"Try it. If it cannot be cured, I will turn around and leave." Jiang Junming said with a smile, thrusting his chest, letting the holy emblem of the goddess of care give Kaben an psychological hint that he is a priest of the Temple Alliance and will not hurt him.

Kaben Alchemist was not sure whether Jiang Junming would say it casually or how he knew how uncomfortable he would feel when his left face was in pain. He said hesitantly: "Then give it a try?"

"If you try it, please get off the gear. If you stand so high, I can't treat you, right?" Jiang Junming said.

The left face of the Alchemist Kaben twisted again. He held his left face and walked down an escalator next to the gear unit. He stood in front of Jiang Junming, looking at the thin young priest in confusion.

"Relax, don't be nervous." Jiang Junming said softly, put away the draft paper and put his right hand on the "Tianying point" on the face of the alchemist Kaben. Jiang Junming studied Western medicine in the affiliated hospital of the hospital, but during clinical internship, clinical doctors will not give up some simple and practical traditional Chinese medicine treatment methods just because they are Western medicine. For example, for trigeminal neuralgia, massage of Tianying point has a good pain relief effect. Of course, if the condition is very serious, simple massage can only relieve pain in a short period of time. If it is cured, surgical blockade or local closed treatment is required.

Kabon alchemist stared at Jiang Junming with wide eyes. A priest, who didn't use divine techniques to treat diseases. Is he kidding himself?

Subconsciously, Alchemist Kaben asked in confusion: "Care for the Church? Why haven't I heard of Twilight City caring for the Church?"

"The temple is in a slum, and it is temporarily used as a temple for the abandoned temple of the Church of Justice. Everything has just begun for a few days." Jiang Junming said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, it's best to close your eyes. It will be fine soon."

The alchemist at Kabon saw Jiang Junming's harmless expression, and the gentle smile on Jiang Junming's face, was thin and didn't look like a bad person. He closed his eyes slightly in doubt.

Jiang Junming put his hand on the Tianying point of Kabon Alchemist, and exerted a little force to let the power fall on the meridians of Tianying point through his skin. Jiang Junming looked at Kabon Alchemist with a smile. He did not notice that the faint white light between his fingers entered Kabon Alchemist's body with the power. Just like when refining a spiritual nourishing potion, the moment when the faint white light entered Kabon Alchemist's body, it bothered Kabon Alchemist for many years. The trigeminal neuralgia that he was dying disappeared without a trace.

The Alchemist Kabon's eyes widened and looked at Jiang Junming, and his shock was unspeakable. What happened just now? How could he feel that his illness was cured after being gently pressed by this young priest who cared for the church? There was no pain on his face, and the pain as violent as fire disappeared in an instant. Everything seemed to be a dream.

Jiang Junming pressed twice. Seeing that Kaben alchemist looked at him in shock, he smiled and took his hand down and asked, "Do you think it's better?"

"I think it's completely cured." Alchemist Kaben murmured. For this problem, Alchemist Kaben tried countless ways. Whether it was to refine potions himself or look for the Morning Light Church, the great priest of the Justice Church could not be cured. However, he did not expect that he would be fine if he was pressed by the ordinary young priest who cared for the church in front of him. What is the reason?

The more I thought about it, the less I understood it. The alchemist Kaben stood opposite Jiang Junming. He looked at Jiang Junming blankly, as if he was scrutinizing a monster.

The alchemist Kabon touched his left face. Just before the young priest of white robe "treated" him, the severe pain that was still in pain was so painful that he was dead was gone. It was so sudden, as if it had never existed. But he obviously hadn't seen the young priest of white robe cast the magic trick. How did he do it?

"What did you do?" Kaben Alchemist asked in a daze.

"Nothing was done, this is all the gift of the goddess of care." Jiang Junming smiled and said. Now Jiang Junming is very familiar with this statement. He doesn't need it, and he doesn't have the time to explain to them what he did. Anyway, just push everything on the goddess of care.

"It's so amazing!" Alchemist Kaben murmured, still a little disbelief. He subconsciously pinched his face hard. The feeling of pain between his skin and flesh came, causing the muscles on Alchemist Kaben's face to twist. He was not dreaming, and he knew the pain. The pain that had bothered him for many years, which had been plaguing him for many years, that was incurable by the great priests of the Justice Church, and the healing magic technique of the great priest of the Justice Church, disappeared magically.

After confirming all this happened to him, Kabon alchemist stood in front of Jiang Junming and said, "Thanks to the goddess of care for the treatment, and thanks to the little priest for the treatment."

"You're welcome, this is the doctrine of caring for the goddess. As a mortal walking in the world, being able to spread the goddess's glory into the world is my supreme glory." Jiang Junming said to the alchemist Kaben devoutly. At this time, just looking at Jiang Junming's expression, people would think that he must be the most pious priest, the priest who cares for the goddess to walk in the world and spread divine brilliance.

"By the way, what are you going to do? Let's look at the draft paper you gave me just now." Kaben Alchemist remembered what the young priest in white robe had to come to him, so he asked. As he said that, Kaben Alchemist felt a little embarrassed, and smiled, "You knew just now that I was tortured by pain and didn't want to do anything, nor did I want to think about it. I really wish I could die like this."

"Everything is over." Jiang Junming smiled and handed the draft paper to the alchemist Kaben.

Kaben Alchemist took the draft paper that Jiang Junming drew sketches and looked carefully. Jiang Junming felt that the irritable alchemist was gone, and standing in front of him was a rigorous and serious person who was engaged in learning. Jiang Junming was a little nervous, wondering if Kaben Alchemist could make a syringe. If he couldn't, he would have to think about establishing a hospital idea.

After a while, Jiang Junming saw that the alchemist Kaben put away the draft paper, and asked nervously: "Can it be done?"

"It can be done, but the cost is very high, and I don't think you want to make this little thing." Kaben alchemist looked at Jiang Junming and said, "A small thing that is not even a toy requires a lot of expensive materials. Maybe because you are a priest, you won't care about these materials, but I still don't think it's worth it."

Jiang Junming heard that Kaben alchemist could do it, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground and was in a good mood. Kaben alchemist seemed to have a bad temper. It would be enough to be able to make the syringe this time. As for equipment like scalpels, it would be better to wait until the next time I have the chance.

"That's right, this sudden outbreak of the plague. In the slums where the Goddess of Care, many poor people were infected with epidemics. I used the medicine I refined myself to relieve the epidemic, but there were too many people who were sick, and the raw materials for making herbs and my energy were limited. It was really difficult to get everyone out of the trouble of epidemics." Jiang Junming said.

Kaben Alchemist looked at the young priest standing in front of him in a white robe. What was he saying? The potion he refined saved the poor in the slums during this outbreak? And he was also thinking about saving everyone? If it weren't for Jiang Junming's magical performance just now, Kaben Alchemist would have thought that this young man with a gentle smile was a lunatic, pretending to be a priest and making trouble with him.

The reason is obvious. This time the alchemist of the disease is also in contact. The alchemist of the alchemist who can cure the disease can also be refined, but the cost of that kind is very expensive. How can ordinary people afford it? Even if he wants to spread the brilliance of the goddess of care and is willing to let the poor people in the slums who cannot even eat to drink the medicine to treat the disease for free, but this kind of consumption is difficult for even the Morning Light Church or the Justice Church, let alone a small church like the care church.

But... the thoughts of the Alchemist Kaben immediately changed from secular principles to Jiang Junming's conception. This small "toy" looks simple, but the principles involved in the middle are not simple.

"If the potion can play a role, it will definitely not be as good as injecting it into the blood vessels. So I came up with this solution. If possible, the same bottle of potion can treat patients from one to four or five. In this way, the pressure on the temple will be greatly reduced." Jiang Junming continued.

The alchemist Kaben frowned and asked, "Why is it better to drink it than to inject this into the blood vessels?"

After saying that, he raised the draft paper handed to him by Yang Jiang Junming and asked in confusion.

"Because the medicine needs to be absorbed by the human body, then decompose and metabolize by the organs, and finally enters the blood vessels. During the absorption, decomposition and metabolism process, many medicines cannot enter the step that truly plays a role. If you enter the blood vessels directly, the medicine will not be wasted." Jiang Junming returned.

The Alchemist Kabon asked Jiang Junming a little uneasy. Is this a question similar to that people in the Middle Ages can ask? If he continues, will he regard himself as a necromancer? But the huge gears of the workshop belonging to the Alchemist Laboratory are rotating in front of his eyes, precisely biting, and almost noiseless operation. All of this symbolizes the technology of the Steam Age, and it seems to be the pinnacle of the Steam Age. I hope he can understand it, Jiang Junming thought so. (To be continued...)
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