Vol 6 Chapter 4: Crotone

Lucassus closed the door and hanged a wooden sign on the door that "go out, don't open the clinic".
"Hey, Nikostratus, are you going out?!" The owner of the butcher shop across the street waved a sharp knife and shouted.
Nick Stratus snorted and didn't want to care about the butcher. He always thought that it was this butcher who yelled and screamed across the street every day, which made the rich people reluctant to go to his clinic. He had thought about moving the clinic several times, and the housing prices in Crotone inner city were not low. The house he can afford is not as good as it is here, so he has never had a good look at this rude neighbor.
"How long do you have to go out?!" The owner of the butcher shop has become accustomed to the doctor's attitude. Seeing that he did not answer, he continued to ask loudly.
The clever Lucasus saw the teacher's face gradually gloomy and said to him: "Go out for about 20 days, Uncle Cous."
"So long!" The owner of the butcher shop screamed: "We are sick, what are you doing?!"
Nick Stratus twitched a few times and couldn’t help but yelled back: "Then you will not be sick until I come back!"
"This life is not sick and I can't decide. It's all the gods' mischief!" the owner of the butcher complained.
Nick Stratus does not want to deal with her again, striding forward.
"Doctor Nick Stratus, you have been going out for so long, is it going?" another person asked.
This time, Nikostratus stopped, because the person who asked was a businessman in the bakery, and he was a rare customer. Every time he came to see a doctor, he gave a lot of consultations.
"Go to Turui." He answered seriously.
"Turiy? Are you invited to cure?" The businessman saw Lucassus carrying a medical box and proudly said: "The medical level of Crotone is in the whole of Greece. Well-known! Diaonia is also a bigger territory, can fight, and in other respects is far worse than Crotone, which has a long history!"
His words resonated with the owner of the butcher shop: "You are right! The people in the north are actually some people, what culture and city-state tradition!"
The influence of Dionia in Great Greece is one year larger than one year, which makes the ordinary people of the former strong state Crotone, feel lost. Because of the psychology of sour grapes, they always like to take advantage of their own city-states. Compare it with Diaonia and then dig the Dionyrians to get some kind of psychological satisfaction.
Nick Stratus was perfunctory and walked out of his neighborhood.
"Ignorance." At this moment, he spit out a gentle sentence.
The rise of Crotone's medicine originated from De Mokai Days, a hundred years ago. When the Crotone was young, he decided to become the best doctor in the Mediterranean. He traveled around the country to study medicine. After he was a student, he practiced medicine in Athens. Because he had good medical skills, he earned a lot of money. Later, he went to Samos to treat his lord. The result was that Persian attacked Asia Minor. Samos was captured. He became a prisoner and was sent to Sussar. It coincided with the illness of Dawang, the king of Kings. He was cured. Only then went out of jail and served the royal family, but was restricted from returning to Greece.
After living in Persia for five or six years, he missed his hometown thousands of miles away.
One day, the queen of Darius, the female of the Persian founder of the Persian king, Cyrus, grew a lump, and no one could heal and suffer. Atosa listened to DeCapcedes's superior medical skills, and with the idea of ​​reluctantly trying to let the Greek go to the inner court to cure the disease, and promised that as long as the disease was cured, the queen would promise any request from him.
As a result, Demokes Day made Queen Atosha return to health. At his request, Atosa suggested to Darius that it would allow Des Moines to travel around Greece with Persian spies to collect intelligence. Conquer Greece in the future to prepare.
Darius agreed, and Demokes Days also vowed to return to Sussar.
When he left Persia, he looked for opportunities to get rid of the Persian surveillance and fled back to Crotone.
At that time, although Persia was strong, it had not yet fought against the Greek mainland, and it could not affect the Western Mediterranean beyond a thousand miles away. It could only be lost.
De Mokai Days opened a clinic in his hometown, widened his apprenticeship, and imparted his years of experience in medical practice and the selfless teaching of Greek and Persian, which made the medical level of Crotone's city state greatly improved. Dr. Rotonet has been in the forefront of Greater Greece for centuries.
But in the past few years, the medical level of Dionia has improved as fast as its alliance strength. It is said that some doctors who Crotone can't solve the problem, the doctors of Daionia can miraculously cure or Getting better, some non-Denian alliances with terminally ill Greeks tried to go to the hospital in Dionia to see a doctor, and then most of them rejoiced back to their homes. In this way, the reputation of "Dyonia's doctors are superb and taught by Pluto" gradually spreads...
As far as Nick Stratus is concerned, there are many wealthy citizens in Crotone who have often visited the center of Dionynia in the past few years. The doctors in Dionia have also made a name for themselves. The organization of the Medical Forum is held once a year in the spring, inviting the doctors of the Union of Dionya and their allies to gather in Turui to discuss new medical discoveries and medical exchanges. Last year was the first time. The conservative Nikostratus did not go, but in the chat with the returning colleagues, the words they spoke in their mouths about the medical theories and methods of learning from Dionysian After being surprised, Nikostratus led him to ponder.
Therefore, at the beginning of this year, when the Turui Hospital issued an invitation to various allies, he could not wait to leave.
Originally from the port by boat, downwind, it only takes half a day to arrive in Turui, but the sad reminder of Nick Stratus has seasickness problems, can only take the land.
When I came to the North Gate, another doctor, Stasis, had already waited there. The three men went out of Crotone city, stepping on the soft dirt road and going north.
The three came to the Nato River pontoon.
When Crotone was in the second war, the pontoon was burned to prevent the Devonians from breaking into the city of Crotone. When rebuilding, I don’t know why, the bridge deck is not only narrow, but also the stability is worse than before.
Stasis couldn't help but vomit on the way to the bridge: "The real wooden bridge on the Ilikrati River is not only wide and flat, but also can be used under the bridge. Compared with them, our pontoon is more Like indigenous people!"
Nick Stratus did not speak. He remembered that Crotone had held a citizen conference last year, specifically discussing whether to invite the Dionyns to help them build a wooden bridge on the Nato River. Most of the people in Rotonet expressed their opposition, which made this bill fail to pass. Nick Stratus himself is one of them. His ideas are the same as most people. Facilities like roads and bridges can be used. Treasury Money should be used to repair public facilities such as theaters, arenas and temples, and even provide extra benefits to citizens at special celebrations.
Because of the blessings of the gods, the weather in the past few years has been pleasing, and the harvest of crops has been bumper, and it has coincided with the frequent fighting in the past two years. The price of cereals has risen. After the people have reserved for their own use, they have sold grain in the market and made a small profit. . So this spring came early, and the citizens who had been full of strength had planted wheat seedlings in their farmland with their own slaves.
Walking on the Croton Plain, at first glance, all the green wheat fields are endless. The slaves worked hard in Tiankan.
There is more rain in the spring and the road becomes muddy. In order to prevent the fall, Nick Stratus walked slowly, and in the afternoon they walked out of Crotone's territory.
When they sneaked in the slippery mud in a deep, shallow foot, and their feet began to sore, it was a flat, solid and spacious road, and everyone was relieved~EbookFREE.me~ Teacher Staxius. Lucasus, who has not yet traveled from a young age, shouted excitedly: "This is what you said about the Crimea built by Dionia - Asprostum Avenue? !

"Yes." Stasis looked at Nick Stratus: "Old friend, what do you think of this road?"
Nick Stratus snorted, didn't speak, went straight ahead, and went to the pedestrians outside the sidewalk to find a vacant stone pier to sit down. He had a problem with his waist. The road just went down. I feel that my waist is fast.
Lucassus was young and energetic. He saw the car on the boulevard. It was very lively. He even crossed the drain. He thought of the avenue and tried to take a walk. The result was almost hit by a car and ushered in a driver’s car. The skunk slammed back to the sidewalk.
Nick Stratus said that he had a pass and was quiet. After a while, he pulled Stasipus and asked: "What is the car used for?"
Looking in the direction of his fingers, a double-marathon puffed car headed north at a faster speed, with the Dionya logo "double-stranded fork and three-headed dog" drawn on both sides of the tarpaulin. The vehicles on the avenue are intentionally escaping to the sides.
"That is the mail truck."
"Mail truck?"

The Dionyrians are called this way. It is specifically responsible for delivering letters and parcels to the people between the two places. It is said that there is a department in Dionia that is responsible for this,
said Staxius.
"This method is quite good, convenient for the people of the city-state." Nick Stratus interrupted.
"We have a mail car in Crotone. How much better! At least give the patient medicine, you don't have to go back and forth, wasting time." Lucassus said with some envy.
"Young people, that is to spend money." Stasis sighed.