Chapter 226
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Middle-aged doctor and Old Fulin didn't expect the injury to be so serious. Their faces slightly changed as they looked at Dudian. Their hearts were shocked as they thought of how Dudian had lifted his arm casually. What kind of willpower was that?
The girl who was waiting for instructions in front of the medical box was shocked. She didn't expect that the teenager who was almost the same age as her would suffer such terrible pain. Her eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of pity.
Dudian felt her gaze and glanced at her. He looked at the middle-aged doctor: "Can it be cured?"
Middle-aged doctor recovered and said: "You have a fracture problem. I have to take a closer look." He reached out and gently touched Dudian's arm. He immediately felt the uneven and irregular hard bones under the flesh. It was as if there were countless stones piled up inside. His face changed as he looked at Dudian in shock. He immediately saw Dudian's calm eyes. His heart was even more shocked. But he was an adult after all. He quickly restrained his emotions. He said with lingering fear: "Your bones are broken too seriously. If you want to cure it … it will be very difficult!"
"Difficult is not a problem. There is hope." Dudian looked at him: "Do you need to do surgery?"
Middle-aged doctor nodded: "Yes, we need to peel off the skin of your arm to see the extent of your fracture. If there is no defect, then arrange it back to its original shape. If it is fixed, then recuperate for a few years. Perhaps there is a low hope for healing."
Dudian nodded. In this era, such medical skills were quite brilliant. It was necessary to have a deep understanding of the human skeleton in order to reorder the broken bones.
"Then I will leave it to you." Dudian said.
"OK, I will try my best to help you." Middle-aged doctor reached out to the girl: "Bandage." The girl immediately handed it to him. He used a new bandage to wrap Dudian's arm again. He got up and said: "Today is the first time I came here. I didn't bring enough tools. I will come back tomorrow."
"Go." Dudian nodded.
Middle-aged doctor slightly bowed to Dudian and old Fulin. Then accompanied by the housekeeper, he left with the girl's assistant.
"Your injury is so heavy!" After the middle-aged doctor left, Old Fulin looked at him: "There are some painkillers in my room. I'll send them to you."
"No." Dean shook his head, "Pain can make me stronger." He didn't want to tell Old Fulin about the numbness in his left hand. He attached great importance to his physical condition and kept it a secret unless he was forced to.
Old Fulin sighed as he looked at Dudian's calm eyes: "I'll ask the butler to improve your meals. Have a good rest." Then he left the room.
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The next day, the middle-aged doctor came over with a large medical box to perform surgery on Dean.
"You can sleep for a while. This is the best anesthetic. It's long-lasting and you won't feel any pain." Middle-aged doctor said to Dudian. Although it was the second time they met, but Dudian's performance yesterday had left a deep impression on him.
Dean said: "You don't have to worry about me. I won't interfere with your operation."
Middle-aged doctor didn't try to persuade him. He let the girl apply the anesthetic to Dean and started the operation.
Through the surgery, it was discovered that the damage to the left hand was not only limited to the bones. These broken bones had also cut and punctured the blood vessels and meridians, causing the left hand to be almost necrotic.
Halfway through the operation, the middle-aged doctor was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. First, he helped Dean arrange the broken fingertip sized bones. According to the shape comparison, he put the bones back in place, then he sutured the meridians and the main blood vessels.
The operation lasted for four or five hours. Anesthetics were applied four times in the middle. Each time the effect was about one hour.
In the afternoon, the operation was completely over. Dean's left hand was stitched up and fixed with four splints. The middle-aged doctor almost collapsed. He warned Dean: "Don't touch water during the healing stage. Don't use force. If there is any uncomfortable reaction, inform me immediately. I'll come back once a week for a follow-up."
"Thank you."
After the middle-aged doctor left, Old Fulin came into the room: "How do you feel? Do you feel better?"
Dean smiled: "How can it be so fast? Is there any news about us in today's newspaper?"
"Look at you. You are still concerned about this matter." Old Fulin looked at him: "As expected, the other consortiums have learned about your injury. Moreover, it has been published in the hunter's newspaper. You are a little famous in the hunter's circle. But it's not a good name …"
Dean said: "Let me have a look."
Old Fulin ordered the butler outside. After a moment, a few newspapers were handed over. Dean picked up one of the newspapers and saw some familiar words: "Green consortium has hunted an unknown monster. According to the assessment of the Temple of Elements, the monster's bone marrow contains extremely high fat content. It can be made into a portable torch for exploration …"
"Mellon consortium's area no. 6 has been completely cleaned up. There may be a lot of money in the short term …"
"Scott consortium has lost three official primary hunters in the clean-up of area no. 7. They have hunted a rare monster called 'Corruptor'. They haven't decided whether to sell their magic marks …"
Dean looked through the news. 'Corruptor' was ranked in the top 30 of the monster atlas. According to the assessment of the inner wall, the monsters were divided into three levels: ordinary, rare and rare. Above the rare ones were the eight legendary monsters. In the more than two hundred years of history of the hunter profession, the eight legendary monsters had appeared one after another. It was a rare encounter for decades. The number of hunters who had obtained the eight legendary monsters could be counted on one's fingers. In total, there were no more than five people.
The most recent hunter who had obtained the eight legendary monsters was thirty years ago. He came from the Noel consortium. At that time, the Noel consortium was pushed to the first place among the many consortiums. However, the legendary hunter had fallen outside the giant wall. His body wasn't found. Since then, the Noel consortium's economy had declined. Now it was only ranked third among the consortiums.
"Corruptor's magic marks are at the same level as a ghoul." Dean's mouth slightly moved. It was a luxury to use a rare monster as a material to stimulate the magic marks.
"New World consortium rented the 'death passage'. They sent an intermediate hunter to explore the way. They have returned. It is reported that the hunter's arm was seriously injured. The harvest was low …" Dean turned to the bottom and saw the news about himself. It occupied a relatively large space. He knew that it wasn't because of the New World consortium, but because of the existence of the death passage.
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