Ella took Paracelsus, who finally arrived in England, and opened the door of a thatched hut with anxiety.
This is the place where Alfred stayed temporarily after he left Winchester on his own initiative. In fact, with Alfred's symptoms, most people can't survive for less than a day. Even if they take sulfonamide, few people can survive for three days.
It has been more than half a month since Alfred fell ill. No matter how strong his body is, it is impossible for him to withstand the torture of this black god of death for half a month.
Ella was afraid that what she would see when she opened the door was Alfred's body.
But the room was empty, no one was there.
"Amy, did you bring it to the wrong place?" Ella asked. She had previously been thinking of ways to deal with Izcoatl, and Amy was in charge of the placement of Alfred and other patients.
"How could I bring it to the wrong place? I'm not a road warrior." Amy complained, "It's right here, but I don't know where Alfred went."
As soon as she finished speaking, Amy suddenly thought of something and clapped her hands:
"I have received a report that a group of robbers are robbing houses outside. Because the people outside Winchester are all patients, they cannot resist even during the day. Could it be that the King of Knights has been robbed?"
"Is there such a thing?" Ella said anxiously, "Aren't they afraid of being infected with the Black Death?"
"Money is big, but life and death are small. Even graveyards are often robbed, let alone living people. Besides, since they dare to do this business, they must have corresponding protection." Paracelsus said from behind, "
King of Sweden, you have just been talking about how cruel Izcoatl is, but if you change magic power into money, there are not many people who do similar things."
"Alfred, the majestic King of Knights, was robbed like this?" Ella's eyes began to glow with anger, "Immediately ordered a hunt for these bandits. Where did they get the courage? I can find out Izcoatl
, I still can’t catch these little thieves?”
——"A robber came in, but I took away the weapon and dealt with it."
A familiar voice reached Ella's ears. Alfred, pale and holding a cane, trudged into the thatched house from the outside. His clothes were stained with vomit and blood.
Seeing Alfred appear in front of her, Ella was happy and angry: "Alfred, why did you run outside? Do you know the condition of your body? Why are you still running around outside?"
Alfred smiled a little apologetically: "I wanted to stay in the house well. But these bodies will stink if they are left here, so I can only drag them outside and bury them first."
"What about the blood on your body?"
"It's all those robbers. This disease is so torturous that they almost killed me. Fortunately, I was more skilled and dealt with the three robbers, and the patients in other rooms were also spared from casualties.
"
Paracelsus immediately realized something was wrong:
"King of Knights, the King of Sweden said that you have been ill for nearly half a month. I can see at a glance that you are not clearly ill. Normally, even if such a patient does not die, he is no longer able to take care of his own daily life. Where can you come from?
He had the strength to kill three robbers and even dragged them out to bury them?"
"After all, I am the King of Knights." Alfred smiled, "Even if a camel is extremely skinny, it is still bigger than a horse, isn't it?"
Ella and Amy were put off by these words, but Paracelsus frowned:
"Do you know what you are talking about? Medically, this is absolutely impossible. You go back to bed and lie down first, and I will check you carefully."
When Alfred entered the door, Paracelsus pulled Ella and Amy away. After Alfred lay on the bed, Paracelsus walked out of the room with his bag. Again
When he came in, Paracelsus had already put on a beak mask and a black robe. He used his crutch to lift Alfred's clothes, inspected the condition of the skin under the clothes, and then used a gloved hand to lift Alfred's clothes.
He pressed his hands on several places on his body and asked Alfred how he felt. During this period, Ella and Amy stood watching from a distance. Although they did not understand medical skills, they knew just by looking at these symptoms.
Alfred was already terminally ill.
After Paracelsus finished a series of examinations, Alfred asked with a forced smile: "Doctor, how long can I live?"
Paracelsus's face looked a little strange: "Ten days."
"Are there ten days left? That's fine." Alfred closed his eyes in relief, "Ten days are enough for me to finish arranging the things behind me."
"Paracelsus, can't you think of a way to save him?" Ella rushed forward anxiously and grabbed Paracelsus's sleeves, "You are the best medical doctor, there must be a way.
Right?"
"I mean, with these symptoms, he should have died ten days ago!" Paracelsus opened his eyes wide, "Can you understand this concept? The ten days I mentioned are not an average number.
, but a maximum value! Any person, with this kind of symptoms, can persist until ten days ago at most! But he is alive... not for one or two more days, but for ten more days. Even with the current situation
Judging from the symptoms, he is completely dead, but he is still walking, still talking...still laughing, can you understand this concept?"
Ella and Amy were confused: "Doctor, what does this mean?"
"This kind of powerful vitality has gone beyond the scope of human beings, and reminds me of...a dragon." Paracelsus turned to look at Alfred, "King of Knights, is your usual strength far beyond that of ordinary people?
Have you ever signed a contract with the Dragon Clan?"
This sentence touched Alfred's pain and made his face suddenly darken:
"Yes...she is dead. She has been dead for several years. Is that contract protecting me?"
"Yes, this is the only possibility." Paracelsus shook his head, "But King of Knights, I'm afraid you have made something wrong - a dead dragon cannot continue to maintain this contract. Since you have such terrifying vitality
, then the dragon must not be dead yet."
"What did you say???" Alfred fell off the bed in excitement, "You said she's not dead...but she's been lying there for several years and hasn't moved at all?"
Paracelsus shook his head: "I don't know about the dragon. I just speculate from the current situation that the dragon you made a contract with is still alive, that's all."
Ella thought thoughtfully: "So, Drague's sister is also a dragon, and her body stinks soon after death. But the last time I saw Mellie, her body was in good condition and not rotten.
.In other words, Mellie is actually still alive, but she just couldn't wake up for some reason?"
"I thought it was a characteristic of dragons not to decay after death." Alfred wiped his wet eyes. He had been smiling when facing a terminal illness, but now he started sobbing, "Thank you, Paracel
