Chapter 518 - 147. Seeing ghosts
Seeing a doctor is an art. If it costs less than a silver coin, don’t even bother considering it. It’ll absolutely be some old-school orthodox doctor who’ll just bleed you for treatment, soak some bread in Holy Spirit Church pool water for you to eat. You might come across someone who understands things and gives you some herbs. That’s kind of hit or miss, though. A really skilled old-school doctor actually knows their stuff. Herbs can be more reliable than new pharmacology. The shoddy ones will just ruin your digestive system.
Mika studied the most advanced medicine on the Western Continent, but unfortunately, his mother passed away. Rein had no other option and didn’t want to owe Celeste a favor, so he didn’t bother with the military doctor she brought.
He wandered around Drifting City on his own. Because it was too hot, he trimmed his hair unevenly, looking every bit like a vagrant.
He wasn’t satisfied with the several clinics he visited; they didn’t even have the proper professional tools.
It was night by now.
He finally found a clinic with new pharmacology diagnostic tools. At least it looked more professional. The doctor’s age and demeanor reminded him of an old scholar, wearing glasses with a decorative chain. Except for being a bit hunched, he seemed quite reliable.
"Doctors with some competence in this city have all been conscripted by Uborio. Why haven’t they taken you? Is it because you lack skill, old buddy?"
Rein sat in a chair. At least the stone room’s decorations were decent, complete with a human skeleton, many insect specimens, infusion bags made from magic beast stomachs, professional syringes, heart-sound instruments, and various forceps and chisels.
Given his age, calling the elderly man "old buddy" was somewhat bold.
The elderly man did not respond, simply listening to Rein’s heart sounds. He discovered this Highland Wolfman was a Mirror Person with reversed organs, an intriguing phenomenon. According to the Northern Prison’s espionage investigation reports, the cause of this rare mutation, with an occurrence rate of about one in a million, was still undetermined, particularly rare among Highland Wolfmen.
"The leap forward in new pharmacology seemed to have happened after the Northern Prison was established, roughly twenty years ago. It’s really rare to see someone your age keeping up with new things. Your fee is lower than I expected. Considering your age, you should have children taking care of you."