Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 362 361. Concept of blood therapy

The patients in the clinic were indeed, as Yousefka said, panicked by the sudden hunting night, and then burst into anger.

The patient huddled in the corner, clutching the straw hat to his chest, as if hoping that this small straw hat could cover his whole body. His eyes glanced at Lan En nervously and he muttered.

"These are the people who are the outlanders and the bumpkins from the outside. These are the people who brought the plague!"

Lan En had long understood the hostility of the Yannan people towards outsiders. Therefore, even if he heard this person's mumbling, he would only regard it as the ravings of a mental patient.

Other patients were slumped on the bed with empty eyes. Or cowering, and then screaming in fear at the imagination in his mind.

Yousefka walks around various patients. What she can do at this time is not to treat these common diseases, but to comfort and comfort their hearts.

And just these tasks have already made her a little overwhelmed.

"Are you hungry, Oliveira?"

Viola held the ruby ​​brooch on her chest tightly and found a place to sit down with the two sisters. Under the much stronger scent of incense, their relaxed spirits finally noticed the hunger in their bodies.

The little girl nodded obediently and looked at her mother eagerly.

"I-I ate a lot at night, but I still feel hungry."

"I'm just like my sister, I'm also hungry mom."

Viola took the food out of her pocket, a large piece of thick-cut bacon, a piece of cheese, and two apples.

She herself found it strange that they had just had dinner not long ago.

Lan En watched them start eating, then walked over and took out a large piece of bread from the alchemy pocket on his back.

It was a dry-grain bread commonly found in travelers' pockets. It was baked much longer than ordinary bread to remove more moisture.

It's more solid, more filling, more durable and less delicious.

Viola's eyes widened, and the two little girls opened their mouths silently.

Not because of anything else, but because Lan En made a gesture like picking out his pocket, and what he took out was a bread stick as big as the arms of three adults put together!

"Food for strangers."

Lan En pouted and joked at the little girls, and the girls actually smiled in a relaxed manner, which was a rare expression on a hunting night.

The witcher then handed the bread stick to Viola.

"Eat sparingly, Viola. You should plan your food, the night is still long."

Viola didn't know why. In her common sense, the hunting night was just one night.

Lan En didn't explain much and just pushed the bread stick to her.

"This clinic looks very safe. Please stay here and don't go out alone."

The witcher said when he first entered that he still had something to do, so Viola wasn't too surprised.

She was just a 'kind hunter' who piously wished to help her and her daughter.

"May the holy blood guide your path, Mr. Lane. If you have your own goals, then please go and work on it. You have already helped us a lot."

Faced with Viola's blessing, Lan En smiled.

"But it's not enough. I promised Gascoigne to watch over you until he comes home. Now I just sent him to a place that looks safer."

"I will look for Gascoigne's whereabouts while doing business, and then ask him to come over. You just stay here, and don't think that just because you followed me out, it doesn't count as a hunting night. Danger, do you understand? You are just ordinary women and children, and you cannot afford to take a step away from incense at this night."

"We got it, Uncle Lan!"*2

The two little girls agreed simply, and Lan En smiled at them as an encouragement.

Then he looked seriously at Viola, who lowered his head and said nothing.

"I know you are a strong woman, with opinions, courage, and love for Gascoigne. But none of these can allow you to escape from the lycanthropic patient's blade, Viola. For the sake of the two children For my sake, just stay here!"

It wasn't until Viola nodded heavily that Lan En turned around and left.

He walked towards Yousefka, and the patients he passed on the road looked at him with resentment and contempt.

This is because of his foreigner status.

Everyone in Yanan could smell it, and the pure blood in his body was incompatible with Yanan.

This is a country bumpkin who has not been blessed by the holy blood.

Lan En turned a blind eye to these looks that were not lethal at all. If he even cared about this, then the discrimination he received in the magical world because of his status as a demon hunter would be much more serious.

Even if the farmers over there curse, they are much more versatile than the 'city people' here.

"Can I take a moment of your time, doctor?"

Facing Lan En's polite inquiry, Yousefka nodded simply, and the two walked to a corner of the hall to talk.

"Yanan's blood therapy seems to be very magical. How much do you know about it?"

Touting blood therapy is certainly an appropriate way to start a conversation with a Yanan doctor.

Before Yousefka knew it, the conversation got louder.

This made Lann give Mentos a thumbs up for formulating the conversation flow.

"Blood therapy. Ah, Mr. Lan En, why else did you come to Yanan? There is only blood therapy. Are you worried about your illness now? Sorry, the clinic does not have blood for blood therapy now."

Having said this, Yousefka's gentle face showed a deep apology.

The topic started from this, and Lan En unknowingly controlled the direction.

Mentos's reminder and the diplomatic memories of the Emperor's Children made Lann's conversation level rise.

From the words of Yousefka, a local doctor, Lan En had a general understanding of [blood therapy] for the first time, a technology that can be called the cornerstone of Yharnan.

The blood used in [Blood Therapy] does not appear out of thin air through rituals such as magic and transformation.

The Healing Church will use its own technology to select women with strong blood quality from the crowd. They are called 'blood saints'.

These saints then undergo internal training and training within the church to further improve their blood quality.

The blood extracted from the saints trained by these churches can be used for [blood therapy].

Otherwise, if you just follow the rituals and techniques of [blood therapy] but get confused about the key source of blood, it will even be called 'filthy' and 'blasphemous' in the church's rules.

The Healing Church's super dominance over Yanan comes from their monopoly on [blood therapy] technology and resources.

Ordinary people can't even understand what the so-called 'blood quality' is. After all, there seems to be no difference between those saints and ordinary people.

"If you want to know more about [blood therapy], then I would recommend that you go to the church for direct consultation after the hunting night."

Yousefka still regarded this hunting night as a normal night, talking easily about the day that would never come.

"The church welcomes foreign hunters. It is also the birthplace of [blood therapy]. If you want to learn about blood, that is the best place to go."

The doctor made a conclusion, and Lan En nodded silently.

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