The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

"I'm diagnosing the cow, don't make trouble." Gongyang Xinghan snatched back his collar and patted the Golden Dragon King's arm as a comfort.

The Golden Dragon King was actually comforted by his miraculous action, and he really shut his mouth and didn't bother him anymore.

Just standing behind him in a protective posture.

The people of the wolf tribe finally saw the relationship between the dragon and the knight. It turns out that the knight is so powerful!

In front of the formidable (big mistake) knight, even the Golden Dragon King was obedient.

"Yes, this morning, its feces became much harder." The shaman was very conscientious: "It used to be sparse, but this time it's almost spherical."

Although it is disgusting to look at the excrement of livestock, the shamans have been guarding the one-horned cow for several days in order to treat it. When eating breakfast, they took a quick bath after observing the excrement. Yes, no wonder their hair was still dripping while they ate breakfast.

Gongyang Xinghan's last trace of luck was gone.

"Do you know what kind of disease this is?" The two shamans asked him seriously: "This is not the first time this has happened, and the other two in front are also like this."

"Then did they finally convulse, foam at the mouth, have hard stools, have difficulty moving their ears symmetrically, lose weight, become extremely emaciated, and even die?" Since there is probably no heartbeat monitoring equipment here, Gongyang Xinghan didn't ask. Is the heart beating faster?

"You know?" The two shamans were shocked: "Because they don't know the cause of death, and they are afraid that they died of certain diseases, so those one-horned cows were all burned to ashes."

This method of treatment has been passed down from ancient times to the present. In the eyes of grassland people, fire can burn away all diseases.

"Fortunately, fortunately!" Gongyang Xinghan wiped his sweat, "Fortunately, you didn't eat."

"Do you know what kind of disease this is...?" The shaman asked Gongyang Xinghan: "Can there be a cure?"

"I know." Gongyang Xinghan nodded.

Everyone was overjoyed, especially the two shamans: "Then... can you tell us something?"

"I'm not sure, but I've seen similar symptoms..." Gongyang Xinghan learned from them the situation of mad cow disease on Earth, especially emphasizing that this thing is contagious.

Not only is the infection between livestock, but humans are also infected.

"What should we do?" The old patriarch was anxious when he heard it. He heard that Gongyang Xinghan had seen it, but there was no effective way to treat it, and he was immediately depressed.

"We have exhausted all our means." The two shamans were also a little downcast. They were still young, and their shaman abilities were not that strong.

Usually it is enough, but now it is obviously not enough.

"What about the light magic?" Berg suggested, "Why don't you spend gold coins to ask the priest to take a look?"

Although it would definitely cost a lot of gold coins, didn't you hear what the Knight of the Golden Dragon King said, this disease is contagious, not only to one-horned cows, but also to humans.

If there is an infection between livestock, they can still be kept separately, but people can't. They have a total of more than 2000 people and hundreds of children.

If the one-horned cow is crazy, they can kill it and burn it; what if people are crazy?

"Bright magic?" Gongyang Xinghan was taken aback, that's right!

He forgot, and was still thinking about medicine as before, forgetting that there is magic in this world!

This thing is much faster than potions and the like.

As far as trauma is concerned, there is no need for sutures, just a healing operation, and small wounds can heal by themselves.

"It takes a lot of gold coins, and they may not be able to come here." The old patriarch was worried. After all, the pastors spent a lot of time in the church, and they didn't even have a religious believer here. Looking at the unicorns that have been bought, the pastors must not be happy, and it’s not like they haven’t invited them before, but the other party asked them for a sky-high price, which scared them away.

And this place is really too remote, even if you spend sky-high gold coins, can you really invite someone?

Most folks use gold coins as the common currency, and amethyst coins are the currency unit for rich people and large-scale transactions.

"Why don't I try?" Gongyang Xinghan raised his hand: "I'm also a senior magician."

"Are you a magician of the Light Department?" The old patriarch's expression was a little strange: "A member of the Holy See?"

"No, no, no." Gongyang Xinghan quickly denied, "I just..."

Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted by the Golden Dragon King: "He is a senior magician, not a member of the Holy See, otherwise the Holy See would not be 'inviting' us, but 'ordering' him."

"Oh, yes, yes!" The old patriarch suddenly realized, because Gongyang Xinghan's question was too professional and shocking, they all forgot that they were "invited" to go to the holy capital, not "accepted orders" to return holy capital.

"But isn't light magic only available in the Holy See?" His son Berg was very persistent.

"No." Rand explained. Before he went out, the Golden Dragon King and the others forcibly instilled a lot of knowledge on the mainland in him, so that he would not be so ignorant: "The Holy See is only relatively speaking. There are more magicians, not all the bright magicians belong to them."

This is very reasonable, because apart from the Holy See, there is also a magician's union with a long history.

Moreover, the Holy See is religious after all, and magicians prefer freedom.

"Oh, but I heard from those priests that only the Holy See has priests?" Berg felt that he had been deceived. "Of course, only the Holy See of Light has priests, and other places don't call them by this name. Although they know the magic of the light department, they are only low-level. If they are high-level, they are not priests, but bishops." Fire Dragon He has more knowledge than Tu Long, so he said: "They just dare to lie to you like this. If they were outside, they wouldn't dare to say that. Doesn't there exist a magician's guild?"

The elder looked at Gongyang Xinghan expectantly: "Then...you...can you...?"

It is really impossible for a high-level magician to use magic on animals.

If this is the magician of their own tribe, it’s fine, and it’s not that they have used magic to heal animals. There are three senior magicians in their tribe, one is a water magician, and an old lady; one is a wind magician. One is an old man; the other is their son, a middle-aged man who seems to be very young, that is because he practices wood magic, he looks young, but he is actually quite old.

In the beginning, he used wood magic to heal the animals, but they could only maintain a little vitality. After withdrawing the magic, the animals died. The sharp eyes of the Golden Dragon King had already swept over, and Gongyang Xinghan patted his arm again: "I'll try my best. If it doesn't work, this problem can only be isolated and prevented. It may be difficult to treat."

"Okay, okay!" The old patriarch nodded vigorously: "Whether it's useful or not, thank you."

A knight of the Golden Dragon King treated their livestock and used light magic. Even if it didn't look good, they were grateful.

Gongyang Xinghan had no choice but to take out his set.

As soon as the Golden Dragon King saw that he took this out, he stopped doing it immediately: "What are you doing with these things?"

"Examine the cow?" Gongyang Xinghan saw that his face changed again, and he really didn't know what happened. What kind of trouble is he going to change his face three times a day?

"Isn't this something specially used for the inspection of our dragon clan?" The Golden Dragon King was not happy: "Now you use it to inspect things like unicorns?"

And he made this thing, so why should it be used by an animal?

Even though the unicorn is considered a magical beast, it is the lowest domesticated animal. It is normal for herdsmen to feed them for meat and sell them for money. Can this be used with their dragon clan?

"This is my professional tool, thank you." Gongyang Xinghan took out a few things to use.

The Golden Dragon King snatched it off and threw it back: "Don't use it!"

"Then what do you want me to use?" Gongyang Xinghan was angry: "Check with bare hands?"

The Golden Dragon King's face became even more stinky: "It's even worse, you still want...then what, no!"

"Then tell me, what should I do?" Gongyang Xinghan spread his hands, "Why don't you go?"

The Golden Dragon King was speechless, the old patriarch and the others didn't dare to say anything.

"I...you are not allowed to use this set of tools anyway." Golden Dragon King circling around in a rage: "You are also not allowed to catch sick cows with bare hands."

"Then how do I treat the cow?" Gongyang Xinghan felt that the Golden Dragon King was being unreasonable: "What do you think?"

The Golden Dragon King choked for a moment, and with so many people around looking at him eagerly, he simply said, "Wait for me a while."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took the old patriarch away.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Since you have to wait for a while, let's wait." Gongyang Xinghan knew that the Golden Dragon King's temper was unambiguous, it's fine if you follow suit, but if you dare to fight against it, you will definitely not end well.

In less than half an hour, the two reappeared.

The old patriarch looked pained, but the Golden Dragon King triumphantly handed a big wooden box to Gongyang Xinghan: "Use it!"

Gongyang Xinghan took it inexplicably, and was stunned when he opened it. Inside was a whole set of things he had asked the Dragon Clan to make with mithril, but these things were shiny, but they were made of silver. Also used strong and sharp little magic.

The hilt was poured with gold wire patterns, but it was not as good-looking as his mithril set. The patterns were simple and clear, and they were embossed, which could prevent the hilt from being too smooth and slipping in the hand.

"Where did this come from?" Gongyang Xinghan couldn't believe that there were also metal mines on the grassland.

"You see a doctor for their livestock, and they pay your consultation fee." Golden Dragon King said very confidently.

"Are you sure, this is my consultation fee?" Gongyang Xinghan looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you come here to rob?"

The Golden Dragon King was like a cat whose tail was trampled on, and exploded: "Who did the robbery? Who did the robbery? I am the Golden Dragon King! With such a small amount of money, do I need to ignore my own reputation to rob?"

Gongyang Xinghan looked at the old patriarch.

"It's the consultation fee we gave you, not robbery. As a noble magician, you treat our livestock, and you don't hesitate to use your magic power to solve our problems. We thank you before it's too late. What is this money? As long as you can prevent this disease from infecting people, it's worth whatever you want." The old patriarch rubbed his hands: "Look, should we start now?"

Gongyang Xing Hanming knew that there must be something wrong with the Jinlong King's actions, but the old patriarch said no, and he couldn't find the sufferer, and it seemed that the old patriarch was the sufferer!

"Okay, I'll show you now." Gongyang Xinghan accepted the things, at worst, when he left, he would leave some amethyst coins for the old patriarch.

Speaking of which, he still has a lot of amethyst coins in his pocket, so it's no problem to keep a hundred or eighty coins.

Gongyang Xinghan took his things into the cattle pen, and two shamans followed him in to help him.

The shaman was very strong, together with a few bold and strong young men, they brought down the unicorn.

Gongyang Xinghan put on a pair of platinum gloves inside, this thing must have been made by the Golden Dragon King, otherwise no one would use elemental gold to make a pair of useless gloves for him as medical gloves.

Wearing these "expensive" gloves, Ram Xinghan touched the heart of the one-horned ox, and counted its heartbeats, and it really was very fast.

This makes it more certain that it is mad cow disease. Everyone knows about mad cow disease. It is bovine encephalic spongiform disease, or BSE for short.

Later, it spread to the whole of Europe, but the cattle industry in Asia experienced a spring and rose rapidly.

Especially on China's side, there is no infection!

However, later studies have shown that the "imported beef" on the market is all domestically produced...

"If possible, I would like to give it a good time, and then... dissect its head to have a look." Ram Xinghan looked at the owner of the unicorn, Qiqige: "This is the final confirmation step."