Sword and Magic and Taxi

Eagle's Nest City was built on a high mountain, and there was not much space for the Duke of Aylin Valley, so there was even less room for the bachelor. Bachelor Komon has three rooms on a protruding tower. The smallest one is used to raise homing pigeons. The larger one is equipped with a bed and a desk. The largest one is half occupied by four bookshelves and the remaining half. It is a square table.

Sir Roderick is now lying on the square table, Quandang here is a temporary hospital bed. Ke Meng, hunched over, untied his clothes and bandages, and squinted his eyes to examine the wound.

"Well, um, it's very interesting. This method of treatment is awkward, but the luck is really good." Ke Meng took a small mallet and tapped Jazz's leg lightly: "At least the bones are aligned, but they just failed The correct force is slightly worse. But there is still salvation, my lord, there is salvation."

Upon hearing this, Sir Roderick felt relieved, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, his suffering was not in vain. He looked at Zhao Mai, who was watching by the wall with complicated eyes, and finally said: "I formally apologize to you for taking you on this journey and wasting your time."

"Okay, I accept it. Fortunately, there are gains everywhere, so I am not too disadvantaged." Zhao Mai waved his hand. "I understand your cautiousness. Your behavior is motivated by responsibility rather than selfishness. Although a little stupid, it is not evil. Now you can take care of yourself and don't think too much.

Upon hearing these words, Bachelor Ke Meng also turned his head to look at Zhao Mai: "So you have some research on behavioral science?"

Zhao Mai shook his head and pointed to the bookshelf to switch off the subject: "Can I borrow your books?"

"No!" Bachelor Ke Meng suddenly raised the volume, it seems that these books are what he values ​​most. "The knowledge inside can only be understood by the bachelor of Xuecheng, and only the bachelor can apply it correctly, so it is never borrowed."

"All right." Zhao Mai shrugged and continued to watch quietly. He wouldn't listen to the bachelor's words, and made up his mind to take a peek whenever he got the chance. Xuecheng is nothing more than an academic organization located in the "old town" thousands of miles away, dedicated to providing services to the lords, including medical treatment, heraldry, history, tactical staff, communications and other aspects. Students there have to pass various exams and issue certificates after checking their scores: various pendants made of different types of metals are hung on chains around their necks in a specific order. The more you hang (why is this unlucky word?), the better your academic performance, the more services you can provide.

Zhao Mai closed his mouth, and the room was much quieter. Bachelor Comon began to mix the medicine. "Drink and sleep well. After waking up, the operation will be over and there will be no pain." Sir Roderick nodded, drank the milky medicine and burped gently. Fell asleep.

After that, Bachelor Ke Meng began to "operate". Belts, splints, pillars, loose-leaf, bolts, all kinds of tools emerge in an endless stream, Zhao Mai has seen every kind, very common. So it is not the tools that play a real role, but his medical skills. Zhao Mai used psychic vision to barely see the dislocation of the bones under Rodrik's skin, but Bachelor Kemeng only needed touch and experience to do the same, and he did better than Zhao Mai. During the period when the patient was lethargic, Bachelor Komon constructed a new balance of forces for the Jazz, so that his bones could be restored.

After that, he wiped his sweat and continued to dispense the potion. Although he knew that Zhao Mai was watching, he didn't care. "The knowledge involved is very extensive. It's useless if you read it all and remember it." He said with a proud expression: "Boy, if you really want to learn, go to the school city in the old town. If you If you are smart enough, you can still get started."

"The old town is too far away, and the Eagle's Nest City is just right." Zhao Mai pinched his nose and was smoked enough. The green potion allocated by the Bachelor just now exudes a disgusting smell, and even the food reserves wailed, hiding outside to breathe. The closest bachelor just frowned, and the fingers holding the powder did not even shake. He carefully controls the temperature of the flame, the rate of cutting, the direction and intensity of stirring, and his face has a sacred expression. After a while, the odor disappeared, and the medicine turned into a pale yellow gel, with slight natural force fluctuations.

Zhao Mai's eyes widened, what happened to the natural force that suddenly appeared? All that can emit such energy fluctuations can be called magic potions, but aren't magic potions only made by magic? The technique of Bachelor Ke Meng just now had nothing to do with magic, but the bottle of potion undoubtedly broke through the "impossibility".

The bachelor carefully applied the gel-like ointment to Sir Roderick's legs and lower back, and continued to gently rub to promote the absorption of the ointment. Zhao Mai beat him, such as wiping his sweat, handing things or something. After working for more than four hours, it was already bright outside, and Bachelor Ke Meng finally stopped.

"Okay, this is over, the rest is to wait for him to wake up." The bachelor squinted his eyes and looked at the sun outside through the narrow window to estimate the time. "Well, it is estimated that there will be two hours before he can pass the medicine."

"Does Jazz need to do anything after he wakes up?" Zhao Mai asked.

"Oh, just lie down and rest. Even if you go to the toilet, you can't come down. You can wait." Bachelor Kemeng yawned: "I'm going to sleep for a while. If Lord Robin (the current six-year-old Lord of Ailin Valley) ) Find me and wake me up quickly."

"Bachelor Ke Meng, I really want to learn from you, and I hope you will not hesitate to enlighten me." Zhao Mai said sincerely.

"I've told you everything, go to the old town if you want to learn, don't bother me again!"

"Why don't you want to teach me medical skills? People who can treat illnesses and wounds are popular everywhere, aren't they? Xuecheng doesn't agree with the spread of knowledge?"

"Huh, Xuecheng prohibits the spread of dangerous knowledge, but medical skills are not included in this list. However, this has nothing to do with Xuecheng! Although I am old, I am not confused!" Ke Meng shook his head, slanting his eyes and turning his eyes white. Take a look. "Xuecheng has never sent someone to replace me, so Mrs. Lysa asked someone from her sister? From the first sight of you, I don't like the taste of conspiracy on you!"

"Uh, all right. As long as it is not forbidden by the rules of the school, it's just a matter between you and me." Zhao Mai stood up straight and suddenly approached Bachelor Ke Meng. He is much taller than a bachelor, and he can look down on Ke Meng condescendingly.

"What do you want to do?" The bachelor's body shook for a while, and the necklace on his chest rattled. All bachelors are knowledgeable people, but all bachelors do not have any fighting skills. "guard……"

"I just want to convince you." Zhao Mai raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the ear of Bachelor Ke Meng. "I have many methods of persuasion, one of which is called mental hypnosis."

Bachelor Ke Meng suddenly felt a trance, yawned uncontrollably, and fell slantingly in Zhao Mai's arms. Zhao Mai moved a chair, took the bachelor in and arranged it, and found him a blanket to cover him.

"I'm not here to grab your job, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing." Zhao Mai said to him: "I will take up some of your time to learn some skills in curing diseases and dispensing medicine. Read your book. When I leave, everything will be the same as when I came."

In the history of Xuecheng, is there a mathematician who wants to become a magician, but few people have succeeded in history, and there has been no one in the past 100 years. If it is accurately classified, Zhao Mai's psychic powers are strictly classified and not considered magic, but to the people of Westeros, they are no different from magic, and Bachelor Kemeng has almost no resistance and is hypnotized.

"Ke Meng, it's time for the exam again. Xuecheng wants to find out how well you master knowledge." In Ke Meng's mind, Zhao Mai has already turned into the superintendent of the school, and he is experiencing familiarity again. But the exam. But this time the exam is different.

"In the past, you were asked to answer questions, so that you can only test your mastery of some knowledge points. Now what you want to test is your mastery of the entire knowledge system." Zhao Mai said to Ke Meng through psychic powers: "Think about it. Summarize what you have learned here in your own words. The time limit is two hours. Let's start now."

Ke Meng was sleeping with his eyes closed and his mouth wide open. After a while, he began to talk in dreams, slowly telling the knowledge he had learned. (To be continued.)