Chapter 382: Shopping For Stats
"Alright, you seem fine enough," the healer said plainly.
He took his hands off Rael’s forehead, then went over and threw the gloves into the trash bin.
"You’re pretty much good to go, unless you want to laze around here for another week. When the big boys come in, just act like you’re in a coma or something," the healer offered. "Oh, but no meddling with the other patients. When you’re in here, you’re in here alone."
"Right..." Rael nodded slowly. "I’ll probably take my leave then. But could you remind me where those who just woke up from comas usually go?"
"Home, obviously," the healer replied matter-of-factly. "People tend to think the Great Solenne is going to send them back to war, but that’s not usually the case. She is magnanimous enough to understand that everyone needs their peace and quiet."
With that, he took a few steps backward, approaching another patient. Then, he shot a thumbs-up at Rael.
"No one claimed to know you, but I’m sure you have a lovely missus in mind. So go get her!"
Damn... this guy is like the perfect hype man, Rael thought with an amused look.
"See you, hopefully never," Rael replied, chuckling.
He walked toward the exit of the infirmary and stepped outside. As expected, the infirmary was a separate building from the rest of the Silver Palace. It was like an extension of the Silver City itself.
Still, he could see the Silver Palace up ahead, only a few kilometers away.
But clearly, he had no intention of heading over there just yet.