Char and Sebas didn't go far, and after turning a few blocks, they came to a green-roofed house with a yard.

The house has two floors, and one side of the house is vaulted, revealing an open corridor through which a number of men in black robes can be seen.

On the roof, a prominent cross is erected.

On the doorpost at the door hangs a vertical sign that reads "Queens Central Hospital."

"I guess the doctors here are not as diligent as I am." Sebas complained as he looked at the sign on the hospital.

"The quacks here always give me a very new experience."

"Isn't it outrageous?" Char asked curiously.

This is supposed to be an official hospital, and if the doctors here are not reliable, it is difficult to imagine what the rest of the place will be like.

"One of the people I came here yesterday to take with me, guess what cause died?" Sebas asked.

Char shook her head and smiled, "I don't have the Book of the Dead. ”

"Bleeding to death." "The hospital has a treatment that involves bleeding into a vein or artery in the forearm or neck, anything from plague and smallpox to epilepsy and gout," Sebas said.

In fact, if he didn't come to the hospital, that guy would have at least ten years to live. ”

Char nodded, he was not surprised, after all, this era was in the early stage of the first industrial revolution, although it was decades ahead of schedule, but the overall level was probably around the eighteenth century.

During this period, there were only three types of Western medicine, enema, bloodletting, and vomiting, and most of the drugs they touted were sulfur, saltpeter, mercury, and lead

It wasn't until the fruits of the Industrial Revolution began to show up and antibiotics and bacteria were discovered that things gradually changed.

But it was not until the middle of the 19th century that phlebotomy gradually declined.

"People believe in some witch doctors' home remedies more than they do in hospitals." Sebas teased.

As the two spoke, they walked into the hospital, which was different from the strong smell of disinfectant like the hospitals Char had gone to in the past, but some very strong herbal smells, very pungent, and the smell of flowers mixed with blood.

The environment here is not clean, and there are some mottled black patches on the walls of the wooden structure, I don't know if they are dyed by herbs or something else.

Char even saw cobwebs, apparently the cleaners here didn't care much about the ceiling.

Some of the hospital personnel who wore black robes, whether they were doctors or nurses, could also clearly see some traces of blood and herbs on their clothes, and it looked like they had not been washed for a long time.

At this time, there should have been people who began to find traces of microorganisms, but apparently, no one applied this knowledge to medicine, and the means of disinfection were not perfect.

The blood stains on these doctors may also be seen as a sign of experience.

There was a faint sound of sobbing in the corridor, and a young woman in her twenties sat on a chair outside the door and cried outside the ward.

There was also a cry in the ward, which was particularly depressing against the faint smell of blood.

However, those black-robed people who came and went seemed to have become commonplace, completely ignoring the weeping man, indifferent and calm.

Char looked at these people and said with a little amusement, "Sebas, I think these people are more like death than you." ”

"Indeed, I didn't kill as many people as these people."

Sebas said undeniably, and he whispered in Char's ear in a low voice.

"I've heard the gossip that for £20 and without even a single class, you can get a medical degree or a certificate from the most prestigious university or research institute in Britannia.

Of course, the authenticity is yet to be verified. ”

"This kind of rumor can be circulated, in a sense, it is already outrageous." Char said.

This means that a significant number of people believe this rumor.

Sebas smiled, "Then I'll go to work first." ”

Char's jaw.

However, to Char's surprise, Sebas did not enter the hospital room directly, but walked straight to the crying young woman, took out a face towel from his arms and handed it to her.

The young woman slowly raised her red and swollen eyes from crying, and looked at Sebas a little confused, but she still took the towel and wiped her tears.

"Thank you."

Sebas sighed, raised his hand and patted the young woman on the shoulder.

"Mourning, life always has to experience death in the world, and besides, he is sixty-two years old, which is considered a long life, which is a very natural thing."

"I know.... But.... But"

The young woman's eyes turned red again, and she covered her face with a face towel and sobbed.

"I thought he would stay with us for a few more years."

"That's what fate is." "But his death is only a physical death, and all the memories of your time with him will not fade."

As long as you remember Him, He will live forever in your hearts. ”

Sebas's words seemed convincing, and the young woman wiped her eyes and looked at him.

"Thank you for your comfort, you are such a gentleman."

Char was then sure that Sebas was not here to harvest the young woman's soul, but to comfort him.

He crossed his hands over his chest and watched with interest.

I didn't expect this guy to be quite pitiful, he thought to himself.

Then Char heard Sebass say.

"You should now pack up your emotions and think about how to handle his funeral, so that he can go on his last journey in this world with dignity and dignity."

The young woman thought for a moment and nodded, "That's true. ”

Then, her face was a little confused, "But I don't know what to do." ”

Sebas smiled, took a small card from his bosom, and handed it to the young woman.

"Here's my business card, you can take a look."

The young woman took the business card curiously, and Char also used magic to look at the words written on the business card, and his expression froze almost at the same time as the young woman.

It reads:

【Talos Funeral Service Shop】

[Business scope: coffins, urns, mortuary plastic surgery, funeral customization....]

[Address: 122C Cole Street]

【Sebas Tiatit】

"I have served a lot of the patients at this hospital." Sebas said with a formulaic smile on his face, "They all gave me good reviews.

We have a wide range of funeral services for you to choose from, ensuring that your loved ones will walk in a beautiful and dignified manner. ”

The young woman's head was a little confused, and she could not recover from the gentle-speaking gentleman she had just learned, and she could contact the salesman of the funeral parlor in front of her.

She covered her head, "I.... Let me think about it. ”

"You will always be welcomed at Talos." Sebas bowed.

Then he went into the side of the room, but the young woman didn't seem to notice.

A few minutes later, Sebas walked out of the room and came to Char.

"So, is the store you are talking about in the imperial capital a funeral service store?" Char Road.

"That's right." Sebas wondered, "Is it weird?" ”

"No, it's perfect for you, or..."

Char teased: "There is nothing more competitive than a funeral service store opened by the Grim Reaper." ”

"Even if it's death, it's going to eat." Sebas smiled, "The wages I earn in Hades are too much to spend in this life, but I also need to spend in this life, so I can only earn it by myself." ”

He said matter-of-factly, "Don't you know, although there are many quacks in this hospital, the cost of treatment is really not low, and the hospital that can live here can spend money on treatment."

Generally not stingy with a grand funeral. ”

Char raised his eyebrows.

They stayed in this hospital for a long time, and as Sebas said, the mortality rate in this hospital is really not low.

Char felt that in this era, instead of asking people what disease they died of, it was better to ask at the hands of which doctor they died.

It wasn't until about four o'clock in the afternoon that they came out of the hospital.

"It's not like so many people die every time." Sebas said with a strange expression, "It's just that Dr. Helens is extra energetic today." ”

Naturally, the surgical procedures of this era are not as sophisticated as those of modern society, and the most important thing is amputation.

But there is no way to solve the massive bleeding, pain, and wound infection during the amputation, because there is no anesthesia technology, no disinfection technology, no antibiotics, and even blood transfusion in this era, so the doctors here just cut and do not treat.

Their procedure is usually to knock the patient unconscious, quickly cut off the bad leg with a saw, and the patient wakes up screaming. After the amputation, the doctor presses a red-hot soldering iron to the wound to cause the blood to clot quickly.

Doctors do not rely on the scalpel to hold it steadily, but only look at the "speed".

During amputation, the patient will either die of pain, or die of excessive bleeding and hypovolemia.

Of course, there are also wounds that are infected and die.

In short, the surgery must be completed before the patient is conscious.

Dr. Helens is a well-known knife maker, but he's a little too fast today.

The patient's lower limb was cut off with a clean knife, and due to the excessive force, one of the patient's eggs and two fingers of the assistant were cut off by the way.

There was also a spectator who witnessed the operation and died of shock because he witnessed this bloody scene, and the patient died the next day.

According to Sebas, his assistant would also die from an infection in his finger.

Char was the first time she had seen three people die in an operation.

Of course, this is only because of the constraints of the times.

This bloody hand slaughtered.... Ahem, the benevolent doctor Dr. Helens is still very conscientious, in order to save people, he has been sleeping tirelessly since yesterday and has performed thirteen surgeries in a row, and successfully rescued three people from the hands of death.

"Anything else?" Char asked.

"There's only one one left."

Sebas turned his head to look into the distance.

That's the direction of the palace.....