And Lan En neatly dealt with all the scattered lycanthropy patients along the way.
Under this mode of action, Gascoigne's family successfully walked a distance of nearly 500 meters.
These 500 meters are within the city of Yanam. It is rugged and winding, with huge differences in height, and cannot be compared with the distance on flat ground.
If it were an ordinary person in Yanan, it is estimated that not many of them would be able to run so far with so many lycanthropic patients.
After walking past a bonfire party with a group of mildly lycanthropic patients, according to Viola, Dr. Yusefka’s clinic was not far away.
After climbing an iron ladder, the number of lycanthropic patients has indeed dropped sharply.
And they were all mildly deformed, so Lan En solved them with the Sword of the Lake Lady without much effort.
Then Viola and her two daughters also came down the ladder one by one.
Although Lan En has seen a lot, he still has the desire to complain.
If the sick people in Yanan Center want to go to the clinic for treatment, they actually have to climb a long vertical ladder. This is because Yanan people are used to living in mountain towns, otherwise they may not be able to bear it.
The two little girls breathed a sigh of relief after getting off the vertical ladder, as if the Yousefka Clinic had begun to give them a sense of security.
The two of them ran with their little leather shoes pattering on the road, and soon came to one of the many Gothic buildings.
Lan En looked at the thick and solid wooden door that was not obviously damaged and nodded towards the two little girls.
So the two of them started knocking on the door very naturally, lowering their voices at the same time, and talking happily inside.
"Doctor Yousefka, Doctor Yousefka, are you okay?"
The little girl's voice was soon followed by a sound in the house.
In Lan En's hearing, a step approaching from far away came to the door softly.
Someone leaned against the door.
"Victoria and Ovelia, why did you two go out on hunting night? Does your mother know?"
The voice coming from the thick wooden door seemed a bit dull. , but you can still hear the gentle and quiet timbre of the voice owner.
She did not open the door immediately, as if she was hesitating for something, but it was only for a short moment. Even Viola and Lan didn't have time to speak, and the clinic door in front of them opened a crack.
An arm wearing white gloves stretched out, beckoning the two little girls in front of the door to come in.
Lan En was very aware of the mentality revealed by such an action and she was not sure about it, but she still did it.
Viola stood up from behind the little girls in time. Although the owner of the hand was frightened, the housewife without any traces of animal transformation was not enough to make people panic enough to close the door immediately.
"Yousefka, I brought them here."
Viola waved to the door familiarlyHand, forced a smile.
Seeing a completely normal person standing at the door, Yusefka temporarily relaxed and opened the thick wooden door of the clinic enough to allow Lan En to directly see her whole body.
She was an intellectual woman in her mid-twenties, with an elegant and gentle appearance, just like her voice. Her flaxen hair was tied into a simple ponytail and she was wearing a doctor's robe.
"Come in, come in, don't say anything else, it's dangerous outside."
She opened the door and looked at the unknown witcher in surprise, but she didn't ask any more questions. Just let everyone get in quickly.
The dim candlelight illuminated the foyer, with brown solid wood floors and bookshelves with stacks of books. There were some messy traces and bloodstains on the ground, and it looked like they had not had time to clean up.
Yousefka slowly and laboriously closed the door again, and carefully inserted the bolts one by one.
After that, he took a lantern and led a few people upstairs from the foyer.
"Please keep quiet, okay? There are already many patients here. The hunting night came too suddenly and they became a little nervous. Please forgive them."
The smell of formalin, messy bloody bandages, empty blood bottles, and the most common smell of blood in Yanan.
This is how Lan En felt at the Yousefka Clinic.
As a person with rich biochemical knowledge, he expressed concerns about the hygiene of blood use in this clinic.
But for a town where blood is a religion, this clinic may be normal.
And it’s hunting night, which is equivalent to wartime conditions. Who can expect how clean a clinic in wartime conditions will be?
“Viola, you haven’t introduced me yet, "Who is this?"
Yousefka asked hesitantly while going up the stairs.
Viola also breathed a sigh of relief after re-entering the solid building.
"This is Mr. Lane, he is Gascoigne's friend and a hunter, a kind hunter. He promised Gascoigne that he would protect us."
After Lan En entered the door, he put Alondette back into the scabbard to show that he had no hostility.
"Hello, Dr. Yusefka. I judged at Gascoigne's house that their incense reserves were not enough to survive the night, so I took them to this place. They said they would Keep a lot of incense on hand."
"They brought food and some supplies for themselves, as well as the incense they saved. Please give them a place to rest. Can you?"
"Hello, Mr. Lane."
Yousefka responded to the greeting politely, and then agreed in a gentle but firm voice.
"Viola and her children have already arrived at my clinic. It is impossible for me to drive them back to the streets on the night of the hunting. Please don't worry."
"But Mr. Lane, you have beenThey said that this place can also be used as your refuge. The incense I saved is enough, so there is no need."
"I will come back to rest, doctor. But I still have a lot of work to do on this hunting night. There have to be hunters to work, right?"
Faced with Lan En's insistence, Yusefka did not persuade him any more.
The two were happy because they regained a sense of security. The little girl ran far up the stairs first, but after they went up the stairs, the little girls' voices immediately became muffled.
There were scattered voices in the hall of Yousefka Clinic. There are about a dozen patients in the hospital.
Most of them are wearing similar clothes to the lycanthropic patients outside, such as yellowed sweatshirts and worn-out wide-brimmed hats.
But their faces are different. The hair is not thick, and the pupils are clear, which means that this is a group of patients with common diseases.
After Yusefka briefly settled the three members of the Gascoigne family, he immediately returned. She was busy.
She wandered around the beds, or took care of the patients who were hiding in the corners of the room because of fear.
It seemed that she was still hunting. Even on the night of the killing, she did not give up her duty as a doctor. Please remember to bookmark it and read it for free without any theft.