Chapter 90 First Aid

One hour later, inside the Krolewska Emergency Medical Room.

"I think rather than telling us to prepare for surgery, I think we should prepare more instruments or something else to help his series of organs function again, then restore to the original stable state; otherwise, I have no doubt his body will develop some unpredictable problems."

Looking at the human figure immersed in the nutrient solution, already inserted with various catheters, countless Originium Arts lights flickering and covering him, the responsible physician frowned, speaking to Shining and Nearl who stood before him with worried expressions:

"It's as if this person underwent an, an unbelievably exquisite surgery. His body's flesh tissue lost one-third, but the problem isn't here. His bodily functions remain intact, and other series of indicators are also very stable. Understand? Let me put it this way, the operational index consumption of all his other organs has also decreased by one-third. What concept is this? I know some illnesses can cause bodily imbalance, and this person, due to various injuries, when his various organs were failing to a certain extent, they maintained a very strange balance."

"Know about death and revival? After a person dies, genes will unlock their suppression, thereby re-releasing those originally unused genes, undergoing a kind of chaotic reshaping. When he was sent here, I suspected he was already dead, but he is now still alive, and has maintained all his bodily functions at a strange two-thirds level. So what we need isn't a batch of professional doctors, but a batch of instruments, hormones."

"Remove those original strange genes and chimeras from this person, then re-stimulate his regenerative ability; only then can he wake up. Or we can be simpler, cultivate his internal organs and other organs, and reattach them. But another problem also lies here. May I speak?"

"…Please speak directly. I am also aware of some of his abnormalities."

Shining looked at the doctor who seemed somewhat hesitant, and nodded. Nearl beside her, though somewhat bewildered, also nodded.

After receiving their approval, the elderly doctor before them pushed up his glasses, glanced somewhat apprehensively at the body floating behind him, then looked at the external circulation system installed outside, coughed once, and somewhat tremblingly took out an examination report from his pocket, handing it to Shining.

Doctors' circles sometimes know with just a glance; compared to Nearl who could support her surroundings with her abilities, Shining was undoubtedly a well-trained doctor. Looking at the information handed over by this old man, Shining's brows immediately furrowed tightly.

"His body's interior is filled with various bacterial colonies and some strange organs that seem useful yet also seem useless. We all know our bodies are very clearly differentiated among various races; offspring from interbreeding are just short-lived chimeras. We are dozens of species, the differences between different species are huge, reproductive isolation has already appeared. But the problem is, this examination report, I suspect he is an artificially created primordial seed."

"…The most primitive form, correct?"

"Correct, just like those in the sea, those by the ocean, similar, but completely different—I know this is a rather taboo topic, but our era back then also had contact with it. I also had a not-so-simple past back then, that's not the point. So this brings a problem."

"What problem?"

"His contamination is truly difficult to remove. We don't know what results will occur if we use our conventional facilities, methods, or Originium Arts to repair him. What's more, his body itself seems to have a very strange directivity; the nutrients given to him, those irrigated nutrients, will very strangely and spontaneously gather towards damaged areas. Although the process is slow, and he is always in a half-dead state, I suspect he might very well revive after some time. As long as the nutrients are sufficient."

The old man glanced at the body floating in the huge culture tank behind him, his expression also very regretful.

Such a figure could be said to be extremely rare. He had practiced medicine for so many years, served as the head of the medical team in the prosperous knightly nation for so long; if not saying he knew medicine like the back of his hand , he at least understood a thing or two. However, this person before him shattered his original preconceived notions.

How should I put it, he looked like a human, but essentially, in his core, he wasn't the same as a human in the conventional sense. If those from the ocean were one system, and those on land were another, then this person possessed a system that combined ocean and land. Remnants of gill-like structures remained on his ears, his tailbone also had residuals, his skull was smooth, but the pineal gland still proved he might have something existing on his head.

But he had nothing; not only no fur, no horns, no hooves, but also no odor or body fragrance, nor any other bad habits.

He was like an ideal mixed specimen, with billions of bacteria and antibodies flowing in his blood, maintaining an overall grotesque yet fragile balance. This made treatment extremely difficult, and wanting to cultivate organs was also impossible to start. After all, not even knowing what was needed, how to cultivate?

Whether the person was dead or alive was unknown; instead, the flesh was still diligently devouring nutrients, constantly proliferating and replenishing broken parts. So no matter from what angle considered, tentatively leaving him like this, letting him heal naturally, was actually the best choice. And during the examination, some old injuries and traces of internal organ removal were also found. All sorts of incredible phenomena piled up, resulting in this person placed in the nutrient tank.

"By the way, if you rescued him from some operating table, don't forget to take good care of the chief surgeon. At least preserve the data in his head."

"He received this injury on the battlefield."

"…?"

The attending physician looked at Shining and Nearl with an indescribable expression, as if looking at two fools talking nonsense.

However, before the doctor could say anything, Shining frowned, and Nearl also showed an apologetic expression, holding the phone in her bosom, walked outside the room, and pressed the answer key. Before Nearl could speak, a slightly tense voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Lady Nearl, s-someone is inquiring about the traces of that nameless hero."

"Keep them away from here, the hospital basement must receive complete care, this is a hospital, don't they have common sense?"

"No, it's not that, how should I put it, they—"

"Okay, okay, let me speak next."

A frightened shout came from the other end of the phone, then after a burst of noisy friction, a girl's voice took over.

"Knight Nearl, right? Member of the Knightly Council, currently taking Li Lin somewhere for treatment, seems to be with Shining too? Received your care before as well. Thank you."

A rather familiar, somewhat frivolous voice came from the phone.

But the voice that in impression should be giggling foolishly at another girl, now sounded strangely grim.

"Seeing as we once had experience traveling together, and took care of each other quite well, three minutes, I give you three minutes to explain all this. Otherwise, I don't guarantee what we will do. This isn't about anything else, just purely personal grudges, you understand? Return him to us, within three minutes. Return him to us completely intact. I'm still somewhat okay, but a crazed little wolf and several others are probably finding it difficult to even maintain rationality now. I advise you to be more rational."

"Even if he will die?"

"Are you, threatening me?"

"No, you'll know when you come to the third basement level of the hospital. Just mention my name."

"…Okay, we're coming over right now."

The phone was quickly hung up.

Turning back to glance at the closed main door, Nearl sighed, surprisingly feeling somewhat envious in her heart.

If I were seriously injured, would anyone care about me this much?

Holding her warhammer, standing at the doorway, looking at the several figures full of cold killing intent coming down from the elevator, Nearl couldn't help but sigh softly.

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