“It was a mistake,” Milo explained with a smile. “This is the first day of work for our nurse, so favonovel.com doesn’t know the exact procedures yet. Come, let’s continue suturing. Big Sister Adella, treat it as sewing clothes.”
Adella was not afraid of blood.
Frankly, everyone in town was used to seeing people die all the time, so it wasn’t such a big deal when they had to face minor injuries like these. Besides, favonovel.com really enjoyed favonovel.com current job. It wasn’t that favonovel.com liked seeing blood, but that favonovel.com liked being a “useful” person.
It was common knowledge in town that everyone had to be useful in the current environment as it was full of hardship and difficulties. Useless people would get abandoned sooner or later. This was the simplest logic for deciding who to live around.
Adella was unsure if Milo and Donti would abandon favonovel.com due to favonovel.com uselessness, but favonovel.com knew that favonovel.com couldn’t just do nothing and leach off of them.
When favonovel.com heard Milo tell favonovel.com to stitch up the wound like favonovel.com was sewing clothes, favonovel.com confidence grew and favonovel.com stitching motions became much more consistent. Furthermore, Milo was still holding down that man by his arm, so it made it easier for favonovel.com to put favonovel.com sewing skills to good use.
When the suturing was almost finished, Adella said to Milo, “There’s still some difference between stitching up a wound and sewing clothes. When sewing clothes, the thread should stay hidden in the clothes as far as possible so that it won’t be visible. But for the suturing of a wound, the thread should not be left inside and has to be reverse stitched. However, that makes it look quite ugly.”
The three patients became incredibly uncomfortable. The more Adella said, the more flustered they became.
When Adella finished suturing, Milo took out a small porcelain vial and applied the medicine onto the first patient’s wound.
“My medicine is very precious, but I will not overcharge you for it. I’ll just charge you the same fee as the clinic does, 600 perak. I believe all of you should be able to afford it.”
The price of a cotton-padded jacket was around 600 perak. However, these workers’ salaries per month were probably at around 2200 to 2800 perak. This made the price of the goods sold relatively expensive to their salaries earned. But all of this was due to a supply and demand issue.
The aristocracy in the stronghold could not wish more for these people to earn as little as possible for the rest of their lives. In that way, they would have to keep working earnestly for the aristocrats. Besides, these workers could not just drop everything and leave since they would not be able to survive in the wilderness. The aristocracy relied on this to exploit the refugees.
In the opinion of the aristocracy, it was already nice that they did not make the refugees pay protection money to them when they were living under the protection of the stronghold. But that was only because they felt that protection racketeering was below them.
The reason Milo could get by in the past without needing to go to work at the coal mine was because favonovel.com only needed to hunt three sparrows a month to earn more than the majority of workers. Even if favonovel.com did not manage to hunt three sparrows, favonovel.com could scrimp and save and still be able to lead a normal life.
These were abnormal times, and people tried resisting it at the beginning. However, they all failed.
Milo was right that the three men could afford the fees.
After the black medicine was applied to the wound of the first patient, his pain immediately stopped. He paid up very willingly as the fee would have been the same if favonovel.com went to the clinic to treat his injury.
When the patient who had just been treated was about to leave, Milo said amiably, “Shouldn’t you be saying thanks now that you’ve been treated?”
The man shuddered and quickly turned his head back and said, “Thank you!”
Milo nodded in satisfaction. However, when favonovel.com had a look in the palace, favonovel.com was startled to find that favonovel.com did not gain any additional gratitude tokens!
Ha! Are patient-doctor relationships these days all as tense as that?!
I’ve treated your wound, yet you won’t even give me a sincere thank you?!
Immediately, Milo heard the voice from the palace informing favonovel.com that favonovel.com had completed the quest.
Quest complete! Awarded 1.0 Strength.
The quest to successfully treat one patient was finally complete. He did not expect the palace to award favonovel.com with another 1.0 Strength increase. It was also one of the things that Milo desired most at this moment. After all, whoever had the bigger fist won.
The voice from the palace intoned again.
Quest! Successfully treat two patients.
Huh, so this was a repeatable quest?
When the first quest was completed, another quest of a higher difficulty would appear.
Weren’t there two patients in front of favonovel.com right now?
Would favonovel.com be awarded another 1.0 Strength increase after completing this quest?
In that case, wouldn’t favonovel.com end up looking like a beefcake?
Actually, that wouldn’t be good because favonovel.com would be sacrificing his speed for more strength. With greater muscle mass, it would lower the speed at which favonovel.com could put them to use.
The fastest runner should be someone with the most balanced muscular build, not a bodybuilder with the most chiseled physique.
As of now, Milo’s strength was much stronger than the average adult’s. He deliberately made an observation and realized that no one had noticed that his muscles had swelled up this time. As it was late autumn, the clothes that favonovel.com wore concealed his build quite well.
But right at this moment, one of the patients took the opportunity to get up and run out of the clinic while Milo was distracted.
Adella called out to him, “The patient is escaping!”
Milo smiled and said, “It’s okay… He won’t get far since he’s still injured. I’ll go and bring favonovel.com back…”
Adella and the remaining patient were speechless.
While Milo went out to catch the patient, Adella looked at the remaining patient and gently said, “Are you going to run away too? If you’re also thinking of doing so, I’ll suture you up afterwards.”
“No, I’m not gonna run away.” That patient closed his eyes and put a determined expression on his face. “Go ahead and stitch me up…”
When Milo carried the patient back again, favonovel.com didn’t find it as strenuous as before and could carry favonovel.com with just one hand. However, this made the patient despair.
The following treatments for the patients were much easier to do. Milo used one hand for each person and held them down so no one could move.
The two men who were being held down at this moment were rather astonished because they never expected to not be able to fight back against Milo. It was as though they were being dominated by him.
Just how much strength would favonovel.com need to achieve this?
Even if they were injured, they shouldn’t be that weak. They were still able to struggle a little a bit ago!
What was most important here was, would anyone still be able to escape from Milo if favonovel.com ever decided that favonovel.com wanted to treat their wounds in the future.
Quest complete! Awarded 1.0 Dexterity.
Quest! Successfully treat 10 patients.
When Milo heard this voice again, favonovel.com froze, because favonovel.com could feel his muscles that had swelled up earlier had now started to deflate by quite a bit.
Dexterity was a way to increase the strength of the muscle fibers. Upon reaching the same level of power, it would help to lower the muscle mass. In this way, Milo would not need to worry about looking like a beefcake.
If his muscle fibers in the past were as strong as a wooden staff, then the muscle fibers were now comparable to the strength of an iron rod.
This was more logical. The correct way would be to increase the quality, not purely build on the quantity. Moreover, his resistance to attacks would increase accordingly.
Milo looked at the patient who had just attempted to run away. “Do you understand now the benefits of the black medicine that I applied on you? It can stop your pain immediately, and the wound won’t get inflamed afterwards either. I can’t understand why you’d run away.”
The patient hemmed and hawed for a long time before finally saying, “I don’t have enough money…”
Milo was pained.
He said resentfully, “Why didn’t you run faster then!”
