In the council chamber, Isenhard and Kaisson sat face-to-face at a round table to discuss what to do after the champion's injury. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not good, brother. Esenhard got straight to the point: "We are doing everything we can to save Ricksart's life, but the situation is very bad and we have to prepare for the worst. 」

Kaisong nodded and said, "Yes, the most important thing now is to elect a new interim chief to stabilize the hearts and minds as soon as possible. It's best if Ricksat can recover, but if not, find a suitable time to straighten him right. But who will be the chief of this is probably a question. Before Rixart came on the field, he asked me to recommend Fiquema, but after all, he is still young, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public, and Grentis has been the second for so long, but he has long coveted the position of chief, but his temperament is ...... It's really reassuring. 」

Isenhard was also very interested in this, and it was true that Glintys was a good gladiator, but he was definitely not fit to be the chief. The kind of brave and self-righteous guys who have no courage and no scheming can not make the brothers fight in unison, except for their fists and strong deterrence, but they may seriously damage the self-confidence of others and reduce their morale. Therefore, we must find a suitable way to stabilize the situation and tide over the difficulties.

"Well, I'll think about it for a while, and I'll go to the stage in the afternoon before the training starts. Esenhard stood up and patted Kaisson on the shoulder, "Don't be impatient. 」

Kayson nodded away, and Esenhard frowned as he paced around the chamber. Suddenly, his expression relaxed, he snapped his fingers in the air, and beckoned to the door, "Suina, go and get Thor, Nadya, order the family and miscellaneous slaves, prepare the family ceremony!"

No matter what they were planning at noon, the treatment room was busy.

Before Zhang Long slept for a few hours, Lucas woke him up anxiously: Ricksat had a fever! Not to mention, his whole body was hot, and he continued to twitch in bursts, and his mouth emitted a faint and painful moan, accompanied by a groan of gibberish. In the eyes of modern medicine, this is a sign of infection, and in the absence of antibiotics, many trauma patients have hung up after surgery because of this. Although Zhang Long didn't understand, he could see that the situation was not good, so he quickly cheered up and rushed to Rixat's bedside, and stretched out his hand to shine the holy light through.

Magic is really a good thing, and the Holy Light plays a role in sterilization and inflammation to a large extent. Lucas nervously prepared herbs and chemicals, applied them externally and internally for a long time, and the convulsions barely stopped, but the high fever still did not go away. I had no choice but to put an ice pack on my forehead to temporarily cool down. The old man wiped his sweat and sighed to Zhang Long and said, "The situation is not good, there must be an infection. It's a pity that only the Holy Light can decide if we can get through it, but it would be nice if we could invite the nuns of the Blind Eye to come......

According to Blizzard's official setting, their original founders were a group of Amazons who had rebelled from their hometown of the Skovas Islands, occupying the East Gate Fortress on the Taimo Heights of the Western Continent and transforming it into a monastery that believed in the Heavenly Light. They took in a large number of desperate women as followers, taught them religious beliefs and combat skills, and to this day, they have developed into a heavenly faith sect in the Western Continent second only to Sakaram, and its armed force "Rog Scouts" can compete with the knights of the three kingdoms. These are all familiar game background information to Zhang Long, could there be anything unique about their medical level?

Lucas saw Zhang Long's surprise and explained, "Although we ordinary healers know how to use holy light to heal wounds and use herbs and synthetic potions to treat diseases, we can't see through the body, and we can only operate if we want to know which internal organs have something wrong. But many patients, like Rixette now, can't afford another major surgery. Therefore, we can only decide what to do next based on empirical observation and judgment, so that if something goes wrong, the problem will be serious. However, the nuns of the "Blind Eye" know a unique "inner vision" spell, which is said to be able to see through the human body, immediately find out what is wrong, and then the holy light will go directly to the hospital, which is a minor operation at best...... Alas, what a misfortune, Wasam City is too far away from the East Gate Fortress, the 'Blind Eye' has no branch here, and the nearest Interception City, just going there will take half a month's carriage......

Zhang Long's eyes lit up: "But master, as far as I know, the "inner vision" was originally a spell of the Amazons, doesn't the master know Captain Neobe? she should be able to, right?" The introductory skill that belongs to the Amazon warrior, even if the skill in this world is not as easy as in the game, Niobey can be mixed into the captain's position, and it must not be impossible to even use an introductory skill, right?

"Understand, boy!" Lucas was a little surprised, "But it's so easy to find Neobe? Stop daydreaming, come, shine the light on the knife on his stomach, the abdominal cavity is the most susceptible to infection, first rule out the biggest possibility****!"

Zhang Long hurriedly complied. He learned the guidance and use of the Light very quickly, which can be said to have greatly exceeded Lucas's expectations, and at present, although he is still far from a real healer, he is barely a qualified assistant. Especially when handing him medicine, literacy is really a huge advantage, at least you can read the label and know what to take. It seems that treating the champion's injuries is really inseparable from Zhang Long!

In the afternoon, Rixat's high fever finally subsided, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, only then did they remember that they hadn't eaten lunch yet. Lucas was just about to tell the slaves to get some bread, but he saw that the careful Esenhard had already sent someone to put two very good baskets of food at the door, which moved the old man for a long time.

"Master Esenhard is such a good man!" Lucas said as he ate, "It is my greatest honor to work for him!"

Zhang Long nodded again and again, but he didn't fully approve in his heart. After watching so many American dramas, he still knows a little about people at the bottom like Esenhard who are bent on climbing into high society: they naturally have a lot of shining points, but ruthlessness is inevitable. Ambition and the desire for power are the greatest corrosive agents of human nature, this is a truth that has been tried and tested for a hundred years, how can Isenhard be vulgar? Perhaps the tolerance and generosity he showed and the approachability are just an illusion for the purpose of realizing his ambitions! If nothing else, just looking at the action of taking Saul under his door, where did Isenhard have a trace of softness in the face of those who were in his way?

A person's success depends on 25 percent hard work, 25 percent luck, and 50 percent of the things that are not visible. However, whether it is celebrity biographies or those useless chicken soup articles, the efforts are magnified to 75 percent, and the shady part that accounts for half of the light is hidden. Therefore, if any young person is infected by an inspirational book or a chicken soup text, and struggles according to the methods inside, it is definitely not negotiable!

The reason why Zhang Long became this kind of wandering and unwilling to make progress also has a lot to do with the fact that he finally understood these truths when he encountered walls everywhere before he crossed. No matter how hard you try, the proportion is only so much, and your luck is so bad that you can't play conspiracy, of course, you are not that material, so you can rest assured that you can be a waste wood. Even now, he has already transferred something, and he doesn't have much ambition to climb up: be a good gladiator, learn more things and try to live, as for the championship or something, let Fecma fight, good brother succeeds, and he has a light on his face!

Therefore, when the training was over in the evening, when Fei Quma rushed into the treatment room, Zhang Long was still quite happy.

"Aha, I heard you're a healer, quick, the swelling on my face is gone!" said Pharuma Lama as she sat down on the chair beside Rixat's bed and said cheerfully to Long Zhang. Zhang Long smiled, "You're not afraid that I'll mess up. With Lucas's approval, he floated his hands on Fetsuma's bruised and swollen face, channeling the light to gently envelop it, and after a few minutes, the bruises subsided naturally, restoring a domineering star face.

"That's good!" Fitsuma cocked his thumb, looked back at the half-unconscious Rixat, shook his head, and said, "It would be nice if his injuries were so easy to heal, alas, although I know that sooner or later I will have to compete with him for the championship, it is not very uncomfortable to watch him like this......" Zhang Long couldn't help but curse when he heard this: If you knew his intentions, it would be even more uncomfortable.

"By the way, before the meal just now, the master held a ceremony, and it was grand!" Fei Quma opened the conversation, "Great news, I have been named by the master as one of the candidates for the family's chief gladiator!"

"Ah, congratulations!" Zhang Long happily congratulated.