The Doctor In the Steampunk World

The old man woke up after four hours of sleep. The old housekeeper checked the old man's physical condition again. After confirming that it was correct, he notified Simon to come and check.

"The old man really met a noble, Dr. Simon, I have to thank you." Not only did he feel refreshed after hearing the happy event, but his physical condition improved after some magical energy was removed, and the old man was in good spirits.

"I'm taking people's money to relieve others' disasters. You don't have to thank me too much. You have to thank yourself. If you didn't come to the outer city, we wouldn't be able to meet, and I wouldn't have a chance to treat you. "Simon responded with a smile while checking the skin condition of the old man's arm.

The old man's arm was dark gray, which was much lighter than before.

The magic energy on his arm has basically been removed, and the dark gray is the color of necrosis of skin tissue.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that I would have to thank myself in the end. Nick, listen, listen to Dr. Simon's absurd reasoning." The old man looked at the old housekeeper in astonishment and smiled happily.

"What Dr. Simon said is not unreasonable. If you don't come to the outer city, sir, you really won't be able to meet Mr. Simon." The old butler said with a smile.

The old man suddenly said: "Yeah, who would have thought that the descendants of the dignified Silver Knight Medal family are actually in the outer city, Doctor Simon, you are hiding deep enough."

"Forget it, I didn't hide it, and I won't say the reason." Simon waved his hand and didn't want to say more.

The old man didn't ask any more questions.

"The situation is not bad, but the equipment here is a bit rudimentary. I suggest you go to the big hospital in the inner city as soon as possible for a general examination." Simon said.

"I'll go back to the inner city for inspection tomorrow."

Without Simon's reminder, the old man had already made up his mind to go back to the inner city for a checkup tomorrow morning.

"Nick has already told me that you plan to use a week to remove the magic energy from me, so I don't know how much you are asking." the old man asked.

"A total of four courses of treatment, each course of 30,000 eagle coins. In addition, you have to promise me a condition. The condition is very simple, you need to ensure that I will remove the magic energy for you today, and it will not be spread. Mr. John promised. Now, I can continue to treat you."

Simon had already figured out the price when he was resting. His means of removing magic energy had no cost to him at all, and even without money, it was beneficial to him.

But Simon wants to make money. The old man has a lot of money. It doesn't matter if he makes a little more money.

He asked for confidentiality because he didn't want to make trouble. The old man can be said to be extremely polluted by magic energy. In his situation, magic energy can be eliminated. If someone with a heart knows about it, it will definitely attract prying eyes. Simon just wants to live in peace and really hates trouble.

"I agree to the price, and I also agree to your conditions."

The old man didn't hesitate at all, he agreed directly, and asked the housekeeper to give Simon a reward of 30,000 yuan, which was extremely refreshing.

It made Simon feel that the price he offered was a little low.

After the inspection, the old man insisted on inviting Simon to stay for dinner.

During the dinner, the old man was very enthusiastic about Simon. It could be seen that the old man planned to befriend Simon. After a meal, the relationship between the two sides has become a lot closer, and they are all called by their first names.

Before leaving, the old man prepared a carriage for Simon and took them home.

It was already seven or eight o'clock when we left, it was already night, and the streets were full of commuters rushing along.

When the carriage approached the streets of Hennington, a group of people suddenly stopped the carriage in the dark, surrounded the carriage, and their eyes were fierce.

When the passers-by on the street saw this, they lowered their heads, ignored them, and left the place faster. Most of the people who dare to grab people are from gangs, and they will only put themselves in when they help.

"Let's meet your friends in the car."

The person in the lead glanced at the coachman, looking at the coachman in suits and shoes with a smile on his face. This was not good intentions, he just found that the people in the coach would be very rich.

Simon glanced outside through the curtains. The people blocking the way had guys in their hands, some had knives, and some had a pistol on their waists, which was deliberately exposed for people to see.

York took out his pistol and asked Simon to get ready.

Simon regretted that he didn't bring a gun out.

"Friends outside, I'm the subordinate of old Manning on Hennington Street, can I save face and make way?" York said.

"Old Manning? I don't know you, come out obediently, and hand over the money you have. We only need the money, and if you give it, you can leave alive." The leader was angry.

Suddenly there was a gunshot, and a blood hole appeared on the forehead of the leader, who died tragically on the spot.

The person who shot was the man with short brown hair in a suit next to the coachman. He was the head of Old John's bodyguard, Lawrence.

When the coachman saw this scene, he took out his pistol and shot at the surrounding gang members. The one with the gun was the first to be shot.

After a few shots were fired, the bodies of the gang members lay in front of the carriage, and the other gang members dispersed. Pedestrians on the street fled due to the sound of gunfire, and there was only a carriage left on the empty street for a while.

When the gunshot rang, Simon immediately leaned on the edge of the carriage, ready to release the ghost.

Lawrence lifted the curtains of the car.

"Mr. Simon, it's all right, we can go on."

Simon looked out of the car. Four bodies were lying on the dirty street.

"Lawrence, you won't get into trouble, will you?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Simon, it'll be fine. There's not even a police station in this area, and the police won't come here. These people look like gang members. They're dead, and the police won't even bother. Robbery is the victim. Even if the police investigate, it will be fine." Lawrence replied.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." York also said.

Simon nodded.

"York, didn't you say that Father Manning is famous in the nearby streets? It doesn't seem to work."

York glanced at the corpse on the ground with a look of disgust.

"These people must be the thugs who came from downtown a week ago. These people are very cruel. They killed a gangster and replaced it as soon as they crossed the area. They don't have any rules. I heard Dad Manning say that this is The crowd seemed to be an outpost of the Lower Town gang, and the Lower Town gang wanted to reach out."

"But these people won't live long. The outer city has the rules and interests of the outer city~www.wuxiamtl.com~ They have broken the rules and harmed the interests of others, and they are greeted with the most ferocious revenge."

The coachman waved his whip, and the carriage slowly started, advancing on the dirty road and entering Hennington Street.

Simon didn't go home and went to Old Manning's restaurant.

"Simon, York. You finally came back, I thought something happened to you?" Father Manning was relieved to see Simon and York return safely.

"Mr. Simon, let's say goodbye first." Lawrence came over.

"sorry to bother you."

Lawrence got into the carriage, and the coachman turned the carriage away.

"Who is this person? He looks unusual."

"The bodyguard of the rich client's house you introduced."

"The other party arranged for bodyguards to bring you back. You cured the monopoly?"

"That's not true, it just relieved his condition."

"So, did you get paid?"

"Not only 10,000, but a full 30,000. Let's go in and talk about it."

"Thirty thousand? I'll go, that rich man is very proud."

Old Manning was a little surprised, and hurriedly let Simon, York and the others into the room. Taking Simon into the lounge, Simon gave old Manning a commission of 6,000 yuan.

Old Manning kissed a piece of red eagle coin fiercely.

"Simon, I really didn't see you wrong. You are really my **** of wealth."

"By the way, Monopoly has a follow-up course of treatment, but you don't even think about taking a commission for the next course of treatment."

"Of course, I have professional ethics."

Simon didn't tell him that the remaining three courses of treatment cost a total of 90,000. If so, Old Manning is unlikely to let go so easily.

He doesn't believe in the professional ethics of an intermediary with a gangster background.