"What's wrong with this client and how much is the price?" Simon was interested.

Chekwen scratched his head: "So, he didn't say what the disease was, it wasn't his disease, it was his son who was sick, it seemed to be serious, and many doctors couldn't cure it, and he spent a lot of money on it before. Even the magic medicine apprentice can't cure it. He has almost given up the treatment. As for the price, it is very high, with a full 100,000 eagle coins."

"Even a magician apprentice can't figure it out? It looks like a real incurable disease. One hundred thousand eagle coins are a lot. Let's go and have a look." Simon became more interested in auscultation.

"I knew you would be interested after listening to the consultation fee." Chekwen laughed, with an expression that knew Simon very well.

Simon called Orisa and got on Chekwin's steam car and left.

They came to an old house and villa in the outer city. The style was relatively old. There was a wall outside, and it looked like a big family.

Crowe got out of the car and opened the door.

"Simon, this order of business is very important. Whether you can make money smoothly in the future depends on this order. You must do it." Chekwen urged.

"I see, you've said it no less than three times on the way." Simon waved his hand impatiently.

The iron door of the old house opened, the steam car drove in, and came to the old villa, Simon and the others then got off the car.

An old man in his sixties or seventies stood in front of the villa, and Cheekwen waved at the old man.

"His name is Tutaki, our client," Chekwin said, then walked up to the old man.

"Tutage, this is what I told you, the magician Simon of the ninth inning." Chekwen introduced Simon.

The old man looked at Simon and frowned. Simon was too young, and he had some doubts.

"This gentleman is so young, he doesn't want to be a magician, he won't be a magician apprentice." The old man directly expressed his doubts.

"Hey, look at what you said, can I introduce you to a doctor indiscriminately?"

"Of course I believe you, but Mr. Simon is too young. I have never seen such a young magician."

Chekwen shrugged: "I didn't believe it when I first saw Simon, but that's the truth, he's a genuine magician in the nine innings, and whoever dares to appear in Fossa City can do this from time to time. Not fake."

"That's true." The old man nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Simon is really a hero. You can become a magician at a young age. You must be born in a magician family or which magician you have studied. I wonder if I can know." The old man said with admiration, Explore Simon's details from the side.

Simon looked calm and said lightly: "I am a descendant of the Silver Knight family, and I can't say anything else. I can tell you that I am indeed the magic doctor of the ninth round, there is no doubt about it. If the old gentleman does not trust me, you can go to Find another doctor."

"Of course I trust Mr. Checkwin, and I also believe that it is impossible for Mr. Simon to pretend to be a magician. I apologize to you for my previous suspicions." Tutaki said hurriedly.

"Mr. Tutaki, take me to see the patient. My time is still very tight. Yes or not, whether I have the ability or not, we will see the real chapter under our hands."

"Okay, Mr. Simon, please come with me." Tutachi guided Simon and the others. Behind the old villa there is a small house surrounded by walls. Very strange, seems to be imprisoning someone?

Could it be that the one imprisoned inside was Tutaki's son?

If you have to treat your son in this way, what is wrong with his son?

Tutaki asked the butler to open the iron door and led Simon into it, which was full of flowers and plants, like a garden.

In front of the house, there is a thin middle-aged man who is wrapped tightly and is watering the flowers.

When the middle-aged man saw Ximen and the others coming, he didn't care, watering the flowers on his own.

"Moss, I found a magic doctor for you. He is a magic doctor in the ninth inning and can treat you." Tutaki walked up to the middle-aged man and said, this middle-aged man is Tutaki's son.

The middle-aged man looked expressionless, looked up at Chekwen and the others, and finally his eyes fell on Simon who was carrying the medicine box.

Simon was also looking at him, looking at the face, feeling the cheeks, protruding cheekbones, and looking really bad.

"Are you a magician?"

"Exactly."

"What a young magician." The middle-aged man shook his head and sneered.

"Dad, I know you've been worrying about my illness, but such a wise man should not be deceived by a liar." He also questioned Simon's identity.

"What are you cheating on? I always pay the consultation fee when I am cured. If I can't cure you, I will not get a cent of the consultation fee. Is this a cheating?" Simon said lightly.

The middle-aged man was a little surprised: "You look very confident?"

"I have treated a lot of intractable diseases. I have treated half of the knights in the ninth round. I can't say how powerful the medical skills are, but I still have confidence."

"Have you heard about me before you came?"

"That's not it."

"It seems that you are really confident in yourself." The middle-aged man laughed.

"Let me tell you~lightnovelpub.net~ There are not ten or eight people who have treated me, including magic medicine apprentices. Five of them were so scared that they became insane. That magic medicine apprentice almost had an accident. Now you know how difficult it is for me?

"It looks a bit tricky, but I have seen the world and have treated severe diseases that are more incurable than others," Simon said.

"Well, since you are so confident, let's take a look. Come with me." The middle-aged man put down the kettle and walked towards the small house.

The middle-aged man closed the window in the room and pulled the curtains, and the whole room fell into a dizzy moment.

"What is this for?" Chekwen frowned.

"The doctor can stay, and the others will go out first," said the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Chekwin, you are not suitable for here next." Tutaki also said.

"This disease is still shameful?" Chekwen asked suspiciously.

"It's not ugly, it's really weird, I'm afraid to scare you." Tutachi smiled bitterly.

"There's nothing scary, I'm not afraid." Chekwen patted his chest, looking like he was not afraid of the sky.

"It's not just scary, sigh, Mr. Chekwin, I'm thinking of you, let's go out first."

"Could this disease endanger other people's lives? You didn't tell me so much? What's wrong with your son?" Chekwen became nervous again, afraid of Simon's accident.

"Didn't you tell me beforehand that my illness scared five doctors into mental illness. If you're afraid, you can leave." The middle-aged man said calmly, he was desperate for his illness.

"Simon, what do you think?" Chekwen asked Simon.

"It's okay, but if it's really serious, the 100,000 consultation fee is not enough. You have to add more money," Simon said.