunstal Kual, who played the role of the perfect spy......
Being able to spend a short time with these legendary heroes is also an adventure for the average doctor.
Of course, Susan was not among them, and when Lin Qiu went out, he happened to meet Susan who had changed into civilian clothes and was going home.
"Cut...... Trouble is dead. "It's the other side's way of greeting him.
Lin Qiu watched Susan's back go into the distance, and at the same time conceived the content of the complaint letter.
"Tyr-san. β
The sound of pushing the door interrupted Lin Qiu's thoughts, and Prince Richard stepped forward and pleaded in a sincere tone, "I want to comfort those who are fighting for the kingdom!"
In addition to Lin Qiu, there was another more legendary figure resting on this floor.
Knight of the Round Table Ramov Lancelot.
The first thing the goatee uncle did after being baptized in the holy pool was to come to the hospital on the pretext that his knee hurts, his neck is sprained, and he may have eaten a bad stomach. And the hospitalization of the veteran Knight of the Round Table naturally caused a group of young doctors to scream.
This is one of the eight strongest knights of the Helutia Alliance, and he can be called a national treasure!
Lin Qiu was noncommittal to Prince Richard's request, and when it came to condolences, it was this goatee uncle who bore the brunt. Not only did he purge all the members of Spade who participated in the coup, but he also used the seal to prop up the collapsing cabinet at the last moment, buying time for Henry V's rescue.
Lin Qiu and Richard easily asked about the ward where Ramov was. However, as soon as they came to the ward, they heard a strange commotion inside.
Lin Qiu's intention to push open the door also paused because of a coquettish smile coming from inside.
"A little further down here...... Yes, that's it. β
"Yes...... Is this the case?" the young doctor's voice looked a little shy.
"That's right, keep it up!"
"Well, that's right!"
"That's it, keep this position!" Ramov's voice was slightly excited.
The indescribable conversation between the two made the innocent Prince Richard blush, and although he vaguely guessed the scene in the hospital room, he still didn't want to believe that the dignified Knights of the Round Table would do such a thing in the hospital.
In this way, Ramov's motivation for coming to the hospital cannot but be thought-provoking.
"Tyr-san, Ramov, he ......" He cautiously asked Lin Qiu, who had a black face, hoping that the other party would deny his guess. However, it was obvious that Lin Qiu did not intend to defend the Knight of the Round Table, he quickly adjusted his mentality and responded: "Ah, these things will be understood when you grow up a little more - Richard, behind this gate, is the world of adults. β
Before the words fell, another coquettish smile came out.
"Alright, the work is done!"
Ramov pondered for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction at the graffiti on the wall.
The young doctor breathed a sigh of relief and returned the colored paintbrush in his hand to Ramov: "Thank you for your advice!"
"Why do you want to talk about such a reverie-inducing dialogue when you draw a picture!" Lin Qiu broke through the door and sternly rebuked the man in the beret and the obvious painter's style.
Thanks to the joint efforts of Ramov and the young doctor, there is no longer a single intact place on the walls of the ward, and even the ceiling is filled with strong stream-of-consciousness graffiti.
Stone ladders, chairs, and other tools made by Ramov with engraving filled the ward.
"Oh, isn't this a little brother?"
Ramov looked quite surprised, and after habitually brushing his goatee, he enthusiastically introduced: "She wanted to be a painter since she was a child, so she came to me alone and asked me for painting skills. β
For young people who dream of becoming painters, Ramov has always been unsparing in advice.
Due to the obstruction of the church, several attempts to set up a painting studio failed, and the rigid bishop of the church was never able to appreciate the beauty of painting. The young doctor was in tears as he cleaned the mural on the hospital wall.
In Ramov's words, he saw the talent of the other party at a glance.
In order to lead young people on the right path, he did not hesitate to pretend to be sick to instruct young doctors in their drawing skills.
"Hmmm......"
A flush appeared on the young doctor's cheeks: "Under the guidance of Master Ramov, I have regained my confidence to become a painter, and when everyone is discharged from the hospital, I plan to quit my job as a doctor and become a painter!"
Don't lead others astray!
You must know that in this world, painters are less popular than bards. Most of the people's impression of painters is that of those who were dragged away by the guards because of random graffiti, and when they were dragged away, they still clasped their fingers on the ground and shouted unrelentingly that I am the man who wants to become the king of painters.
In short, in this world where the concept of art is weak, I want to be a painter is basically no different from I want to wander.
It's not that Lin Qiu rejects painters, on the contrary, he once had the idea of becoming a cartoonist after reading many comics. It wasn't until later that when he met with the editor, the other party pointed to the stickman on the scroll with a grim face and asked, "This...... It's supposed to be a heroine in your setting, right?"
After that, Lin Qiu understood two truths.
One is that he has no talent to become a cartoonist, and the other is that stickman cannot be on the stage of hot-blooded shonen comics.
The doctor reminded him of his young self who could only draw stickmen, so he couldn't help but think about the possibility of the other party's future for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration hit the depths of his mind.
"There it is!"
In order for a work to be popular, in addition to its own quality, popularity is also a very important part. If you imitate Ramov and scribble on the church wall, not only will she not be able to gain popularity, but she may also be invited to tea by the angry bishop.
However, in a flash of inspiration, Lin Qiu thought of a way to solve this problem.
"The Imperial Capital Incredible Daily is being revised, I happen to know a key member of the Daily, I can introduce you to help her draw illustrations!"
"Really, thank you so much!"
The young doctor's eyes lit up and he bowed gratefully to Lin Qiu in thanks. (To be continued.) )