Two days later, Camilla was sent back to the dock by the orc workers. When Reggie and Emma arrived, she could no longer speak.
"We persuaded her to leave. She said it was the same here. She didn't want to bring the plague back to Shattering Snow City!" The orc workers cried with runny noses on their faces. "I knew she couldn't hold on. She really couldn't hold on.
Got it!"
Reggie didn't understand why things turned out like this. Camila had omnipotent witchcraft and she was carrying purple antibiotics.
"Didn't she inject herself with drugs?"
"Injected," cried the hard worker, "she said her illness will take at least seven days to recover, but this is only the third day!"
After repeated confirmations, Reggie finally figured out the whole story.
Camilla contracted the plague, used witchcraft to drive away the germs, and treated her with antibiotics.
However, the treatment cycle required seven days, and Camila only lasted three days before she was struck down by pneumonia and various complications.
Her judgment was correct. The treatment method was the same whether on the ship or on the shore. Antibiotics must be injected for seven consecutive days. The reason why Camila chose to stay on the ship was to reduce the risk of the spread of germs.
But when she lost consciousness, the orc workers immediately returned her to the shore. To the orcs on the boat, Camilla was a saint, a holy messenger sent by the seven ancestors of the orcs to save their descendants.
.The holy messenger fell ill, and they had to let Camilla return to the shore for treatment.
Camila's body temperature had risen to 42 degrees. Imma tried to use alcohol to cool down Camila, but Camila suddenly lost her breath.
"Oops, she choked on the phlegm!" Imma wanted to go forward and suck out Camila's phlegm, but Reggie stopped her.
"Don't touch her, don't touch her, you will get the disease too."
"Then what else can we do? Just watch her die?" Imma looked at Reggie angrily. She really couldn't believe that these were the words Reggie said.
"There is no other way..." Reggie shook his head, then pinched Camila's nose, opened Camila's mouth, and sucked out the phlegm for Camila.
After taking several breaths, Camila regained her breath.
Reggie wiped his lips, turned to Emma and said: "Go back and use alcohol to disinfect your whole body. You haven't touched Camila, so the chance of infection should be low. Tell Chris and let him temporarily manage the broken snow for me."
He should know how to do the city and other things."
"Are you crazy? Give the Broken Snow City to Chris!" Imma shouted, "Aren't you always worried that he will steal the Broken Snow City?"
"I am indeed worried, but no one is more suitable than him. He will even do better than me!" Reggie took a few steps back and tried to keep a distance from Imma. "If I die, Shattered Snow City will fall sooner or later.
In his hands, instead of letting Suixue City bleed into a river, it would be better for me to give up my seat to him before I die!"
"You knew this was going to be the result, why did you do that just because you loved her!" Imma pointed at Camilla and looked at Reggie angrily.
"Because only the two of us can save her, but I can't let you catch the disease." Reggie looked at Imma. She had never seen such tenderness in Reggie's eyes since she met Reggie until now.
"I know this is a very bad choice, but she became like this for me. I have to save her, but I can't let you take the risk!" Reggie pointed to the door and said, "Listen to me and leave now, as soon as possible
The better, bring me more potions, the more the better."
At Reggie's urging, Imma left the dock. In the wooden house next to the dock, Reggie used all his medical knowledge to save the poor little witch.
Until late at night, Camila's body temperature dropped and she regained consciousness for a while. When she saw Reggie, she was very excited and said a lot of nonsense.
"You can't look at my body. If you look at it, you will marry me. I know you won't marry a witch, but whoever let you look at it is your fault. You have already looked at it. When you wiped it with alcohol just now,
You have seen every place, you must marry me..."
Camilla fell asleep again, this time she was not in a coma, but actually fell asleep.
Reggie wiped his sweat, picked up a small branch, and talked to himself while calculating his chances of survival on the ground.
"The worst-case scenario is that I die tonight, but that's probably unlikely."
"If I can survive until tomorrow morning, when Camilla wakes up, she will be able to use witchcraft, which should at least save my life."
"If she doesn't wake up tomorrow morning, I'll inject myself with antibiotics. At least she can last a little longer."
"Maybe I should give myself antibiotics now."
Reggie muttered a lot, and the orc slave sitting next to him blinked and said, "You're scared, right?"
"Yes," Reggie nodded, "I'm scared."
"Come out with me to look at the stars, and you won't be afraid when you see them."
"That's not necessary," Reggie shook his head. "I can't leave her, not even a step. Who knows what else will happen to her."
"Holy messenger, she is a brave person!" Every time when Camilla is mentioned, the orc peon always steps forward and bows, even though Reggie thinks this move is a bit unlucky.
"You are also a brave man!" The orc peon bowed to Reggie again, which made Reggie even more uneasy.
"I'd better give myself a shot now."
Reggie was just about to get the medicine when he suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "Reggie Nord, are you still alive?"
It's Chris's voice.
"Of course I'm alive!" Reggie said, "Do you want me to die?"
"I really want to, in that case, Shattered Snow City will be mine, Camel Island will be mine, your black powder will be mine, your musket will be mine, and all your flying things will be mine.
Those beautiful girls are all mine too! Muhahahaha, even this damn laughter will belong to me!"
Reggie smiled. For Chris, this may not be a joke, he would really do such a thing, but Chris's voice always made Reggie smile.
"You are so stupid, you know that?" Chris sighed, "You are the stupidest person I have ever seen. You can do some earth-shattering things, but now because of a witch, you have ruined it all.
How did a stupid person like you survive to this day!"
"I'm lucky. I can't die no matter what. I'm just letting you take over my duties temporarily. You have to remember not to do anything inappropriate, otherwise I will kill you immediately when I leave this place!
"
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back!" Chris shouted, "Swear to God and promise me that you will come back alive."
"I swear, I will come back alive!"
Chris stood outside the door for a long time. He stretched out his hand to push open the door of the cabin, but Reggie stopped him.
"Don't move! I know what you want to do!"
"I just want to..." Chris couldn't say it, he just wanted to take a look at Reggie.
"No! Leave here immediately, I don't want to see you! Go quickly!"
"Promise me to come back alive, you promised."
The sound of hoofbeats outside the door faded away, and Chris left.
Reggie rolled up his sleeves and injected himself with antibiotics.
At dawn the next day, when Reggie opened his eyes, Camilla was already awake. She wiped the blood on her face, smiled at Reggie, and continued to eat the orc peon's arm.
Reggie's face was pale and he was speechless for a while.