Hearing that she had been promoted to a first-class maid, Wen Cha had a look of surprise and disbelief on her face.

"Really, really? My lord? ”

"Of course," Viscount Ansel gave her a disgusted look, "you are too satisfied to be so happy to be promoted to a first-class maid." ”

"This is great news for me," Wen Cha saluted him, "Believe me, you are the kindest and benevolent viscount I have ever met, and I will be forever grateful to you." ”

Seeing her excited face, Anse El snorted coldly, "Put away your flattery immediately, it's about to make me sick to my stomach." ”

Wen Cha's expression froze, and he quickly came back to his senses, "Okay, my lord." ”

"You will come and serve me in the future." Anse El said with a blank face, "I hope you can impress me." ”

"Of course," Wen Cha said with a smile, "I will definitely live up to your expectations." ”

"Go down," Ansel nodded, "and in a moment Mr. Adam will come and ask Hill to bring him over." ”

Adam is a doctor in the hospital near the castle, a middle-aged man in his thirties, carrying a medical kit through the hospital all the year round, and occasionally going to the nearby slums to treat the poor, and has a very good reputation in the Rose Manor.

It wasn't long before the doctor, wearing a bird's beak mask and a black robe, arrived.

He first greeted Butler Hill politely, and then walked towards the young viscount with the medical kit in his hand.

The wound on the Viscount's leg was a simple matter for Dr. Adam, and he took out the holy water he had brought from the church, sprinkled it on the Viscount's wound, and brought the Viscount the bean soup and salted fish boiled in the church, and whispered to the Viscount that he must eat them all, and asked the Viscount to pray to God and read the Bible more, and the merciful Lord Jehovah would surely bless the Viscount to get well quickly.

After listening to his doctor's advice, Ansel's originally sunny face instantly darkened.

This Lord Adam was a fanatical Christian, madly obsessed with God, and it was impossible to treat him realistically.

Anse Elton was angry, and his gentlemanly demeanor did not make him attack immediately, but his attitude fell to the bottom.

"Yes, sir," said he to Adam, "I will do as you instruct, and you will go back first." ”

Dr. Adam saw him with a pleasant face, thought he had taken his advice, and went away with a smile on his face.

As soon as he left the manor, Ansel summoned Steward Hill and threw all the disgusting things out.

"Quack," rebuked Ansel, limping from the window as he stood in front of the window, "how could there be such an old-fashioned doctor in Yorkshire!" ”

Steward Hill stood behind him tremblingly, not daring to speak at all.

You know, since the church was established, there have been such doctors everywhere in the country.

Their belief in God, their fascination with the Bible, and their preaching of the mantra that if you believe in God, you will not get sick, have attracted countless believers, and Yorkshire is no exception.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Anse El was angry and kicked him out, "Call Xicha over." ”

"Yes, sir."

Wen Cha walked into the front room, Anse El was still standing in front of the window, she walked behind him and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" Lord Viscount. ”

"Not good," Anse El said without looking back, "that Doctor Adam is a pure bale. ”

Wen Cha could roughly guess what the doctor said, and some thoughts flashed through his mind, "Your leg hasn't been properly healed, why don't we go to the largest hospital in Yorkshire and have a look, what do you think?" ”

Ansel turned his head, and when he saw that she was serious, the anger on his face suddenly dissipated, "You're right. ”

Butler Hill brought the carriage drawn by four large horses in the castle to the door, and was about to follow Ansel to the carriage, but Ansel stopped him, "The West Tea will follow me." ”

Steward Hill glanced at the maid behind him in disbelief, his eyes were complicated for a moment, and then he lowered his head and said respectfully, "Good luck, my lord."

Ansel ignored her, waited for Warm Tea to sit down beside him, and let the coachman move on.

Most of the doctors in Yorkshire today believe in God like Adam, and only in the hospital can some doctors get a higher education.

Wen Cha inquired and found the doctor named Abel.

This doctor was obviously much more reliable than Doctor Adam, and not only redressed the wound of Lord Viscount, but also mentioned some precautions.

Although the viscount had no expression on his face, he was very satisfied, and he, despite the status of the viscount, invited Dr. Abel to become the exclusive doctor of the castle.

Dr. Abel did not immediately agree, and he apologized that he could serve the Viscount, but not for the Viscount alone.

He is a doctor with medical ethics and wants to serve more patients.

This was not a difficult task for the Viscount, and he readily agreed, and returned to the castle with warm tea in a happy mood.

"Such a doctor can be regarded as a real doctor." Anse El sighed.

"Of course," Wen Cha agreed softly, "Dr. Abel is the most flexible doctor I've ever met. ”

"Fool," Ansel scolded when he heard this, "just because Abel is good at medicine doesn't mean he's the best doctor, and if you've been to London, you wouldn't think so." ”

"Is London good?" Wen Cha asked curiously, "Is it better than Yorkshire?" ”

"Of course," said the viscount lightly, "at least it's more prosperous than here."

Wen Cha nodded, and said with a little yearning, "If only I could go to London once."

When the young viscount heard this, he glanced at her, and when he saw that her eyes were like jade, with shallow expectation, he snorted coldly: "What's so difficult about this?"

"What did you say?" Wen Cha turned his head, a little unresponsive.

The Viscount said with a straight face, "If you want to go to London, you will have a chance soon."

Not long after returning to the manor, the injury on the viscount's leg began to heal slowly, and after almost a month, he was able to walk as usual.

On this day, Wen Cha brought the prepared breakfast to the table one by one, and after serving the Viscount carefully, Anse El stopped her, "Tomorrow we can go to London." ”

Wen Cha turned his head in surprise, and the viscount had a slight smile on his cold face, "When the time comes, you will go with me." ”

Wen Cha's eyes widened in shock, "Is what you said true?" ”

"Of course," said the Viscount, staring condescendingly at her, "a gentleman never cheats on a lady."

Warm tea: "......"

In London in early summer, the weather is very mild, and the city is full of liveliness, and people come and go *** weaving together, looking much more casual than Yorkshire.