Dr. Coombe stood in front of his bed, his gaze soft and kind, like the sun rising in the morning, and he felt warm. Most of the patients he treats have seen such a look, which often means that they are almost healed and are in good condition.

The child lying on the bed had most of the bandages removed from his body and no longer looked like the old mummy. But it also made him look thinner, much thinner than the local kids. Dr. Coombe secretly compared to himself that his own son had been so old, but he was much older, and that Aaron was like a calf compared to this child.

"Tell me, son, what's your name?" Dr. Coombe leaned over. His voice when he speaks will make everyone feel relatable.

"My name is Qi Lang, sir. The child propped himself up, but was stopped by Dr. Coombe and leaned back on the pillow. His black pupils were filled with gratitude, but there was more of peace in them. That doesn't seem reasonable. Dr. Coombe was about to take a closer look at Zi Lang's eyes, but he politely avoided them.

"Hello, Qi Lang. My name is Qom and I'm a doctor. Coom introduced himself. He tried to reach out and shake the child's hand, but he stopped himself again - the child still had bandages on his arm.

"Hello, sir. Qi Lang stretched out his hand and gently shook Coombe's big hand, "Yuri told me that you saved my life. You also spent three more Syr for this. ”

"Oh, he said so......" Coombe helped his glasses. Hearing that Yuri had told the child so clearly about the money in the first moment after he woke up after fifteen days of sleep, he didn't seem to feel very embarrassed.

"I'll give you back the money, sir. Qi Lang took this very seriously, and he interrupted Dr. Qom and said, "...... But I don't have any money right now. ”

"Little one, I didn't say I wanted you to pay me back. Mr. Coombe laughed kindly, "And don't call me sir, call me Coombe." ”

"Yes, sir...... Mr. Coombe. Qi Lang seemed to have a hard time accepting this title in a short period of time, and he tried to correct himself, but he still had to add the word sir.

"You call it convenient......" Mr. Coombe didn't dwell too long on the salutation, knowing that time would ease the child. As long as he became more familiar with himself, he would shout happily as soon as he saw him, like all the children in the town, "My father is going to invite you to my house for a meal." ”

Of course, this kid named Qi Lang probably didn't have any relatives living in this Shachi town, he was just trying to make his way through a poor slave in Snow Wolf Canyon.

mentioned the miracle half a month ago, which has spread in the town in the past two days: "There is an Oriental man who got out of the Snow Wolf Canyon alive!?" "He probably suffered too much radiation on his body, and even the hungry wolf didn't want to touch him." "Or maybe he's the legendary Oriental monster, who knows how to do magic or something, so that the wolves are turned into beetles when they bite him......"

Dr. Coombe didn't have to see it to imagine the disgusted expressions on the faces of those men when they talked about it.

"You're in luck. Dr. Coombe tried for a long time, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity and couldn't help but mention the child's tragic experience that day, "Those wolves didn't tear off any of your organs, they just left you with a lot of injuries......

"Yes, Mr. Coombe. Qi Lang didn't actually answer Qom's question, "As you said, I'm lucky. ”

"Uh......" Dr. Coombe laughed awkwardly. He wasn't a bag to inquire, and he didn't want to get any exclusive talking points from Qi Lang. He's just a doctor, the doctor who makes this kid owe a lot of money. Dr. Coombe thought so.

"So," Dr. Coombe said abruptly shifting the subject, trying to lighten the mood a little more, "what are you going to do next?" I mean...... You're free now, you have to have a job of your own, don't you?"

Seeing that the child began to frown and think seriously, Dr. Coombe soon began to hate his clumsy tongue: "Of course, I don't want you to pay me back...... But do you want to...... What about doing odd jobs in Mr. Coombe's little clinic? If you put your mind to it, you might end up with a medical license, you see, like that piece of paper hanging on the wall. ”

For the first time, Qi Lang showed a little smile at the corner of his mouth, revealing four or five white and neat teeth. But Mr. Coombe could see that there seemed to be some melancholy in his eyes, which a child of his age should not have. Of course, he was a slave, and it is estimated that the time is not short, so it seems that the child's reaction is still very reasonable.

"I want to be a soldier, a proud warrior of the Luman Empire. This should have been a very bloody word, but in Qi Lang's mouth, it was unexpectedly calm.

The answer was of course unexpected, and when he saw the smile, he expected the child to say yes. But then he felt that it was inevitable: no slave would take such a risk to break out of Snow Wolf Canyon and become a doctor—or be adopted by a doctor.

If the slaves really wanted to change their fate and change to ordinary work, he could choose to walk over the more than thirty-meter-high single-plank bridge in the ruins of Emmen, or go to the Suril crater to collect ten medium-grade spiritual ores that had not been contaminated by radiation...... According to the rules of the Empire, they were free to choose the work of normal citizens without discrimination, except as soldiers. Of course, those are also very difficult, and they can be called nine deaths, but Snow Wolf Canyon is certain to die!

However, this Dongfang kid named Qi Lang successfully walked out, and the curse of certain death should also be rewritten, probably changed to two hundred and fifty-seven deaths. This is a record of the past twenty years that everyone in Shachage Town knows very well.

"Okay...... Since that's your choice. Dr. Coombe noticed a look of frustration in his tone. In fact, it is no wonder that this is the first time he has hope after losing his son in middle age, but the child's decision has dashed his hopes in the blink of an eye.

Qi Lang struggled to move again, as if he wanted to free up the bed for the patient who never existed and needed the wooden bed more, and he had to run to the barracks registration office in the west of the town with his chest held out in the face of the curious but secretly resentful eyes of the townspeople, fill in his name, and hand it in. As a slave who broke out of the Snow Wolf Canyon, he really should show such pride.

But Dr. Coombe pressed Qi Lang back into the pillow very seriously but carefully, "You can't rush to move out yet, child. The draft doesn't begin until the end of next month, and I've forced you to recuperate here before you can sign up. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Coombe. Qi Lang didn't struggle, and honestly lay back into the comfortable wool blanket. The gratitude in his eyes was full of sincerity in his calmness. Dr. Coombe's heart was relieved again - there was nothing more joyful than saving a life. But the strange thing is, why is there a soldier profession in this world?

Dr. Coombe watched as Qi Lang quietly fell asleep. From the moment he arrived at his clinic, the Oriental child had always been quiet, and even when Yuri clumsily changed his dressing for him a few times, he only frowned, letting the beads of sweat flow like the waters of the Etrian River flooded, but the two thin and moderate lips were always closed. God knows how this child could endure such pain, if it were a different person, let alone a child of his age, even an adult soldier would cry his mother's name like a girl.

But the obsessive Oriental child in front of him, though as thin as a skeleton, was the strongest child Dr. Coombe had ever seen in more than thirty years of practice. He probably was born to be a fearless soldier, like Lieutenant Quill or Lieutenant Dodim. Dr. Coombe thought about it, and couldn't help smiling—speaking of the upright and serious Lieutenant Dodim, who had been uncharacteristically curious and inquisitive like a Doberman, and who had stopped himself at the entrance of town for three days in a row to hear more about the child. But what more can I know, the child is still alive, that's all.

More than a month passed in a blink of an eye, Qi Lang's injuries were not as serious as he imagined, or there was some special force supporting him, he recovered unexpectedly, and with Dr. Qom's good food, he looked a little stronger than when he came.

Yuli is also excited about the child's recovery, which, in his words, is a miracle that Dr. Coombe prays for every day. It's just that he is worried about adding two eggs and 150 grams of steak to the child's meal at each meal, and he thinks that with Qi Lang's appetite, it is enough to cut the amount by half. Dr. Coombe had spent enough money on this child.

Qi Lang was already able to go to the ground half a month ago, and he didn't need Yuli's instructions to help him take over the task of cleaning up the clinic every day. Dr. Coombe had been forcing himself not to persuade Qi Lang, even though he thought that the boy was really fit to be a good doctor based on the meticulousness and responsibility he had shown in his work.

Conscription for the Reich has finally begun. When Yuri brought Zirang to say goodbye, Dr. Coombe remembered something important.

"I almost forgot about it, and now it's time to return it to its rightful owner. Dr. Coombe was holding the same wolf tooth necklace, "What is it, a souvenir?"

Qi Lang linked the item and stared at it a few times, as if he couldn't figure out what to call it: "It was left to me by my mother, it should be considered a souvenir." I thought it was lost in that canyon......"

Dr. Coombe smiled, it was indeed almost lost, but it was in the trash, but he had checked it before Yuli was ready to clean it up. It's not a very valuable thing, but Dr. Coombe knows the meaning of it—how can items related to precious memories of the past be thrown away as garbage?

When it was finally time to part, Qom wanted to say, "Son, the door here will always be open to you." But the doctor held back.

"My brave soldier," said Qom, pressing Zirang's shoulder, "I hope that Dr. Qom's little clinic will never have to leave a bed for you." ”