Capítulo 1737: Chapter 1732: Bitter Fruit (26)
“Really? I think so too.”
Brother Dorian praised his own craftsmanship, and Fu Qian cooperated by lifting the doll and giving an honest review.
The workmanship was undoubtedly impressive, far superior to the legendary Needle Witch Wu Kelin.
The main issue now was that Doctor Dorian didn’t seem to be boasting.
“Do you need a doctor, outsider?”
As expected, after the doll successfully piqued his interest, Dorian took the initiative to inquire about his purpose, sounding like he was soliciting custors.
The insight was undoubtedly accurate, but the reaction was a bit too similar to that of an old lady.
So, to the local inhabitants, does everything an outsider like do seem epheral, like fleeting clouds?
To Doctor Dorian, am I just another stranger seeking dical consultation at the break of dawn?
Interesting.
The decision to gather more props was correct.
Fu Qian looked down at what he held in his hands.
The next mont, he didn’t rush to speak but instead drew a sword and made a cut on his left arm, deftly extracting a blood clot and flicking it away.
He even slowed the process deliberately, allowing the other party to see clearly.
“As you can see, yes.”
…
Doctors indeed dislike patients who operate on themselves.
For a brief mont, no sound erged from the consultation room, not even from the eyes peeking through the window.
Fu Qian was well aware that the other party had simply changed to a more concealed position, scrutinizing the weapon in his hands, perhaps assessing its safety.
It was entirely understandable, as under the deliberately suppressed recovery effect, the blood was still trickling down, combined with various marks all over his body, making for quite a visual impact.
With this understanding, Fu Qian did not rush, standing calmly for the assessnt.
“All these… are yours?”
And finally, at a certain mont, Dorian’s voice erged from behind the door.
“None of them are.”
Fu Qian surprisingly showed honesty, twirling the sword and pointing in a certain direction.
“I arrived yesterday, wandered around a bit, and t many kind-hearted people… Like this doll.”
He gestured at the doll again.
“I t her owner, Hilary, at the church. Although she seed silent at first glance, I later realized she’s a warm-hearted lady, not chained by her beliefs.”
“After chatting with for a while, she expressed that she couldn’t assist with my problem and suggested I look elsewhere, gifting this.”
“It is indeed exquisite, don’t you think? Although I feel it lacks a bit of her charm.”
Fu Qian gestured at the doll’s veil casually.
“Walking along, I kept thinking, would the effect be better if I reversed it and placed it on top? It would create more contrast than simply lowering the collar.”
“Considering it that way, it indeed seems so…”
Fu Qian’s fabrications were always seamless, and as he began expressing his creative inspiration, Dorian finally chid in slightly, albeit in a sowhat stiff tone.
“Right… As for this sword, a kind gentleman unearthed it from a pit and, unable to use it himself, generously gifted it to .”
“The most touching gesture, however, was from an elderly lady who not only told I should visit the clinic in such situations but even personally guided partway before leaving near the destination.”
Fu Qian displayed pure gratitude, seemingly deeply touched despite being an outsider in a foreign land.
Click!
This ti, Dorian did not directly comnt on his claim. With a soft sound, the door finally opened from the inside.
…
“Please, co in.”
“It actually sounds quite nice. I should be grateful to them, really. It’s been a while since I’ve had any custors.”
The door opened wide, allowing Fu Qian to easily see the dical facilities inside.
Doctor Dorian, whom he hadn’t seen for a day, stood sideways behind the door, gesturing invitingly to him.
It was hard to tell whether it was a genuinely sincere remark, clearly reaffirming that to him, Fu Qian was visiting for the first ti, and it had been a long ti since the clinic had opened.
“I can see that.”
Fu Qian’s face was naturally unworried, and he did not rush inside like most seeking dical attention but stood outside first to observe briefly, confirming the dical conditions and potential pitfalls.
The quietness was undeniable, and the layout was strikingly similar to last ti.
The only difference was the chair where he had received treatnt before was still there, but the doll had disappeared, as if temporarily put away.
Whizz—
Nodding in acknowledgnt of the poor business, Fu Qian switched his sword to the other hand, deftly picking out another blood clot and only then stepped inside, cautious not to soil the floor.
“It’s nothing, but your situation does look quite severe. How did it end up like this?”
Doctor Dorian seed to admire his ticulousness.
Of course, with the benevolence of a healer, he signaled that blood spattered on the floor was alright while primarily concerned about his condition.
“Repentance leads to actualization.”
Without turning his head, Fu Qian responded sharply, demonstrating an introspective view on his ailnt.
“I previously beat a pregnant woman, causing her to have a preterm birth. Perhaps due to that, I’ve been cursed.”
…
At that mont, even the well-worn Doctor Dorian seed rather affected, not only failing to respond but the act of closing the door slowed sowhat.
“Additionally, the visible symptoms are just part of it; my head is filled with the cries of an infant, not the pleasant kind.”
However, Fu Qian’s confession hadn’t ended, as he found a seat and continued.
“I must say, this is indeed a rare case I’ve encountered.”
“It’s not that I dismiss the idea of a curse, but isn’t your situation overly severe?”
Being accustod to various life scenarios, Doctor Dorian finally adjusted his emotions, closed the door, and sat down, furrowing his brow.
“Excessively severe, perhaps…”
The doctor’s assessnt seed to affect Fu Qian, who pondered for a mont, then recalled sothing.
“Could it be due to multiple grievances? I had a more severe encounter earlier.”
This wasn’t an unfounded accusation against himself.
Considering the Godson’s affinity for traditional birthing thods, his reputation as a Godson nesis had led to nurous controversial acts.
What Fu Qian referred to was an event shortly after starting his side job, accompanying Night Watchman Squad to encounter the lady who chewed tea cups.
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