章 29: The Seriously Injured Knight
The money gained from selling the collateral was added to the wealth value, but the four thousand deposit that Diana had paid was not added to the wealth value.
It wasn't hard to guess, it was mostly because the system had decided that the transaction hadn't been completed yet.
"Only 452 copper coins short, still have to wait another day." Charlotte sighed lightly, he was still somewhat looking forward to the opening of the system mall function.
Maybe with the virtual wealth value, he could still exchange it for good things produced by the system?
For now, he could only go into the alchemy room to continue researching the formula of the Hydrating Serum.
In the seventh alley of Baka Street, in the dark alley, there were three curled up orcs lying on the ground, two of them had already broken their breath, and one was covering his chest and screaming in a low voice.
On the side stood a burly man with a bulging cloth bag behind his back and a silver heavy sword in his hand, wiping a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, he stomped on the neck of the still twitching orc, and laughed disdainfully, ''Nor do you inquire about who your Grandpa Andre is! You even dare to rob me! Don't want to die you guys!"
"Ho ho ..." An agonizing breath escaped the orc's throat, and his blood-covered hand tried to wrench the man's foot.
Andrei was unmoved, the orc band struggling instead made him a little excited, the force on his feet increased by a few points, his expression grimacing as he laughed, "Stinking insects like you should be trampled to death."
Puff!
A sharp sword ran from his back directly through his forehead.
Andre's eyes glazed over and he looked down with an incredulous face as the blood-stained tip of the sword quickly retracted, followed by another rapid triple stab.
Andrei subconsciously swung his sword backward, but the black shadow behind him dodged it with a shrinking body, and smoothly yanked the package behind him away.
Andre, who finally couldn't support himself enough to fall to the ground, only saw a black shadow quickly fleeing, disappearing into the mist in a flash.
"The ... Damn ..." Blood continued to gush outward from Andre's mouth, he shivered his hands and pulled out a bottle of intermediate hemostatic potion from his pocket and poured it down on himself, but the penetrating wounds were bleeding heavily, and he couldn't stop the bleeding at all.
The life force was rapidly draining away, his body was becoming cold, and the fear of death gripped him.
The orc he had stomped on the ground suddenly grinned, his sharp teeth glowing morosely in the darkness, and spat out a heavy breath, tilting his head and breaking off.
"Gotta find a healer ..." The will to live made Andrei brace himself again and crawl towards the alleyway beyond.
Just now, he was careless and didn't flash.
Otherwise, with his strength of a fourth-ranked senior knight, he wouldn't have been stabbed so miserably.
The loss of the package was even more heartbreaking.
Those were all the goodies that Carol had given him, twenty gold coins, and a packet of good magic pills.
This time, he had come to the Abyss on the orders of Viscount Karpas, but he had received a lot of favors.
Before leaving, he came out to wander around and wanted to enjoy the legendary Amman Street, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter.
Money lost not to mention, now was stabbed four swords, even life will not be saved.
The hemostatic potion still played some role, and his strong physique and will to survive finally allowed Andre to climb out of the alley.
But with the rapid loss of blood, his consciousness was also blurred.
Raising his eyes, the streets were empty.
But in the Abyss, no one was a good thing when you were seriously injured.
Andre fixed his eyes and his eyes lit up, ten meters away, a signboard of a medical clinic was faintly visible.
The strong desire to survive dispelled the sleepiness, Andre braced himself and crawled in the direction of the medical center.
The signboard of that medical center was like a candle flame in the dark night.
Knock ... Knock knock ...
Charlotte and Vivian were busy working in the alchemy room when a sudden knock sounded on the door, causing both of them to stop what they were doing.
"I'll go take a look." Charlotte unclasped her apron, picked up the ruling sword on the counter, and lightly walked towards the door.
It was dangerous to open doors for people in the dark, and the newly replaced iron bar didn't look that reliable, at least not in the Abyss.
With a sharp weapon in hand, Charlotte felt a little more secure inside.
Coming to the door, Charlotte looked out through the crack.
There was no one outside the door ...
"Hmm?"
Charlotte frowned, he clearly heard a knock on the door.
This caused his mood to tense up a bit.
Knock knock...
The knock on the door sounded again, accompanied by a weak cry for help, "Help ... Help ..."
Charlotte heard it this time, the sound was coming from below.
Eyes moved down, there was a black figure lying in front of the door, and there was also the smell of blood coming from it.
It looked like a seriously injured person.
"Who are you?" Charlotte asked cautiously.
Never underestimate the acting skills of the people of the Abyss, a flood of kindness could easily cost one's life.
Vivian also came to the door and looked over at Charlotte.
Charlotte, in turn, made a silent gesture to her.
"I ... I'm seriously injured, save me ... I will thank you heavily ..." The voice at the door grew weaker.
"Listen to the breath, he is seriously injured." Vivian said.
Charlotte nodded, signaling Vivian to step back, lifting the iron bar on the door, holding the ruling hand behind her back, and slowly opening the door.
The light from the medical center fell on the doorway, a lanky figure slumped in the doorway, a large puddle of blood underneath him, and the strong smell of blood hit his nose.
Charlotte's eyes lingered briefly on the black soft armor on the man's body, as well as his calloused hands, it was a human, and it should be a knight, unlike the Abyssal natives, it was more like they came from outside.
A slightly powerful native knight would not be stabbed in the middle of the night in such a miserable state.
This was more than likely an outsider who didn't understand the warm customs of the Abyss and was still wandering the streets in the middle of the night.
When walking in the Abyss, one must go out at noon.
Because sooner or later, something is going to happen.
"Help ... Help ..." Andre struggled to look up at Charlotte and whispered for help.
"Carry him in first." Charlotte stepped forward, and with Vivian's help, painstakingly lifted the burly man who weighed nearly two hundred pounds
carried into the clinic and got him onto the diagnostic bed.
"His injuries are so serious ..." Vivian looked at the man whose breath was weak, and her inquiring gaze went to Charlotte.
If healing magic was used at this moment, the odds were that he could be revived.
Charlotte saw through her mind at a glance and shook her head slightly, "Close the door, take three bottles of hemostatic potions and feed them to him, I'll check his injuries first."
A knight of unknown origin, appearing in the Abyss at this point in time, who could guarantee that he wasn't here to capture Vivian?
If she revealed that she knew healing magic, she might have healed the person and twisted her head to capture her.
Charlotte used her knife to cut open Andre's soft armor and clothes, there were four wounds at the chest, and they ran from the back.
Judging from the location, it should have avoided the heart.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have lasted that long and would still be able to crawl himself to seek medical attention.
Blood was still bubbling out, but this amount of bleeding, judging from the wounds, should be that he had already taken a hemostatic potion himself.
The strong physique of a knight gave him a stronger vitality, and was the main reason why he was able to hold out until now.
"First stop the bleeding, clean the wound, and then stitch up the wound." Charlotte calmly said, taking a bottle of hemostatic potion from Vivian's hand and pouring it directly onto Andre's wound.
The stimulation of pain made Andre wake up, muttered something in his mouth and cursed, then howled again with his teeth showing, "You ... What are you doing? Where's the healing spell? Where's the magic?"
"Sorry, I don't know how to do magic, I can only use magic potions to treat your wounds, and surgery to help you stitch up the wounds and stop the bleeding." Charlotte gestured the potion bottle in her hand and said calmly.
"Surgery?" Andre frowned, feeling as if he had entered a fake medical center, but the intense weakness of his body left him no choice but to nod, "As long as you can save me, I will give you a generous consultation fee. But if you can't cure me, then you're finished ..."
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