A Hospital in Another World?-Chapter 791: Delivering a Gold Coin Bed, But Where’s the House?

Chapter 791: Delivering a Gold Coin Bed, But Where’s the House?

A. A. Gold. Coin. Bed.

A bed, made for a dragon, from gold coins.

Archmage Carlisle had witnessed what it truly meant to be audacious. He looked at Garrett with a bewildered expression: You really have the guts to think of this, don’t you?

"Do you know how many gold coins it takes to make a bed?" he couldn’t help but ask. And Garrett really answered, quite smoothly:

"I’ve calculated it. A gold coin has a diameter of 22 millimeters. Without considering the curvature or stacking, if it’s just a square with a side length of 22 millimeters, one square meter would require a bit more than 2000 gold coins."

Archmage Carlisle watched as Garrett rattled off the numbers without a hitch, clearly having calculated this beforehand. But he wasn’t done yet; there was more:

"Cirilla mentioned that after her current sleep, she should advance to adulthood. An adult silver dragon, according to council data, has a body length of 63 feet and a tail length of 27 feet, totaling 30 meters. With wings spread, it’s at least 30 meters..."

Archmage Carlisle already felt like he needed to hold his head. But Garrett continued to calculate earnestly:

"30 times 30 equals 900 square meters. Each square meter takes 2000 gold coins. Even if it’s just one layer, that’s 1.8 million gold coins… Isn’t that too much to ask?"

Archmage Carlisle only felt a tightening pain in his stomach. 1.8 million gold coins... Leaving aside the amount, do you even know how heavy that pile of gold coins would be?

Do you realize that even if you gather all the gold from the treasury or the council’s secret vaults, how many tons of gold would that be?

Do you know that after robbing the Radiant Church’s gold fleet, we only got so many tons of gold and gold coins? After dividing with the orcs, barbarians, vampires, and dwarves, how much did humans get?

Specifically, how much did the Magic Council and the Temple of the War God get? If it’s all for your silver dragon lady’s bed, it still wouldn’t be enough!

And that’s just one layer... Who has ever seen a dragon bed made of just one layer? A single layer wouldn’t suffice for anything!

You don’t even need to roll around; just flapping the dragon wings and taking a few steps, the coins on the ground would shift, revealing the floor!

Without a high pile of gold coins, is it even appropriate for a dragon bed?

"You..." He struggled to find his voice, feeling his throat tighten and dry, the tone no longer sounding like his own. However, he had to say:

"Why do you need such a big bed? Even if the wingspan is 30 meters wide, and the total length from head to tail tip is 30 meters, the tail is narrow!"

"...Your bed is wider than your shoulders when you lie down!" Garrett argued. Archmage Carlisle stared at him with an indescribable look for a long time before saying:

"You’ve never seen a dragon sleeping, have you?"

He really hadn’t. Garrett shook his head vigorously. When he was with Lady Ophelia, he had only seen the silver dragon flying, standing, and swimming. A silver dragon’s bedroom?

He had never been there!

Ladies, even dragon ladies, don’t allow just anyone into their bedrooms!

Moreover, the dragon’s nest was so large, with rooms far apart. From his treatment room to the dragon’s nest entrance, he always summoned a magic horse directly...

"When dragons sleep, they coil their tails, fold their wings, and tuck their heads under their wings," Archmage Carlisle said, exasperated:

"Even if you haven’t seen it, you could at least look at the pictures in the library!"

Garrett shrugged. Archmage Carlisle continued scolding him, heartbroken:

"According to your measurements, a body length of 63 feet and a tail length of 27 feet. Coiled, it would be about 23 meters long. Let’s say 5 meters wide—115 square meters. According to that..."

"230,000 gold coins." Calculating up to this point, Garrett sighed with relief, his shoulders relaxing considerably.

230,000, compared to 1.8 million, was a much more attainable number.

At the very least, earlier talks about the half of the Mage Tower, Archmage Carlisle implied that the Temple of the War God could still bear the pressure and could negotiate higher. So, 230,000 gold coins—if they grit their teeth, they should manage, right?

"But I truly feel that asking for such high compensation isn’t appropriate," he hesitated and discussed with his senior. In an instant, the Archmage’s facial expression twisted into something strange.

Alas, it was Archmage Carlisle who had been troubled by him all along. Garrett deeply reflected:

Ever since this senior brought him to Nevis, he had been solving his various problems. He ate his food, stayed at his place, secluded himself in his study, and even traveled miles to drag him back to the city...

After being accepted as a disciple by the Lord of Thunder, Archmage Carlisle finally got a break. Now, he was caught again and asked about how much to charge the Temple of the War God...

"My main goal is to perfect this magic as much as possible," Garrett said, bracing himself against his senior’s resentful gaze.

"If the Temple of the War God can provide enough cases, including older high-ranking knights with potential cardiovascular issues, for me to examine and collect data, then money isn’t the most important thing..."

Archmage Carlisle, understanding Garrett’s demand, nodded. Although the council could find many knights, it still couldn’t compare to the resources controlled by the Temple of the War God.

Especially those high-ranking warriors who had long worshipped the War God and received his divine favor, only the Temple of the War God could easily mobilize.

"If you value research subjects and data more, that’s understandable. And these resources can indeed be converted into value. But, don’t you want the silver dragon lady’s gold coin bed or the Mage Tower anymore?"

"The Mage Tower can be saved up slowly," Garrett replied quickly. After a pause, he added reluctantly:

"The gold coin bed can also be saved up slowly... Perfecting the healing magic is more important. The sooner it’s perfected, the more people can be saved..."

Got it, focusing on collaborative research and medical resources, and negotiating compensation as much as possible. Archmage Carlisle nodded knowingly:

"Understood, I’ll go negotiate with them later and try to get a satisfactory result. By the way—"

"Mm?"

Garrett suddenly paused, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Senior Carlisle, why does your smiling face look so terrifying?

"Have you considered gilding? Making a large iron plate and gilding it, or covering it with gold foil? If you think iron isn’t suitable, you can gild copper coins, which look just as shiny..."

Garrett shook his head vigorously. A gold coin bed is a gold coin bed; gilded copper coins would displease Cirilla!

Even if he told her outright, she might tolerate it out of goodwill, but she wouldn’t be happy! How could the little princess of the Moonlight family sleep on a bed made of gilded copper coins?

No way... Archmage Carlisle sighed slightly. Garrett had this one flaw—too earnest.

But then again, if he weren’t so earnest and didn’t genuinely care about the silver dragon lady, he might not have won over that little silver dragon princess.

"Then..." he offered another suggestion:

"Have you considered using silver coins? With silver coins, you could still make a bed without spending so much money!"

Using silver coins?

Garrett was stunned. Honestly, Cirilla had always mentioned a "gold coin bed," and the gold coins she asked from the prophecy department were for that. Garrett never thought about using silver coins...

Thinking carefully, no fish or shrimp—oh no, no gold coins, using silver coins is still better than a bare floor. Garrett took out a silver coin from his space bag, spun it between his fingers:

The front was a queen’s portrait, the back was a rose entwined with branches. Yes, it was indeed a domestic silver coin. Measuring it, the diameter was 4 centimeters… slightly less than 4, 3.9, no, 3.85 centimeters. He quickly calculated:

"Without considering curvature, lining them up, one square meter should be 650 silver coins. 115 square meters... about 75,000 silver coins..."

This number wasn’t much!

Seventy-five thousand silver coins, or 7500 gold coins, less than 2000 contribution points… He could afford it himself!

Of course, if the Temple of the War God could cover this cost, that would be best. His own savings... well, depending on the situation, might add another layer to the silver coin bed...

"This idea is great!" His eyes lit up, and he was instantly excited:

"No gold coins? We can use silver coins first! Cirilla won’t mind a silver coin bed! She mentioned that silver dragons like rolling in silver coins, clamping them between their scales because the color matches their scales!"

You even remember her casual words... Archmage Carlisle rolled his eyes at him, speechless. Garrett continued enthusiastically:

"If conditions are insufficient now, we can use silver coins. When more money is available, we can gradually add gold coins and exchange silver coins for gold. By exchanging in waves, eventually, we’ll have a gold coin bed!"

"Enough!" Archmage Carlisle finally couldn’t hold back:

"Adding gold coins is one thing, but exchanging silver coins for gold? Are you dreaming? Why

would you think you can retrieve silver coins from under a dragon’s claws?"

"Uh..."

Garrett was at a loss. Thinking about it, it was a bit painful, but it was okay—

Anyway, a bed won’t be just one layer; silver coins can be at the bottom, making it look fuller. As long as the top layer is gold coins, it can be called a gold coin bed!

"Then I’ll leave it to you, senior!" He happily delegated the task:

"And Master Sam! Anyway, such matters involving the council and the temple relationships should go through the review board..."

So, you’re justifiably ordering us around? Archmage Carlisle glanced at him and decided to hit him with reality:

"Garrett," he said slowly:

"Miss Cirilla will certainly be happy to receive your silver coin bed. But have you thought—where will this bed be placed? Where’s her dragon nest?"

"Huh?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Garrett was stunned as if struck by lightning.

Yes, he could send the bed, but to place a bed, there must first be a house, no, a dragon nest—right now, the problem is, where is Cirilla’s house or dragon nest?

If he could find a place to build a dragon nest, he wouldn’t be asking around with Cirilla, eventually renting a dragon nest hotel!

His Mage Tower... even if rebuilt overnight to clear an entire floor, its diameter is limited. No matter what, it can’t accommodate an adult dragon...