It should be said that the Persians not only fulfilled their promises, but also did it very well. They brought the Greeks to a fertile land. There were dense farmlands and more than a dozen rich villages around them. They also specially vacate two farms for the Greeks as garrison camps and prepared a lot of delicacies.

After several days of fatigue and hunger, the soldiers drank and ate.

The next day, Davers woke up and felt exhausted and was very energetic. When he remembered what the Persians did, he was a little confused: If this was a plan to arrogant enemy, was it necessary to make such a big contribution? Could it be that this is a country that bullies the weak and fears the strong, just like the Northern Song Dynasty in Chinese history.

He tried his best to recall the courses of the decline of great powers when he was studying at the Party School in his previous life, and his explanation of the ancient Persian imperial system: The Persians took advantage of the decline of the overlords of the Mediterranean and Assyrian. Because Cyrus adopted a very inclusive policy towards the culture and religion of various races, all races surrendered wherever the war went, and the territory was growing bigger and bigger like a snowball.

How to manage the country with such a vast territory? First of all, Persia's founding place - Persepolis, which was the capital, and was personally controlled by the king; the Mesopotamian basin is the richest area and directly under the jurisdiction; other places are governed by the governor. Most of the ethnic groups under their jurisdiction are autonomous and pay taxes regularly... etc. Mesopotamia is the direct jurisdiction of the Persian king!

Davers flashed with inspiration, in memory: When the mercenaries passed through Silesia, Cyrus Little also allowed the Greeks to plunder, but once they crossed the Tapisacus River and entered the Mesopotamian Basin, the management was much stricter, and even if they had to pay for things, would they say...?

"Davers, come with me and see Asisters!" A big hand pulled Davers up and interrupted his contemplation.

"Who?" Davers asked Hilos in a daze.

"Asister is Antonios' nephew. Yesterday when he crossed the wooden bridge, the bridge suddenly broke. He fell into the river and was stabbed in his thigh by broken wood. Unexpectedly, this morning, he became hot and unconscious, and said some strange things. The doctor had no choice. Antonios wanted to invite you to see it!" Hilos said anxiously.

"Say strange things?! It seems that he has reached hell. He has encountered Radamantos. There is no hope." Oliverus saw Hilos glaring at him and quickly changed his words: "Of course, Davers, you, Hades's 'godsman', can't he live!"

Davers looked puzzled: "I really want to help, but I can't treat the disease."

Hilos comforted him and said, "What Antonios understands is just for a person who is about to lose a loved one, there is a little hope that he will give it a try."

Facing Hilos's expectant eyes, Davers was silent, and his nervousness just now slowly calmed down: Even if I can't save Asistes, can I erase my help to everyone in the past two days? Apart from pretending to be a god, can't I gain their trust with my ability? Without this nickname, it may be possible to relieve some of Menon's jealousy for himself.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

"I'll go too." Giogris, who was in the house, also stood up.

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When I came to the room with closed doors and windows, there were many people in the room.

"Davs is here!" The sentence quickly made people give up a passage.

Davers came to the bed and saw a young man in his twenties lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his lips dry and his whole body red. There was a wedge-shaped wound about six centimeters long near his left thigh and knee, and the wound was swollen like a fist. He was talking nonsense, his hands and feet were twitching, but he was pressed tightly.

Davers first approached the patient's forehead with his hands, which was so hot that it was hot. Then he pressed the swollen area lightly, and green pus flowed out of the wound. He felt his fingers sticky and had a faint fragrance.

At this time, the man pressing the patient raised his head and looked at him and said, "I applied sesame oil boiled from grape leaves to the wound, hoping to make him quiet, but it seems that the effect is not good."

"His name is Helps, and he is the doctor of our camp." Hilos whispered when he saw Davers' doubt.

Such a strong man was actually a doctor?! Davers looked at him and blurted out: "Why don't you need bloodletting therapy?"

"Does the bloodletting therapy have to be used? I thought before that if the bloodletting is done, it will take a long time for Asistes to recover, but we are on the way home!" Helps explained: "I even used the few remaining 'Mercayon', but it seems that the spice therapy does not work at all." He looked a little depressed.

No wonder, there is a strange smell in the air, and I thought it was the body odor of these people. Didn’t the West like to use bloodletting therapy to cure diseases before the Renaissance? Davers thought about some interesting stories about ancient Western things I had read in his previous life.

"Oh, what's your name? Is it the doctor that Antonios invited from which military camp?" Helps asked.

Davers hesitated for a moment and considered how to answer. Antonios, who was waiting anxiously, interrupted, "He is Davers! The 'goddes' of Hades'!" After saying that, he did not see Herps' expression changing suddenly, and asked Davers anxiously: "Asisters... does he still have... hope?"

"I don't necessarily succeed if I do my best." Davers answered cautiously.

"Just do your best! Just do your best!" Antonios's tired face felt a little relaxed: "Do we need to prepare the altar and the statue of Hades now?"

"Why are you preparing these?"

"Pray for prayer!"

Davers glanced around him, except for Helps watching coldly, everyone else looked at him with anticipation and excitement: It turned out that he was waiting to see the "God descended"!

Davers was amused in his heart and said solemnly: "I don't know how to pray. I don't know how to pray. But I know some other treatments, you can try it. If you just want God to save Ascesters, then I have to leave!"

"Oh!" Some people whispered disappointed.

But Antonios seemed to understand something, and immediately said firmly: "Just do what you said!"

The reason why Davers said this is: First, he is to find a way out for his failure in treatment; second, he does not want these people to connect him with God in everything.

"Let everyone go out and wait!... Open the doors and windows!... Boil a jar of water, find a few pieces of clean linen cloth to put it in the boiling water! At the same time, find a sharp and rust-free knife, and put it in the boiling water!... and carry a few more cans of cold water into the house!..." Davers said loudly and clearly.

Antonios, Hilos, and Giogris did not question anything, but began to execute his orders seriously and ran around.

Helps originally thought Davers was a witch doctor and looked bad to him. Seeing that his arrangement was quite similar, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Davs, how are you going to treat him?"

"The wound did not have a large amount of bleeding, obviously it did not hurt blood vessels, but the wound was red, swollen, pus, and high fever. It is obviously caused by the high fever caused by the wound infection, so debridement and fever can be performed first." Davers explained in detail. For modern people, this is just common sense. However, in this ignorant era, people often think that gods and ghosts are at work, which is why witch doctors are so popular. Before, Helps thought that Davers was a witch doctor.

After hearing Daphs' words, Herps' eyes lit up: "This is somewhat similar to the method of treating fractures proposed by Hippocrates, 'debridement, traction, and reduction'."

"Hippocrates of Kos?" Daphs was very familiar with this person's name. After all, later generations called Hippocrates "the father of Western medicine."

"Yes. Do you know him?"

"I'm not familiar, but I've heard of it."

"I wanted to visit him when I passed by the Aegean Sea, but he was not here. Although many doctors in Greece did not agree with him, he did cure many people."

Seeing Herps' regret and envious look, Davers's heart moved: "Is it okay for you to be my assistant later?"
Chapter completed!