Chapter 413
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Nicholas who was next to Gwyneth carefully supported Dean's body. He took the soft pillow from Gwyneth and placed it on Dean's back. He helped Dean to lean on the sofa.
"Master, are you okay?" Kroen asked in a worried tone.
Dean took a deep breath. The warm air entered his body and dispelled the cold. He reached out and touched Artemis's head: "How long have I been asleep?"
"About six hours." Nicholas replied.
Dean was relieved: "The news didn't leak out, right?"
"No, there are only a few of us here. The staff of the newspaper have been driven away." Nicotine replied: "As you ordered, we didn't call a doctor. Are you feeling better now? How about I call a doctor to take a look, and after the diagnosis, we'll kill him to silence him?"
Dean felt the cold air climb up from his abdomen. He took a deep breath and said: "Do you remember the people I asked you to bring? There is a girl called Jura. You can call her over. Don't worry about the others."
"Jura?" Nicholas was puzzled: "Did you bring her from the civilian area?"
"Yes."
Nicholas nodded: "I'll go right away." He turned and left the room.
Sergei looked at Dean after Nicholas left: "Are you okay? How could you suddenly get sick with your body? Did you get injured in the battlefield?"
Dean didn't answer. He had a faint guess in his heart but he wasn't sure.
Half an hour later, Nicholas returned with a middle-aged woman. She was dressed beautifully, but unlike most women who would put on weight when they reached middle age, her figure was still slender and straight, exuding an intellectual beauty.
Jura was startled as she saw Dean lying on the sofa. Her eyes were slightly red. She hadn't seen Dean since a few years ago. She thought that she would gradually forget about the adopted child when Dean was in prison. She didn't expect that the child would come out of prison after a few years. Moreover she learned from the newspaper that Dean was wrongly imprisoned.
She wanted to come and find Dean when she heard the news. However the boundary was like a chasm that she couldn't cross.
After that, she continued to see news about Dean in the newspapers. Especially in recent times, his name had occupied almost all the pages of the newspapers. Everyone in the outer wall didn't know about him. Sometimes she even had an illusion that it was just a person with the same name. But from the newspaper report about Dean's life, she knew that he was the orphan that she had adopted.
When the war broke out and she was taken to the commercial district, she was even more convinced of this point. She had been looking forward to the reunion after a long time. She wanted to have the opportunity to compensate the child. But after coming to the commercial district, she didn't see Dean as she wished. Until today, when they met again, the latter wasn't the high-spirited genius in her mind. Instead, he was weak and pale with a sad appearance.
She suddenly felt a stab of pain in her heart. Although they had not been together for a long time after she adopted Dean, she had always regarded him as her own child. She thought that Dean was now living a luxurious life without worries, but after coming to the castle, she found that it was not as luxurious and gorgeous as she had imagined. She suddenly realized that this child had paid an unimaginable price to climb to today's position without anyone to rely on!
"All of you go out." There was a trace of complex color in Dean's eyes as he saw Jura. His voice was a bit hoarse: "Kroen will stay behind to take care of me."
Gwyneth looked at him and turned to leave.
There was a trace of strange expression on Sergei's face but he didn't say anything. He led Gabriel and Artemis out of the room.
The sound of the door closing seemed to awaken Jura. She quickly reacted and hurried forward: "You, where are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Dean looked at her anxious face. There was a trace of pain in his heart. In just a few years there were a few strands of white hair in her hair. Time was always ruthless.
"I feel cold." Dudian whispered.
Jura quickly reached out to touch Dean's forehead. She suddenly retracted her hand. Her face was full of shock and even a trace of panic and panic. "How could it be so cold!"
Kroen remembered that this woman was the aunt who adopted Dean. He asked as he saw her panic: "Aunty, you are a doctor. Do you know what disease young master has?"
Jura didn't answer him as she reached out to touch Dean's neck. Then she retracted her hand to touch his arm, chest and other parts of his body. Every time she touched his body she would quickly retract her hand. It was as if she was being burned by fire. The surprise on her face gradually turned into panic: "How can it be possible that his body temperature is so low!"
She was a little flustered. According to her medical knowledge and understanding of the human body, an ordinary person with such a low body temperature should have frozen to death. But Dean was still alive. It was a miracle!
Dean's heart sank as he saw her panicked expression. He knew that Jura wasn't a top doctor but her medical skills were good. He didn't expect such a reaction from her.
"Aunty, don't worry." Dean took a deep breath and said in a soft voice: "If we can't find the reason, we can do surgery. I feel cold in my abdomen. The problem should be here."
"Abdomen?" Jura quickly put her hand into the expensive blanket. Her fingertips retracted as she touched Dean's abdomen: "How can it be so cold?!" She felt that even when she touched ice, it was not so cold. The coldness in Dean's abdomen was like a sharp knife piercing her hand. It was even colder than ice. However, if it was colder than ice, wouldn't Dean's body be frozen?
How could a person survive if his abdomen was frozen?
She bit her lips and said to Kroen: "Help me get some hot water."
Kroen was anxious. He felt that he could be useful as soon as he heard Jura's words. He quickly ran.
Jura squatted beside the sofa and opened her medical box. Inside the box, there were all kinds of scalpels and needles. In addition, there were gauze, hemostatic powder, anesthetic powder and so on.
She lifted the blanket and peeled off the clothes on Dean's abdomen. She used the anesthetic powder.
Soon the hot water was brought.
Jura took a deep breath and said to Dean: "You have to endure it."
Dean whispered: "You do it. I'll watch."
Hearing this, Jura's eyes turned red. When she operated on other nobles or rich businessmen, they were scared and closed their eyes. They didn't dare to look at the bloody picture. But from Dean's tone, it seemed that he was very calm. How many hardships did he go through to temper this calmness?
She suppressed the pain in her chest. She looked at the clock on the wall and calculated the time. At the same time she asked Kroen to help her move Dean's body to the sofa. Once the anesthetic powder took effect she would immediately start the operation.
Dean asked Kroen to put a pillow on his head so that he could see his abdomen. He also wanted to know if the cause of the disease was really the same as he guessed.
The knife cut the abdomen but there was no pain. Under the effect of the hemostatic powder the blood didn't seep out too much.
Jura's hand that was holding the scalpel trembled slightly. When the scalpel touched Dean's abdomen, there was a chill that spread along the scalpel. It was so cold that her fingers felt like they were on fire. She couldn't tell whether it was the burning sensation or the freezing pain.
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