The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

The Municipal Hospital is in the Government North District.

Enya is also in the North District, so maybe we can run into her.

Ansu left the reply hall. The night had cleared and the dawn sun was shining down.

There are palm trees planted on both sides of the path. The long and narrow palm leaves make a rustling sound in the wind, and the gaps between the leaves cut the sunlight into pieces.

What a beautiful morning.

Anzu was in a good mood.

Although there is chaos everywhere outside,

But inside the municipal area, there is a bright and sunny feeling with favorable wind and clear light.

In this case, it is time to better serve the citizens.

Ansu walked towards the North District, passed through the long corridor, turned a few turns, and saw the municipal hospital, where doctors with the best medical skills on the border were located.

There are many senior doctors, so patient resources will not be available. This is Ansu's first concern.

Moreover, there will be many candidates for interviews as restoration warlocks.

Candidates who far surpassed the recovery warlock.

After all, although the restoration warlock is also a third-level position, he is the top of the third level. In addition to the risk of baldness caused by excessive use of magic, its danger level is much lower than that of the restoration warlock.

The soul need not be insulted yet.

Because of the large number of applicants, the assessment is more difficult.

There were soldiers at the entrance of the municipal hospital. As soon as they saw Ansu, they asked, "Do you know the recovery technique?"

"I know X-rays." Ansu showed him this magic. The introduction to the magic said 'healing auxiliary magic'

"Okay, you're accepted, go in and work." The soldier said.

[Third-level position: Restoration Warlock]

"?" Ansu was confused.

So simple?

Ansu entered the municipal hospital and saw row after row of injured lying at the door, forming a long queue, with stretchers lined up all the way outside the hospital - there was a big riot outside, so naturally there were more injured people.

Ansu was very satisfied.

As a doctor, being able to save more patients and save more lives is naturally a joyful thing.

Dr. Ansu is a doctor with great medical ethics.

The patients at the front of the queue are either rich or noble, or are from relatively high-level races, such as volcano demons, elves, dragons, etc. They have the right to jump in line to receive treatment.

The patients in front of me all looked arrogant. They came in because they were fighting, and their limbs were damaged and they lost a lot of blood. Although they were very angry, they couldn't lose their momentum, and their attitudes were quite bad.

"This hospital is broken."

"Why hasn't anyone come out to receive your father yet?"

"Kid next to you, are you the new doctor?"

"Heal your uncle quickly. Your uncle is still rushing back to fight!"

Some patients even shouted angrily at Ansu.

"As soon as I saw you, my condition got worse."

It was an old elf man named Scar, an old nobleman. He was obviously very experienced in medical blackmail. "You're waiting to pay for it!"

In fact, he is not sick.

It's just that I'm older.

The reason why they are in the first row and occupy medical resources is actually because they want to get in and extort money.

If the recovery warlock said no, he would say that he was so angry that he had a heart attack and was going to die in the emergency room on the spot.

The noble patient dies in the emergency room, and the recovery warlock is about to lose his life.

Over and over again, he relied on this trick to make a fortune.

Make money every week.

Facing the medical trouble, Ansu was not angry. On the contrary, he was very happy because such high-quality patients had more commemorative significance for him to devote himself to the medical cause.

But the strange thing is that there is indeed not a single doctor in this huge municipal hospital.

Not even a trainee doctor.

It seems a bit strange.

Ansu thought for a while and thought of something.

Enya is in the North Courtyard, could it be...

"Master Ansu."

Enya's voice suddenly came from behind, and Ansu turned around.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The whirling sunlight dazzled people's eyes, and Enya appeared behind Ansu without knowing when.

She was wearing a snow-white medical gown, with the shadow of the swaying palm trees reflected on the white gown. The maid lady was already tall, and the white gown made her look mature and cold.

"Do you like this uniform?" Her temperament was destroyed as soon as she opened her mouth. "It seems you like this way of playing."

"So you guessed that I would come to interview the Restoration Warlock." Ansu said.

"Of course." Enya said calmly.

"How did you guess that?"

"It is natural for a maid to guess her master's thoughts. I can also guess some of your next thoughts."

Enya spoke naturally and lowered her voice quietly, "I have removed all your obstacles for you."

"." Ansu finally knew why the hospital was so empty.

I still remember Miss Enya’s answer when Ansu said he wanted to take the saint test: ‘I can assassinate the other candidates so that you can pass. ’

But this time she really did it.

All the interviewees at the municipal hospital have been assassinated one by one by Enya!

"What about the other doctors?" Ansu asked.

"It's taken care of by the way."

Niubi.

Ansu thought to himself.

He seemed to know why he only showed an X-ray and passed the interview.

Because all the restoration warlocks were assassinated by Enya!

Enya has always aimed to be the perfect maid, and these things are just basic operations for her.

"I have dealt with all your obstacles. Now you are the only doctor left in the whole hospital - my position is a nurse."

"The patient and I belong only to you, you can do whatever you want."

Please don't say such misleading words. Ansu thought to himself.

When Enya said this, she gently pushed the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears. The cold wind blew her snow-white gown. She blinked her amber eyes and held her head high.

"So, can you give me a compliment?"

"What a great job." Ansu said sincerely, being able to keep up with his own thoughts.

Enya tilted her head comfortably, like a satisfied cat.

As Enya said, without other doctors, all patients would have to be dealt with by themselves.

Ansu was very happy.

He can help others well.

After entering the emergency room, there were very professional medical equipment on the bed, including blood bags, baby skull specimens, and pieces of decaying flesh.

The construction of the hospital bed is also very particular. The hospital bed made of skeletons is very professional. In order to provide a clear field of vision for the operation, candles are burning at the four corners of the hospital bed, and the light of the fire is swaying.

Very warm.

"Did you prepare these things in advance?" Ansu asked Enya.

"I think you will use it." Enya said very considerately, "When I was at the border with you, I saw what you had placed, but I didn't know if it was placed correctly."

"Preparing the hospital bed is the basic quality of a nurse."

The maid helped Ansu set up the altar in advance!

The yelling outside became more serious, and some patients' family members began to throw stones into the emergency room.

In this case, Ansu needs to show off his basic qualities as a doctor.

【Surgery in progress】

[Please ensure that the surgical survival rate is above 60%]

[Current patients: 100 people]

"Viscount Scar, please come in." Ansu said.

"I tell you, my life will be in danger at any time."

The old nobleman walked in angrily. He still had a arrogant look on his face and wanted to blackmail Ansu, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the gloomy operating table made of skeletons.

His momentum suddenly softened.

Did you make a mistake?

"Please lie down on the operating table." Ansu served with a smile.

After all, Ska has lived for hundreds of years and has a lot of experience. What kind of operating table is this? This is clearly an altar used for sacrifices by the Esoteric Cult of Life!

He wanted to leave, but saw the door of the operating room slammed shut by Enya.

"Please continue the operation." Enya smiled.

"I'm not sick." Scar swallowed.

"You are joking." Ansu's eyes flashed with x-rays, looking through Scar's belly. "You are obviously pregnant, or you are pregnant with twins."

"Why am I pregnant with twins?" Before Ska could say anything, he felt his abdomen swell rapidly, and the heartbreaking pain penetrated deep into his soul. The old man had a headache and fell straight to the ground.

His.

Ska was about to cry. He had been doing this for so long and finally saw a birth!

[Intermediate Magic: Gift from God]

[God-given title: Jian Dongxi]

Before coming, Ansu also used "Praise of Holy Light" on one of the most chaotic neighborhoods outside.

One night passed, and his body could withstand the infusion of magic value again.

This way, there will be enough energy to serve patients.

"I am a professional doctor, how can I lie to you?" Ansu, a kind-hearted doctor, said seriously, "Let me help your child be born first."

"Saving lives is our duty."

"Our hospital provides a complete one-stop service."

Let the chaos reach its peak!

Ansu's eyes were filled with joy.

The young man was obviously smiling, but in Scar's eyes, he looked so terrifying and terrifying.

"I'm not sick, I'm not sick, let me out - ahhhhhh!!"