Chapter 1120 - A Medical Storm!
Chapter 1120 - A Medical Storm!
Walter was going crazy with rage!
The more he listened to his apprentice, the more he felt like slashing those quacks who dared to do such a messy thing.
The quacks hadn't done anything meaningful except take away the pee.
And even at that, he was sure that they did nothing with it at all.
Additionally, the client said that they sent a needle (syringe) into his hand that seemed to take out some amount of blood, but it was nowhere as near as the amount down when bloodletting.
That tiny amount wouldn't do anything to help cure the clients.
Even more shocking was that these quacks didn't bother giving the client herb treatment recipes prescriptions.
These prescriptions indicated what herbs needed to be crushed, turned into a paste and eaten, or rubbed on the body.
They also indicate how often the patient should take his medication.
That is, no Ghost Mandrakes, thorny mandrakes, sage leaves, chamomile, or even common, ordinary lintus leaf medicine recipes.
Walter didn't know whether to slap the clients for their stupidity or salute those quacks for actually fooling rich noblemen.
He knew people in Pyno were stupid, but this... This right here was something else.
Nonetheless, he was worried about the life or death of the clients.
He always believed that if there was someone he couldn't save, then that meant that they were destined to die.
That's how proud and confident he was about his skills.
Back to the matters concerning these clients, he was most concerned about the fact that these clients chose to go somewhere else for treatments, as well as the money.
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One should know that the Morg Society of Medicine had a lot of all main clients all over the world, as well as those scheduled for appointments yearly, bi-yearly or e every after 3 years.
And these clients paid large heaps of money each time... Especially if they weren't Morgs.
Of course, Morgs paid the standard price range while others paid to cover the trip expense for the healers to come over to them.
Anyway, 55% of whatever gets paid goes to the Society, and the rest got divided between Masters and the apprentice that went out.
They would also replenish their pockets for the amount of money they used for all the travelling, eating and anything else they did during the trip.
The Society only had 5% of its clients from Pyno.
Yeah sure, they would still be left with a large chunk, even if Pyno left (95%).
But if they let this start or continue, then many clients in other areas might start pulling off as well.
Then there goes all their hard work.
They had to keep things in order and maintain their dominance.
At least those bastard clients had the heart to compensate them for the money they wasted on the journey, food and everything else while going to Pyno.
His apprentice said that only one client gave 1/3 the typical paid amount to pay them for their inconveniences for travelling to Yodan... while the last 2 didn't even give a single coin but indirectly told them never to come again and cancel his name off the list.
Just look at how much money the Society lost?
Because they were clients outside Morgany, they paid hefty amounts with several c.h.e.s.ts of gold, silver or copper for their repeated 3-year checkup.
It was even 50/10 times more, which made him feel better.
Nonetheless, wouldn't it be better with the extra money from the wretched Pyno people?
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The more Walter assessed things, the more annoyed he was.
Who were those groups of people who were trying to steal their money and clients?
To him, their actions meant war.
No one steals a Morg Client. Everyone knows that.
So who? Who was it?
"Master. After getting the name of the place from the clients, we left and stayed in one of the inns, seeking information.
It's said that people from that place are a gang of barbaric and conniving thieves who have been blinded by hunger." The apprentice said calmly.
"Hahahhahahah!" Walter laughed and trembled in rage.
He felt like those clients were too stupid.
Obviously, they are frauds.
Meaning the clients weren't cured!"
Walter had a cold smile on his face.
Heheheh! Once their illness acts up again, they'll come begging Morgany.
And by then, he'll request that the Society charge them 3 times higher than their usual price.
Serves them right for changing healers!
"Alright. Tell me. Where are these frauds from?"
"Master, it appears that the fraud is from an Arcadian city called Baymard."
"Good!
I'll send a report in.
And once the Society concludes on it, they'll for sure send people there to investigate.
It might take 3~5 months to assign and call in several people close to the Capital city.
And once regrouped, they'll take several more months to get to the shore and a whole long time to get to Baymard."
"Master, I think they should arrive in November or December next year... Or the early months of the year after that."
"Hmhm. No matter the time, once in Baynard, those frauds will have no way to run.
I want to see who dates to steal Clients from me!"
With that, Walter got up, and 20 shadow guards appeared before him.
"Master, we await your orders."
"Good."
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And so just like that, Baymard had yet again found themselves in another hot mess.
In fact, the time the apprentice had gotten to Yodan was when people weren't too fully aware of Baymard's change.
He had gotten there during the time that Santa had been trying to get a few merchant friends over to see the wonders of Baymard.
And at that time, the hospital occupied an old estate while its new site was still in construction.
Baymard, in general, was still in the phase of heavy construction.
Nonetheless, one could see a few strange designs and beings here and there, like the newly developed residential times that were buzzing at the time.
Anyway, the guy had been there when only the Caronians had known of Baymard's glory.
The rest of the Pyno were slower.
And it just so happened that their clients heard of the medical treatment a few merchants underwent and decided to check it out since it seemed genuine.
And that's how they became one of the first people in Yodan to visit Baymard.
Many people there still thought that Baymard was under Arcadina and didn't even know that it already had its Official ceremony changing it to an empire.
With that said, the apprentice had no idea of what had been going on over these last few years.
He had visited Pyno severally since he was 15, seeing these same clients with his Master or other apprentices.
So if nothing changed these 12 years, then why would it now?
Tsk!
Besides, this was Pyno they were talking about.
What could change?
To him, it would always be the same, filled with wretched-looking people!