After seeing off the ore disease patient, Schiller pulled down the pull rod and a female dog-headed man covered with vines fell out of the passage. The two moved her to the operating table next to him, and Schiller injected the prepared anesthetic agent.
Strange pulled down the pull rod again. This time the patient did not fall so quickly. After waiting for about a minute, a black-skinned man fell off with a signature black spot on his chest.
At this time, Schiller had just given the woman anesthesia, and the two moved the man to the operating table next to him. Schiller began to examine the man to determine the typing of his Black Death Plague, while Strange went to remove the vines for the woman.
Schiller performed eyeballs and oral examinations and blood drawn, saying: "The scar of the Black Death Day plague, and he also carried the spherical tentacle virus."
Schiller pressed the man's slightly bloated abdominal cavity again, and then said: "It may have spread to the internal organs, and there is a slight accumulation of fluid in the abdominal cavity. It requires a biopsy."
Strange put on monocle glasses, raised his eyelids slightly, and said, "First draw the abdominal fluid, then treat the epidermis ulcers, and I'll have surgery later."
Schiller replaced the needle for the syringe and slowly pulled out the fluid in the man's abdomen. Although the man had a high fever, he was still conscious and muttered something.
The fluid was almost exhausted, Schiller began to clean up the scars on the man's skin, and Strange had removed most of the vines that emerged from the lungs. The two changed positions, Strange had surgery on this side, and Schiller went there to suture.
After the stitching was almost done, Schiller pulled the lever again. This time another patient fell off. Schiller was about to walk over to check the situation, but he found that the red-haired woman lying on the bed had an amazingly familiar face.
Seeing that Schiller was still, Strange turned to see him and immediately recognized the new patient lying on the operating table - Scarlet Witch Wanda.
He quickly put down his things and came to the operating table. Wanda immediately woke up and looked at the two doctors on both sides with some vigilance.
"Oh my God, why are you two?!" Wanda opened her eyes wide in surprise, looked left and right, and then said, "Isn't this a dungeon? Why are there other players?"
Schiller and Strange looked at each other. They were both wearing masks. How did Wanda recognize them?
Schiller was about to speak, but Wanda seemed to be a little unbelievable and wanted to confirm. He directly pointed at Schiller's mask, and the mask flew out in a "whizz".
"It's really you? Doctor! I thought I had hallucinations." Wanda covered her mouth in shock and said, "How come you two are here?"
Schiller walked over and picked up the mask, and said, "I want to ask this question too, why are you here? And how can you recognize the two of us through the mask?"
"I'm a witch."
"I know you're the Scarlet Witch, I mean..."
"I am a witch!" Wanda emphasized again, "I am also a witch in this world! A witch who knows magic, do you understand?"
Schiller opened his mouth and was about to say something, Wanda seemed to have understood it. She said, "Oh, I understand. It seems that this game will turn you into a person in a strange world with the same profession as his own. You both are doctors, so they become doctors. I am a Scarlet Witch, so they become magic witch."
"But we met Tony before," said Strange. "What kind of profession do you think he is?"
"What? You can't be a mecha master, right?"
"He's a detective."
Wanda was stunned.
"But it seems reasonable, after all, he is very smart." Wanda said. After pausing for a moment, she seemed to think of something, and then said, "Wait, he is not the big detective Poirot who was arrested and imprisoned recently, right?"
"Have you heard of him?"
"Of course. Westchester has been in a turmoil recently. I heard that he was involved in a mysterious murder case. Many of his fans did not believe that he was the murderer, but both the police and the judge believed that he was guilty."
"What about you? What is your identity?"
"A civilian witch in Westchester East."
"Witches also divide common people and nobles?"
The Scarlet Witch waved his hand and said, "This world is different. Witches are a race, just like mutants. Either you are born as a witch, or you will never be. Of course, you will also divide the rich and the poor."
"Then why did you come here?"
"I'll come to Jarvis," said Wanda. "He is a worker in the East Side and my husband. He was sent to Moshu Town to maintain the energy pipeline system here. He should have gone home a week ago, but there was no news for a long time. I had to come to him."
"Then why did you go to the hospital?"
"Someone said they had seen him here," said Wanda. "From the photos of my house, one of his legs and one of his arms was a metal mechanical prosthetic. I asked at the train station and they said he seemed to be in this direction."
"But there is no need to enter the operating room, right?"
Wanda sighed and said, "Don't mention it. It's very messy outside now, and the police department people are arresting people everywhere. They seem to be treating me as another witch and chase me all the way. I had no choice but to hide in the hospital."
"What's outside now?" Schiller asked, "I mean outside the operating room."
"Very chaotic." The Scarlet Witch said with a frown. "The waiting room is full of blood, and it seems that several people have just died. A group of people rush to enter the operating room. A guy who looks like a puppet sits at the door to collect money."
"You won't give him a gold coin, do you?"
"How can I have that much money? I just used a trick to deceive his eyes and got into the passage while the chaos was in the chaos. I didn't expect that I would come to you."
Wanda sighed and said, "The police who are chasing me now may have entered the hospital, and I hope they will not search here."
"Don't worry, no," Schiller said. "The interior of the hospital is completely closed, and no one can get in now."
"That's good. But I can't go out easily now." Wanda shook his head and said, "The witches in this world are really too weak. I've been over-consuming magic before, and now I can't use any decent magic anymore. I'm afraid I have to fix it for a while. Can you take me in? I can fight here or something."
"We are short of people, ma'am." Schiller smiled and said, "If you can be a nurse, it would be better."
"Before I came here, I was helping in a clinic in Westchester." Wanda jumped out of bed, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Although you can't use aggressive magic, you can do it. I can still help clean it."
After saying that, she stretched out a finger and waved it gently, and a faint light flashed. The operating table was cleaned up, and all the fine wood chips that fell from the wooden monster's body were gone.
Schiller sighed and said, "I shouldn't have any hope for my luck. Why am I working overtime when I come here?"
"If the outside world really exists, then our previous inferences may be wrong," said Strange.
"No." Schiller denied, "human imagination is very strong. Although he is in a cage, his thinking can extend to far away places, and his imagination space is extremely broad. Based on the words he learned from others, he can also imagine a broad world."
"What are you talking about?" Wanda asked.
Schiller talked about his and Strange's speculation. Wanda was stunned, then gently hammered his other hand and said, "I'm wondering why the terrain of Westchester East looks so similar to that of East London."
She looked at the two and said, "You should know that Charles is British. He often talks about Britain to us, recommending British cafes and jewelry halls to us, as well as cruises on the Thames and Greenwich Park."
"Later, when Jarvis and I went to Europe for my honeymoon, we checked in the places he mentioned. There were several buildings there, but it was a few years ago, probably built in the mid-19th century."
"After I came to this world, I felt that this place was a little familiar. The river next to the East District also looked very familiar. I had a little impression of it when you said this. It was very similar to the East District of London."
"But shouldn't we be in the Middle Ages now?" Schiller said with a frown. "The situation now looks too much like the outbreak of the Black Death Plague in Europe."
"Medieval? No, not medieval." Wanda shook his head and said, "Didn't you listen to me just now? I came by train. Where did the train come from the Middle Ages? It's obviously Victorian, and it's already the 19th century."
Schiller and Strange looked at each other and realized a problem, that is, the outbreak of the plague misled their judgment and made them think that the background of the era was medieval Britain.
All the medical books here are written in Latin, so they cannot judge the times by changes in English words. These magical diseases and more magical treatments cannot judge the degree of medical development.
"If this is the level of medicine in the 19th century, then I can only watch silently for the people in this world." Strange shook his head and said.
At this time, Strange remembered what he saw in his dream again. The group of people who captured and tortured him were surprised that he was a witch. Now it seems that this may not be the background of the witch hunting movement, but simply did not expect that the race of the little girl he played was a witch.
Strange carefully recalled the expressions of these people and found that they were indeed more frightened than angry. This is understandable, because after all, the witches in this world are really good at magic. Even if they have been caught, they may come to them unexpectedly, so they retreat one after another.
"Then the plague may be like this. The large-scale plague that has broken out in Moshu Town now does not correspond to the European Black Death background, but simply a plague broke out."
"But I still stick to my previous speculation," Schiller said. "We definitely don't see the two children in the dream for no reason. We have such dreams, and they must be what they want us to know. This may be the root cause of the current situation we encounter."
After thinking for a while, Strange said, "This place may not be a world of consciousness, but it is impossible to leave the ward. There are also these strange patients and strange abnormalities outside, which must be related to those two children."
Wanda asked curiously: "What kid?"
Schiller simply told her about the dreams they had experienced. But he regretted it after he said that, because Wanda had just become a mother for a while and could not hear such things the most.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Wanda stood up and began to pace in the ward, saying angrily: "They actually dare to treat the two children like this! Don't let me catch them, otherwise I want them to look good!"
"Okay, ma'am, calm down." Schiller said after thinking about it, "Although this may not be a complete world of consciousness, the abuse encountered by the two children and their resentment may have partially transformed the world and led to the outbreak of the plague."
"This speculation is more reliable," Strange said. "We may now be in a transformed world. Here, the movements of all those who abused their children will be limited, such as us, nurses, bear care workers, and others who cannot get out of the hospital."
"No." Schiller suddenly said, "There is a plague outside, so it's not a good thing that we can't get out?"