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Chapter 479 I Don’t Care About Your Pain and Future (33)

"There are quite a few restaurants in the imperial capital." When he walked out of the cafe with Huaan and Shuangdie, Ian was still in a relaxed mood: "It seems that if you are rich enough, you can eat in this place alone. Eat food from all over the world."

But soon, he couldn't feel relaxed.

Because Ian saw a car accident.

That's what happened in the sixth floor area.

The east side of the sixth floor area is the area where a large number of civil affairs agencies are located, while the west side is the storage area, so there are often transport convoys to transport supplies.

The world of Terra even has such things as armor. It is naturally unrealistic to say that there are no cars.

However, there is no road network running through the country in various parts of Terra. Even if there is, because of monsters and various strange natural disasters, the countries cannot maintain this stable transportation network, so so far, the alchemy car None developed on a large scale.

It can only be used in the city. Once it is out of the city network, it will not be used at all. It is not as cost-effective as Terra's dragon horse and camel beast.

Of course, this is just an ordinary scooter... For the military industry, stable armored transport vehicles with certain self-protection capabilities that can transport large amounts of materials across terrain have always been in demand, so they are quite developed in this regard.

It was a quasi-military transport vehicle that caused the accident. It did not have the heavy outer armor that needs to be equipped outside the city, but increased its cargo capacity. Looking at the route, it took materials from the storage area and transported them to other places.

Probably when turning a corner, the transport vehicle didn't notice the pedestrians next to it, and pedestrians probably don't see this kind of vehicle very often, and they didn't back far enough, so they got scratched.

And this kind of scratching by a car that is more than three meters high and more than ten meters long... In just an instant, people were sucked into the tires.

That is to say, the driver stopped in time, and the middle-aged man who was scratched was just crushed with two legs, and was brought heavily to the ground and passed away in shock.

The screaming had stopped, and the crowd of onlookers also retreated, and there was only a strange smell of blood on the street.

The cries of a man and a woman were no longer as heart-rending as they were at the beginning, and they even stopped crying. The driver observed the coma with a worried face, but he didn't dare to treat him, so he could only discuss with his companions and ask them to hire someone. Come and see...or clean up the dead bodies and the mess.

But man is not dead yet.

This is the first thing Ian saw when he arrived at the sixth floor area.

Frowning slightly, Ian pushed through the crowd. After seeing the situation, he immediately understood what was going on.

"I didn't expect such a thing..." "Father, this man is dying..."

He looked at the surprised expressions of Hua An and Shuang Die, then looked around the crowd, and found that no one stepped forward, most of them were just watching with regret or regret.

Ian decided to step forward.

The young man took out a few bottles of alchemy potions from his pocket, some of which were just substrates, and he manipulated the liquids with source matter, allowing them to be quickly fused in mid-air to prepare them—some potions don’t last long after being prepared, especially those that can heal Potions for serious injuries will lose half their potency once they lose their activity.

Before that, he took out the steel-pattern sword first, and then covered the complex blade surface with a layer of ice to form a smooth ice blade—he directly cut off the victim's thigh and the flesh that had become part of the ground The contact with the mud, covered the wound with half a bottle of potion, and then used ice to stop the bleeding.

Next, he injected the remaining half bottle of the powerful healing potion into the victim's artery.

"I'll save my life for the time being. Interesting, it turns out that healing potions work on ordinary people like this..."

Ian squinted his eyes, hiding the light of the silver chip.

He was sure that the vital signs of the man in front of him had begun to recover—the victim suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which was actually the effect of his respiratory system beginning to recover, and those injured internal organs were being repaired by highly effective healing agents.

"Amazing!"

"Which alchemist is this? A bottle of potion can bring people back to life!"

"How much does this potion cost? I remember that a general strong healing potion costs more than 30 talers..."

"My glory! Thank you! I'm really sorry, I really didn't expect someone to avoid it..." This was the voice of the driver. He was obviously relieved, but still a little scared.

Running over someone is not the same as getting run over, where the latter is just a driving error and not necessarily all the driver's fault, and the former, which would have cost him his job anyway.

But this is not out of danger, it can only be said that it can last until the arrival of professional medical personnel.

Ian is going to continue to take some treatment measures. The goblin's ability to control water is quite powerful in this regard, which can ensure that the patient does not lose a lot of blood.

But at this moment, the boy faintly heard a voice.

Don't save.

Ian heard such a voice.

He sensed the source of the sound, so he turned his head and looked at the boy and girl behind him.

This is a young man who is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and a girl who is about six or seven years old.

The girl's health is not very good, her eyes are closed at this moment, tears keep streaming down, but she doesn't have the strength to cry out, while the young man hugs his younger sister tightly, he stares at his father's body in front of him, but forcibly holds back his tears, Just red eyes.

He was wearing a narrow-sleeved white shirt, which was slightly yellowish, and the man under him who was seriously injured and dying was also dressed similarly. Even the little girl's plaid skirt seemed to be cut and sewn from a larger dress.

Ian somewhat understood why he heard such a voice. He had already thought about many things, such as the consequences of his actions.

He actually knew it from the beginning, but...

When he really faintly heard the words 'don't save', the young man subconsciously felt that it might be an auditory hallucination caused by his tinnitus.

But, unfortunately, this is not an auditory hallucination.

In fact, this young man with his head bowed, who most likely came from the countryside of the Quinol Plain outside the lower city of the imperial capital, was whispering these words.

"It can't be cured... This is a shattering injury, Dad... Dad survived, and he is also a disabled person..."

The young man bit his lip, even biting blood, he gave himself pain like this, bowed his head and knelt on the ground, hugged his sister, and softly said to Ian's armor: "Please, knight... don't save dad... Please, please, please..."

"I have to take good care of Shalan... Please, knight, I can't take care of the two of you... The family still needs to cultivate land, so I'm already in debt for applying for a temporary residence permit this time..."

"If Shalan and I can still afford it, then we can live next to the imperial capital, and my mother's grave won't be removed... At least Dad can stay with Mom... Please, please, knight……"

"Please... woo... don't... save..."

What he said was inconsequential, and in the end, he really couldn't stand it any longer. The young man who was almost speechless could only hug his sister, tears streaming down his face, not daring to approach Ian.

—they dare not approach a sublimator, an alchemist.

"Knight, please..."

And at this moment, the silent Ian heard another hoarse voice.

The man who regained some consciousness opened his eyes slightly. He didn't actually say this sentence at all, it was just a whisper in Ian's ear after the silver chip analyzed his muscle movements and emotional changes.

At first, the whisper he heard was just like this.

"Knight, please, don't save me..."

"Ugh."

Ian sighed, he couldn't help but think of Qing Chao.

Qingchao's father was like this. The veteran retired and was gradually dragged to death by secret injuries. He didn't dare to treat him before he died, because if he didn't start the treatment, he could barely hold on. Lose all the wealth in the family.

Advanced regenerative medicine?Not to mention its price... How can a retired veteran of the first energy level who is targeted have a channel to buy it?Just as some families can't afford the money, but they can't go to big cities and find a good enough doctor to receive proper treatment.

At that time, Qingchao needed to lay the foundation for his own future and the future of his son. The man chose the latter.

—Sometimes, death is very profitable.Whether it's on the battlefield or in ordinary times, pensions and follow-up compensation may not necessarily allow relatives to live comfortably in this life, but they can help them survive the most difficult period of losing their loved ones... On the contrary, those who return from disability cannot get it. A few dollars, but also spend a long time and money to treat.

This is what Ian said when he was chatting with Qing Chao in Port Harrison, the swordsman of sea origin said when he looked at the sea.

His tone was ethereal like waves: "I don't know what my father thought at that time. I'm still thinking about how to refute the old man's shitty words... It's a pity that I'm too weak."

"Ian... I can't refute this sentence."

—and I can refute.

Therefore, in response to the pleadings of young and middle-aged people, Ian showed a calm smile: "Listen, two, counting this lovely lady, there are three. I don't care whether you will suffer in the future or not. To be sucked into the vortex... Honestly, I don't care about that, and I don't care."

"Only now, I see someone who can be rescued in front of me, and I can save... Not to mention other things, my child is still by my side, so I have to do it."

Saying so, he took out a bottle of bright green potion from his pocket, and then took out a bottle of pale white potion.Ian poured the latter into the former, and then stirred it with source quality.

This is a regenerative potion.An elite potion that is enough to regenerate damaged limbs, and also has a great effect on sublimated people.

Ian poured this bottle of regeneration potion into the mouth of the middle-aged man: "Patients who almost killed themselves, and children who are too stupid to hold their own father, are not qualified to give me advice."

After finishing, he stood up and shook his head slightly: "Take it as an experiment. Brothers and sisters over there, your father was forced by me to carry out human experiments on new therapeutic agents. Remember to report the results to me later."

"If the effect is good, and the Alchemy Association recognizes my patent, you can also get a reward."

Before the dazed brothers and sisters behind him understood his words, Ian raised his head and looked behind the crowd who were still praising and amazed.

There, a group of people was approaching quickly, and the leader was a rather young nobleman—his expression was irritated and hidden annoyance, and among the medical staff behind him was a bright clergyman.

not slow.But still a bit late.

When the original victim might have died without Ian's intervention, the medical staff of the sixth floor district and the manager who dealt with the car accident came.

　Today is also 9000 words, ask for a monthly ticket~
　
(End of this chapter)