I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 65 The Conservative 8th Century

In the living room on the first floor of the mansion, Chen Wenbin took the little girl's temperature briefly, asked Hailey for some details, and then took off his mask and said to her:

"...I think Arya just has pneumonia, which is not difficult to treat!"

Mary, go to the basement and get a bottle of the chilled garlic extract I made last night, the 20mg size will do. Also, go to the kitchen and get a glass of milk!

"...Yes, sir!"

Mary seemed to find the feeling of being the head nurse at Robin Hospital, assisting Dr. Chen. She hesitated for a moment before agreeing, then turned and went to the basement.

Upon hearing that allicin was to be used, Hailey quickly said, "Dr. Robin, I only gave you seven shillings and sixpence... I don't have any more money!"

Chen Wenbin shook his head. "I don't intend to take your money. Richard will return it to you later."

As he spoke, he pointed to Anthony, who was standing awkwardly to the side, "Anthony said you were pitiful and begged me to help you. If you want to thank someone, thank him!"

Upon hearing this, Hailey's light green eyes flashed with surprise. She solemnly lifted her skirt and bowed, saying, "I must thank you no matter what! Dr. Robin! You are a good person! God bless you!"

After speaking, she looked at Anthony, her face slightly flushed, but she still thanked him earnestly: "Mr. Anthony, thank you so much too! I will always pray for you!"

Chen Wenbin curled his lip. What good is praying? Anthony is lusting after you, don't you know that?

But Anthony clearly didn't seize the opportunity; he chuckled sheepishly and said, "It's alright! It's alright! Ms. Hayley... I also hope little Arya gets better!"

Got it!

This simp is hopeless!

Chen Wenbin sighed. "I've already fed you, and you still managed to spit it out?"

Why are you playing the chivalrous and gentlemanly card when you're trying to pick up girls?!

If you had just told me you wanted me to be your wife, the chances of success would have been much higher!

Really served!

Chen Wenbin was speechless, but he could understand. Unlike what he had originally imagined, the lower-class Europeans of this era were influenced by Christian precepts and were either extremely dissolute or very conservative, with the latter actually making up the vast majority.

Although it wasn't like the East at the same time where people never even met before getting married, lower-class men and women didn't really date. Marriages were basically decided by the fathers and priests of both the man and woman.

Marriage is more like a product of pragmatic survival, and many men who cannot even have marriage can only satisfy their needs in dockside taverns or dark alleys of the city, and their partners are women who have to sell their dignity and bodies in order to survive.

Living conditions are better and there is more freedom in North America. Influenced by Enlightenment ideas, some men and women marry based on free choice. Anthony was probably influenced by the environment in Rhode Island. He not only lusted after women's bodies, but also wanted their feelings... What a greedy guy!

Keep in mind this is London, and nearly one-fifth of London's women... are prostitutes!

This data comes from a prominent scientist in London who wishes to remain anonymous and has two lovers, and Chen Wenbin believes it still has some reference value.

The fat old man said he had personally investigated the area around London and found that many women who looked nice actually had syphilis, which terrified him, so he kept two regular lovers.

Anthony had only been here a short time and still retained the simplicity of a typical North American guy...

Just as Chen Wenbin was thinking, Mary returned carrying a tray.

"...Sir! Your allicin and milk are ready."

"Um."

Chen Wenbin picked up the glass bottle containing pale yellow allicin, opened the stopper, smelled it, and then poured it into the milk... Allicin has a very pungent smell, so it's best to mix it with milk or sugar water for children.

Moreover, milk can absorb the small molecule sulfides in allicin, greatly reducing the garlic smell that appears all over the body after taking allicin... This is the method that Chen Wenbin urgently thought of to avoid being suffocated by those "allicin aristocrats".

Similar foods include apples and mint, both of which contain phenolic substances that can combine with the sulfides in allicin.

Of course, drinking strong tea also has some effect, but you need to drink many cups, and it can only be warm tea, otherwise the allicin will decompose directly when heated.

After giving little Ailiya the garlic milk, Chen Wenbin had Mary carry her to the guest room to rest. Then he inquired about Hailey's condition. Judging from her demeanor, she must have lived a good life before, coming from a wealthy family.

Hailey looked sorrowful as she spoke of the past.

"...Dr. Robin, my husband Brian... he was an employee of the East India Company and went to work in Mumbai, India three years ago."

Last November, the company informed me that he had eaten local food in Mumbai, contracted dysentery, and died. The company found evidence of his embezzlement among his belongings, so they had the court seize our house and savings in London... I don't believe Brian would do that!

He promised me he would definitely come back from India!

Chen Wenbin sighed slightly. India... can you just eat whatever you want there?

Dysentery is said to have spread from India to the world; that place is the ultimate petri dish for germs!

As for whether Hailey's husband actually embezzled funds, who knows?

Perhaps he was truly greedy, or perhaps he was framed and killed. This was an era of adventurers; overseas colonies made countless people rich, but also cost the lives of many more!

My condolences!

Chen Wenbin offered a word of comfort, then asked, "Hailey, do you have anywhere else to go? I mean, what do you plan to do for a living in the future? You just said you have no house or savings..."

Hayley hesitated, but still pleaded, "...Brian's brother is in Dublin, and I want to take Arya to stay with him, but I don't have any money for a boat ticket... Dr. Robin, I know it's presumptuous, but could you lend me five pounds?"

God is my witness, once I arrive in Dublin, I will definitely send you the money and interest!

"Of course, no problem! It's only five pounds, it's nothing to me."

Mr. Chen shrugged, glanced at the anxious Anthony, and smiled, "Little Aria is my patient, and I'd love to see her live a healthy life..."

Hailey quickly stood up to express her gratitude: "That's wonderful! Thank you so much, Dr. Robin! Thank you so much!"

Seeing that Anthony was about to say something stupid in his desperation, Boss Chen, too lazy to tease him any longer, directly said to Hailey:

"...However, I have a better suggestion. Little Aria needs to rest now and may need a month to recover."

Hailey, if you'd like, you can work for me for a while!

I'll give you five pounds as a reward in a month... how about it?

"...Of course I'd love to! Dr. Robin! Of course I'd love to!"

As expected, Hailey readily agreed. Chen Wenbin's eyes flickered slightly, but he maintained his smile, pointed at Mary, and said:

"Then you should go with Mary! She'll arrange a job for you."

"Yes, sir!"

Mary carefully examined Hailey and, after confirming that she posed no threat, relaxed.