I'm a fox girl, I took over the job of the Night Demon Queen

"Ninth Street, the slums."

"...It's really a place. I misunderstood you."

"But what are you nobles and wealthy businessmen doing in those bright and beautiful mercenary uniforms with warning magic? Which blind thief stole your things?"

"If there really was such a case, his hand would have been broken long ago. Well, I'm just kidding. Actually, I went there to provide voluntary treatment."

Although she has always been following behind Ako as a big Tengu and seems a bit unreliable on weekdays, Gwendolyn is actually a very outstanding and serious person. She does her work as a saint flawlessly and perfectly. She also has the compassion of a faculty member and often provides free treatment to poor families.

It was in the Holy City, in the Academy City, and in Turtlan City as well. It could be said that it was in these remote cities that there were more patients and that they needed her voluntary treatment more.

Gwendoline is a real angel~

The purpose of their trip today was to help those in need during their free time, but they didn't expect to meet Miss Amiya.

"But is Miss Amidu a resident of the slums? She doesn't look like one based on her clothes."

Although Amiya's clothes were not luxurious, they were neat and comfortable. Her family must have a certain financial ability.

And she mentioned the thief earlier, could it be that she was robbed?

"If it was stolen by a thief, I can help you teach them a lesson, as an apology for our actions."

She believed that her reasoning was smooth and logical. Although Hollyanna would not bow to civilians other than Mona Ako, she was still willing to make amends if she did something wrong.

Hearing this, Amiya smiled.

As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting, and the incident was not too vicious. Faced with two equally kind-hearted girls and a playboy, Amiya didn't mind having a chat with them.

"No thanks. Although I did go there for the thief, I went there for voluntary treatment just like you guys. We have the same goal, right? Let's walk together from now on. Also, I'm very happy that you know I'm a rabbit, but my name is Amiya, not Amiya Rabbit!"

OK Ami Rabbit, I get it, Ami Donkey.

"Why did Miss Amiya change her clothes? It made Hollyanna not recognize you and disturbed her again."

"You were talking about that. It's really disrespectful to make fun of an orc's ears. As for clothes, I wore normal clothes when I went to sell herbs, but I have to wear a white coat when I go to the slums for medical treatment."

"What's the reason for this?" As a clergyman, our Saint Miss wanted to know the ins and outs of this.

"Even if it's such a dirty place, I am willing to wear the cleanest clothes to enter. This shows my kindness and respect for them. It is very important to heal people and their hearts, and to make them feel loved while treating them. I am different from those hypocritical clergy."

"How can you call the clergy hypocritical? They are all messengers of God, and their purpose is to save the world."

Gwendolyn, a saint, frowned as her own sect was suddenly criticized in such a contemptuous tone.

And Amiya just glanced at her calmly.

"You are a nun, right? But you are different from those hypocritical guys. Those guys always have hypocritical faces and are only friendly to those who can pay money. They said they would be pious, but in the end they are only interested in money. They never set foot in the slums. Even if they occasionally go in, they pinch their noses, frown and have a stinky face. It's disgusting to look at them. Naturally, they don't get the respect and love of the poor. One day, they might be dragged into the back alley and beaten up after they treat someone."

"no......"

She wanted to refute, but she thought of her own experience. She had been to the slums to treat patients before. She was friendly all the way, but most people were afraid of her and did not dare to let her treat them. Later, when she returned to the temple, she occasionally heard the nuns' discussions, most of which were ridicule towards her and rejection of the slums.

It was clearly a bad thing about the cult, but as a saint she couldn't refute it.

While it has stood for thousands of years and has become extremely powerful, the Holy Church has long since deviated from its essence. The giant white tower looks solid, but its foundation has shown signs of collapse, which is truly regrettable.

“I will definitely change in the future.”

When she comes to power, everything will be turned upside down.

"Change? Although it's a good aspiration, it's still too much for a little nun like you."

Knowing that Amiya didn't believe it, Gwendolyn didn't say anything and didn't reveal her identity as a saint. She would say it anyway, but she still had to do it in the end. She would wait until she succeeded and then tell her what she wanted to say now.

"I know Miss Amiya is kindhearted, but why did she help the thief? No matter how you look at it, she is too kind. We should understand that evil should not be encouraged."

Knowing Gwendolyn's mind and knowing that she didn't want to say more at this moment, Hollyanna continued the topic.

"Look, look, this is what a noble would say."

Amiya made a clicking sound, her words full of sarcasm.

"Isn't it right?"

"It may be right from the perspective of right and wrong, good and evil, but there is no humanity at all, and no thinking behind the scenes. This time I am going to treat a ten-year-old girl. She was caught stealing and her hand was broken. The bone is dislocated and the wound is festering. If I don't treat her in this cannibalistic slum, she may die in a few days."

"Yes, she is a thief, her hands are not clean, but this is how she survives. She was abducted when she was young and was controlled by a pickpocket leader in the slums. From a young age, the adults taught her only to steal. They did not teach her any other means of making a living. She was short and skinny. Only by stealing could she have food to eat, and only by stealing could she avoid being beaten and survive."

"She is a thief, she is wrong, but I can't just stand by and watch her die, even if she continues to steal after her injuries heal."

"Although you are kind, you have been pampered and used to considering things from a high and mighty perspective, but you have never gotten to the bottom of things. It's not you who are wrong, but this damn world that eats people."

"Do you think I'm right?"

Hollyanna was speechless.

At this point, she couldn't tell right from wrong, right from wrong.

"Since you are not a teaching staff, that means..."

"Yeah." Turning around to face Ayako and the other three, there was a hint of pride between Amiya's brows.

"I am a doctor."

#Amija: I am a doctor, I am a doctor, I cannot rest yet, I need to continue to be persecuted by the stinky Gugu. #

ps: Amiya is not just a mere presence, she is a key character in this volume.

The fourth update is completed. Gugu is still very hardworking. In order for Gugu to continue to update faster, I need more votes. Thank you very much. Good night.

266. Yazi is reaching the peak of perversion

According to the normal course of history, with the mainland's level of productivity, medicine would have had the most basic development, with herbal medicine, surgery, etc. all having a prototype. It's a pity that this is a fantasy world full of miracles, where people can be brought back to life and bones can be controlled. Magic can solve most problems, so the development of medicine is relatively lagging behind.

But lagging behind does not mean there is no development. Even if they have magic, not everyone can use it due to limitations such as talent. If the lower class people want to treat illnesses, they mostly rely on doctors, and magic cannot cure internal illnesses. For example, when Lilith caught a cold, Jiang Lan was unable to cure it with healing magic, and ended up robbing a pharmacy and taking away several jujube pills.

Therefore, there are only two professions on the continent that can heal injuries. One is the magic medicine that was developed based on the principle of serving the upper class, and the other is the medical technique that healed the lower class which was constantly suppressed and evolved slowly.

Gwendolen and Amiya are standing at the two ends of the scale.

"Doctor, Miss Amidu is a very capable person."

The unlucky Yazi called the wrong name again.

After being called wrong so many times in a row, Amiya no longer wanted to resist and stopped refutation. Instead, she smiled at Azi.

"Not many people would say that, especially a kid like you who comes from a good family. I'm very happy."

"Because mom admires you very much."

"Mom?" Amiya was a little confused when the topic was suddenly brought up to her mother.

"This guy is a mom-control freak." Hao Lianna whispered.

"Oh yeah, I see."

"Ami Rabbit, do you know the four diagnostic methods?"

There are a lot of medicines sold in mainland China, but there are very few doctors. This is also the first time that Yazi has had sex with a serious doctor. When she became interested, she remembered some of the knowledge Jiang Lan had told her.

"Four examinations?"

"Just look and smell?"

"...That's the buzzing of mosquitoes."

"Hey, I kind of forgot." When Jiang Lan was giving a lecture, Yazi was often distracted, and his memory was just so-so. He had forgotten everything over the years.

However, even though she didn't know about the concept of the Four Diagnosis which was only coined in the previous life, and Yazi herself didn't explain it clearly, Amiya was still able to understand it because of her professional qualities. It was nothing more than knowing the disease by observing the person.

"Well, speaking of this, I can see that you are ill, and quite ill."

"Ah?"

Yazi was described as a bit awkward.

"What disease?"

Amiya laughed, tilted her head and pulled her ears cutely, then said the most vicious words with the cutest expression.

"Perverted, shameless, dirty, disgusting, beastly, and ear-control freak."

"Hey!" Yazi shouted in dissatisfaction and turned her gaze to Gwendolyn and Hollyanna who were traveling with her. "Come and say something fair to me."

However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

"really."

"I don't argue."

Yazi's tears burst out.

"Now he's in heart failure. How pitiful."

"It's enough."

As soon as her anger started to rise, her slender fingers gently placed on her shoulders to comfort her.

"Anger hurts the liver, stay calm, boys need to be open-minded and calm, then they won't suffer from impotence in the future."

???

Three black question marks.

"What's wrong?" Amiya asked subconsciously, feeling uneasy at being stared at.

"You must have made a mistake. Yazi is a girl."

"Girls? Meow?"

Amiya was so shocked that she let out a donkey's bray.

"I'm really a girl, if you don't believe me, touch my... um, touch my breasts."

Originally, he wanted to ask her to touch his private parts to verify his identity, but then he thought it would be too sudden to ask her to touch his private parts when they had just met, so Yazi changed his mind midway.

However......

“Is this different from boys?”

Amiya expressed the thoughts of two other breasted ladies.

Well, there is actually a difference. Boys’ breasts are generally bigger than girls’.

In short, after a lot of explanation, Amiya's misunderstanding was finally resolved.