Chapter 4

Fortunately, it wasn't hard to get to the shelter.

Dirty, hard, tired.

Because it was a place no one wanted.

I was able to get to that place.

"Let's do it."

Sun Raymond breathed in front of the shelter.

"You're gonna be the best therapist!"

I told you before, but he had a big dream.

To be the best therapist.

That's why I'm going to enjoy all the honours and nobles of the world.

He will live in shame and shame as a filthy son.

"I'll do it!"

Raymond entered the shelter and greeted him.

"Please! This time it's Raymond who's new to the shelter!"

But the reaction was cold.

"Why is he crawling to the shelter?"

"He doesn't even know the subject. I'm just gonna be a little bit of a bitch when I get here."

"Didn't you let me go?"

The therapists who were working in the shelter were irritated with their tongues.

A warm glance struck the whole body, but Raymond smiled, pretending to know, listening with one ear, and sprinkling with the other ear.

I've been in jail for 23 years.

I don't know. There wasn't a hit on the Finnzans like that.

I just kept it in here.

"Let it be. If I grow up to be the best therapist in the future, I'll pay you what you do today. I remember all your faces."

The ability of this "surgeon" was quite possible.

I'll be the most respected therapist everywhere later.

In order to do that, we had to level up and look at as many patients as possible in the ambulance.

"Let's do it!"

But the opportunity to see the patient didn't come easy.

No one allowed Raymond to see the patient.

"Let's go."

"What is the patient on the subject of unfavourable healing power."

They didn't like Raymond coming near, just like they were avoiding dirty stuff.

Particularly bad for Raymond was his chief therapist, Nancy.

"The heavens really helped, the infected patients were cured. I think you're very lucky."

He never believed that Raymond had treated his ass disease with his own powers. I thought it was just a coincidence.

"A promise is a promise anyway, so let's give it a little more chance. Instead, this is the last chance."

He said with his tail twisted.

"I'm glad you just got to the shelter. 보름. Demonstrate your talent in the shelter. Otherwise, as I said before, we will deprive you of your right to be a doctor."

"You have to get a chance to see the patient, whether you're talented or not!"

Raymond made a mistake about it.

"I have to figure something out."

I'm not gonna have a chance to see the patient after a year.

We didn't have to wait to fall by the tree, we had to go to catch the tree.

"Hanson, isn't it hard?"

"Oh, man."

Hanson.

He seemed to be about nineteen years old, so he had not yet taken off his boy.

He's a good guy working at the shelter.

It was a gift of C-class talents, both outstanding, and not ugly, pathetic abilities.

"What's going on?"

Hanson looked at Raymond as if with a narrow eye.

He's a nice guy, but that's how he reacted.

'Cause Raymond was a dirty creature that nobody wants to face.

Is your father's status so noble?

Paradoxically, Raymond's contempt for his son-in-law became even greater.

It is a blasphemy that defiles the nobleness of a perfectly impure parent.

There was a talent of less than F grade, and no healer wanted to face it.

"Because it's going to be a lot tough. "Are you okay?"

"That's..."

Hanson blurred his words.

He was in charge of the smallest business in this place.

"I did it because I wanted to help. Can I clean the shelter?"

"Is that true?"

Hanson was surprised.

Cleaning up the shelter!

It's what's bothering him the most.

"Yes, you're hard. I'm sorry I didn't do anything. Are you okay?"

"Thank you, but..."

When Hanson's boundaries were cleared, Raymond spoke in silver.

"Besides that, I've had a lot of trouble, but when you're in trouble can I take care of the patient?"

"Yes? It's...

Hanson had a troubled face.

He was responsible for the re-treatment of regular therapists after they had completed their treatment.

After the formal healers use the hill, either they cover the bandage or they spray the herbs.

"If you don't want to, there's no choice. I just did it because I think you're so hard."

Raymond pretended to hide his heart and to worry about Jimmie Hanson.

The best principle of negotiation is, of course, to pretend not to be bad.

So it was Hanson who drove the kid.

"What? You'd be very upset if the therapists found out that Raymond was back-treated."

The reward was too sweet to give up.

Cleaning up the shelter!

If you can't just do that, it'll be a few times easier.

At that time, Raymond blasted the crystal as if he were catching a dwarf fish.

"I have no choice. I thought you'd be burdened, but I was just trying to treat patients back when the other therapists weren't there. I just don't know what I'm talking about.

"Oh, I will!"

In the end, Hanson heard the whistle.

"Instead, do you really clean the shelter?"

"Of course."

Raymond laughed.

"The next level is up."

Of course, cleaning isn't a pleasure for Raymond.

I decided to think of it as an investment for a level-up.

* * *

"It's over."

"Well, thank you, therapist."

[Experience is rising!]

"Thank you. Oh, patient. Take this herb!"

[Experience is rising!]

[Experience is rising!]

It's so simple, isn't it? There was not much experience that could be gained from the post-treatment.

It was one point, but it was a thunderbolt.

[Level rising!]

It's the third day I've been in the shelter.

Finally, the level went up to level four.

"Mr. Scott. Use the senses.'

Raymond raised a sensory touch with a cheerful face. The higher the sensory scout, the better he becomes.

'More. We need more experience."

Raymond did his best to look at the patient with such a heart.

Fortunately, it was not difficult to avoid the eye of other therapists.

Because the therapists didn't stay in the ambulance 24 hours a day. Rather, it was customary to use a hill only when the patient arrived and then go back to his office.

"We're done here. Next time, be careful."

[Experience is rising!]

It was a sweet message.

"If you try this way, you'll be the best therapist someday. Then I will have a bright future!"

Raymond wanted to be the best therapist in the world and earn a lot of money.

That's because he had a very poor childhood.

He was born to someone who was more precious than anyone, but he lived under modern constraints, less in need than the inferior servant.

If you don't experience the jealousy of others in the most magnificent places and living more in need than anyone else.

That's why we've got money.

"When you're the best therapist, you'll be able to enjoy a tremendous thriller."

As a reference, therapists make a lot of money.

There's nothing to say about senior therapists.

If you're the best therapist, you'll be able to enjoy an unimaginable thrill movie.

A five-storey marble cottage, meat steaks for every meal, and top-class wine before going to bed.

Raymond imagined a pink light in his head.

Someday it will happen.

Of course, it's a dream, but for the topics that are not yet at the level 10 of the class of the "Chuckle Resident".

"Fighting anyway!"

It was time for Raymond to be more vigorous and look at the patient.

He heard a story he didn't think of.

"Hey, you're a very nice therapist. I've been to the therapist a lot, but it's the first time that I have a kind therapeut like you."

One patient said that he was very grateful.

"No."

Raymond had a faint face.

"I didn't do that kindly. 'Cause the other therapists are so unfriendly.'

A healer who knows how to use a hill is valuable.

So the therapist was always at the top of the board, and there were few therapists who were kind to the patient.

But Raymond was a little different from the other therapists.

"When you're in treatment, you have to be kind to the patient."

I've been carrying a sick body, but when I'm treated coldly, my heart is very sad.

When his mother was sick, Raymond felt bitterly troubled by the fact. So I tried to treat the patient as kindly as possible.

"Thank you for today. That guy, the therapist, he's a good man, so unfriendly. Thanks to your beautiful therapist, you'll be comforted."

Thanks to the elderly patient, Raymond felt her chest sick.

"No."

That's how I responded. The message came to mind.

[Treat the patient kindly!]

[Professional: achieved a 'friendly therapist'!]

[Rise of fame!]

[Skill Points are given 5 points!]

It was a pleasant message.

We still don't know how to use it, but the skill points will definitely help improve the surgeon's skills.

Moreover, the reward for unexpected achievement was not the only one.

Where Raymond never thought of it.

I got a big achievement reward.

It was the "clean up" part.

"Well, I honestly don't want to clean the shelter, but it's a promise.

It wasn't a normal cleaning job.

Mopping floors covered in blood, dirt, and bodily fluids made me feel nauseous and tired.

"Should I just do it?

Raymond was momentarily tempted.

To be honest, Hanson wasn't a particularly hard worker either.

But he quickly shook his head.

"Poor hygiene is bad for the patients. It's a pain in the ass, but it has to be done.

The people of Leipenthaina didn't take cleanliness very seriously. Neither did the healers.

But Raymond, with his medical background, couldn't agree more.

He knew how badly unsanitary conditions could affect patients,

He couldn't skimp on cleaning, no matter how hard it was. It was a matter of conscience.