"Speaking of which, why don't you like Mr. Adams?"

"This man always has a straight face, as if everyone owes him money, although grandpa always said that people should come all the way to help see a doctor with a grateful heart, but in fact, this is not the case at all......"

Susan, apparently aware of quite a few things, continued:

"His Excellency Bartholomew was not going to make a move, it was Chairman Sellars who came forward personally, and Osteria paid a lot of money to agree, and Mr. Snape probably also knew that we had a bit of a dispute with Nazrand over a piece of territory, and even made concessions in this regard for this matter, but His Excellency Bartholomew still did not come in person, if it weren't for the fact that those potions were indeed effective for Grandpa's condition, I would have been unkind to that Adams a long time ago......"

Susan held back these words for a long time, and at this time she had someone to confide in, and she once talked endlessly.

Colin really didn't know much about these details, but after listening to them, he learned a lot.

It looks like Osteria and Nazland's relationship is even worse than expected.

"So, Mr. Snape, if you can ......"

"Don't expect too much." Colin interrupted her and smiled, "All I can say is do my best. ”

This is not modesty.

Despite his talents, most of his energy is focused on elemental theory and magic patterns and history, as this helps him the most in his spatial magic.

In biology and pharmacy, although it is better than most magicians, it is not yet enough to cure a disease that even Bartholomew is helpless for.

But the confidence that Susan saw was also true.

After all, he is not alone.

When it comes to healing and saving lives, who else is better than light and nature?

Both of these can be found in the Twilight Fortress.

Colin was amused to think about it.

Bartholomew remotely directs his disciples to treat Blanche, and he takes on the same role as Adams.

Right now.

It's up to you to see if Lord Olivia, and the coral friends, can compare to Bartholomew.

……

……

Coral lay on the table, snorting and snorting.

This is the heart of Winterfell, a two-story building with a courtyard, with little decoration other than the immaculate whitewashed walls, and a dozen simple beds evenly spaced in each room.

"Mistress Sango."

A magic apprentice walked up to Coral and screamed cautiously and fearfully.

The little girl didn't react at all.

"Sango-sama!" The apprentice accentuated his voice again.

"Ah......h

Coral subconsciously sat up, the white light flashing on his hand: "Another injured person?" ”

"It's not." The magic apprentice hurriedly explained, "It was the lord who asked you to go to the castle and say that there is something to discuss. ”

"Oh."

Coral rubbed her eyes, stood up and yawned.

I walked out of the two-story building, came to the courtyard, and looked back.

Since being appointed as the "Minister of Health", Coral has become more energetic than before, and her title has been promoted from "Teacher Sango" to "Master Sango", which has made her who was originally envious of her elf friends have many subordinates, and she can also raise her head slightly.

However, it turned out later that this was not all good.

Ever since he had taken up his official position, the lord had built this small building next to the government hall in Twilight, dedicated to treating the sick and wounded, and serving as Sango's usual office.

The pace of construction in Twilight City continues unstoppable, and every day there are injured people large and small, and there are countless patients.

However, for most civilians in this world, if they are sick, they will carry it, and if they can't resist, they will die, and there is very little concept of finding someone to see a doctor, and the rich and nobles can find a full-time doctor, but there is almost no such thing as a hospital.

During the period of the Holy Light Church, the church assumed the responsibility of the hospital, but the number of priests who really knew the magic of light was very small, and most of the civilians who came to seek medical treatment were perfunctory, but they also had some effects, which is why the public resentment of the Holy Light Church was boiling in the later period, and it still persisted for a long time.

With this tradition in mind, it was natural for Colin to think of building a "hospital" and having Coral come for consultation.

But it was obviously impossible for this wild little girl to stay in the hospital all day long - she had to go to Belinda and play with the kobold every day.

In the end, it was agreed that Coral would stay in the hospital for three hours a day.

The rest of the time was replaced by her students.

Although Sango's magic apprentices don't know light spells, the potions knowledge they learned from Coral can barely be used.

……

……

"Your Excellency, you see ......"

Colin waited for a long time, and seeing that Olivia had been silent, he couldn't help but ask.

When he returned to the fortress, he immediately found the coral and gave her a sample to test it first.

Then came to see Olivia.

The other party has just finished a mint meal - this is not unusual, anyway, the elves only have three states, eat mint, wait to eat mint, and sleep after eating mint.

However, Colin knows very well that once something happens, these elves who just looked soft can react immediately, and their combat effectiveness will be increased several times, which orcs have personally experienced.

It's just that that kind of powerful spiritual power catharsis, on the one hand, it is difficult to last, and on the other hand, even the human guards of the fortress next to it will be affected, so elves rarely participate in battles after eating mint.

Olivia's method of examining samples such as hair and blood was very different from the usual way of human pharmacy, which was to observe with the naked eye and sniff with the nose, and if not disgusted, Colin suspected that they would taste it with their mouths.

This "natural" approach quickly bore fruit.

"He's not sick." Olivia said with certainty: "It's poisoning." ”

"Poisoned?" Colin was taken aback.

Not only was it surprising that someone had poisoned Blanche, but he was also very puzzled that so many experts in human magical biology had not even checked this out.

"Hmm." Olivia bowed her head and said, "This toxin is the blood of a rare fish in the East China Sea, and it's normal for humans to not know about it. ”

"Can it be healed?" Colin didn't think about who poisoned him at this time, and it didn't have much to do with him.

"It's simple." Olivia said indifferently: "You bring people here, I can easily detoxify." ”

"I'm afraid people can't bring it." Helplessly, Colin asked again, "Can you teach me this antidote spell?" ”

"It's no problem to teach you, but even if you don't mention the time to study, with your current level of mental power, I'm afraid it will take a month of continuous spell casting to eradicate the toxin."

(End of chapter)