Under generous rewards, there must be brave men; if it were in Dibiles where there are no native men, then it would become "Under generous rewards, there must be heroines."

The royal family has already issued notices to look for exceptional doctors and high-ranking monks;

Of course, they couldn't openly say that Her Majesty the Queen had become a "Sleeping Beauty," but rather used the excuse of expanding "civil servant positions" (doctors were considered civil servants) to attract talents to the capital city.

In this era of economic downturn, where even the Dragon Race has to rely on some of its citizens to become delivery boys, it is impossible to solve the employment problem every time.

Studying medicine cannot save the country!

The previous doctors who once said this, immediately prepared to sell fake medicine when they heard about the palace's generous rewards;

The next reaction was simple, as they all retrieved medical books from their home trash bins or recycling centers, treating them as precious treasures;

It seemed that every time they flipped through it, there would be specks of gold dust falling out from between the pages.

Countless generations of blacksmith shops transformed into "Medical Family" clinics;

These people used the gimmick of "ancestral secret formulas" to avoid being suspected when they went to apply for positions, ensuring a smooth deception and free food and drinks.

The road leading to the palace was crowded with people.

In order to prevent suspicious individuals from sneaking in, Sister Glasses personally sat at the palace gate, receiving the job applicants who intended to make a fortune;

Another two thousand guards blocked all the passageways, not allowing anyone unfamiliar to enter, and anyone attempting to forcibly enter would be immediately apprehended;

After ensuring the safety, the first person to try to change their fate appeared.

The person in front of Sister Glasses was a middle-aged woman who appeared reserved and had an air of expertise. As soon as she walked in, she struck a pose commonly used during lectures;

Just by listening to her manner of speech and behavior, it was clear that she wasn't impersonating and unquestionably a true expert!

It was precisely because of her identity that Sister Glasses was extremely uneasy.

"I will ask you a medical question, and your answer will determine whether you qualify," Sister Glasses said, nodding to indicate the expert to continue. The expert contemplated for a moment and then presented a hypothetical situation:

"Scenario: You have become Her Majesty's exclusive doctor..."

"How would the treatment be compensated?"

"Uh, isn't it a bit early to discuss compensation now?"

"I don't think so! Since it is a hypothetical situation, if I don't create that feeling beforehand, I can't truly become the character you are asking for."

"...Fine! If you really have the ability, you can name your conditions; as long as you suggest it, the royal family can afford it!"

"That's good then, please continue with what you were saying earlier, and don't waste too much time."

If you don't speak, am I just supposed to waste a whole minute of my time?

Suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart, Sister Glasses displayed the qualities of a wandering poet and patiently began her explanation:

"You have become the highest-ranking doctor. One day, Her Majesty suddenly falls ill and lies unconscious in bed. No matter what you do, you cannot wake her up. What would you do?"

"Is her breathing noticeably slowed down? Can she not take a breath for four or five seconds at a time?"

"Ah, yes, that's right, the situation is exactly like that."

Sister Glasses felt a hint of surprise.

Initially, she had a very unfavorable impression of the woman in front of her, thinking she was just a scammer looking for free food and drinks. She didn't expect that she would immediately point out the current state of Her Majesty's body;

Sister Glasses didn't say much to her, yet the other party could guess with just a few words. It was truly impressive.

"Your description of the symptoms is correct. In this situation, is there any method to completely cure that condition?"

The polite attitude represented eager anticipation, as Sister Glasses hoped the other party would present a practical and effective treatment plan. However, she received the following response:

"As long as the illness is cured, that's enough!"

"Yes, I hope you can cure the illness."

"No, no, what I mean is: assuming Her Majesty the Queen really falls ill, as long as her illness is cured;

When you don't eat, you get hungry. When a person is killed, they die. When the illness is cured, they recover. All these truths are so self-evident, like undeniable truths!"

"...I don't quite understand what you mean."The bulging veins on Sister Glasses' forehead popped out in the hope of having a lively conversation with the expert, noticing the anger hidden behind the face in front of her.

Opportunities only come once, unfortunately not everyone knows how to appreciate them.

"I am an expert in health preservation and philosophy. I just proposed a viewpoint: the best way to treat an illness is to go see a doctor! As for which treatment method can cure the imaginary disease, I have no idea."

Click~~~

After determining the weight of the incoming person, Sister Glasses snapped her finger, beckoning the security guards responsible for maintaining order to step forward and drag the person who would only waste time away.

One step, two steps, one step, two steps, it was a furious pace, a furious pace...

With a swoosh, the expert was violently thrown back onto the street.

Regardless of whether she had any back problems, Sister Glasses only pressed her fingers onto her veins and shouted with force:

"Next!"