Chapter 414
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He saw that under the skin layer of the abdomen there was a layer of hardened crystals.
The color of the crystals was dark red like frozen blood. At the moment it was like an armor covering the skin layer. At first glance it seemed that the skin layer was just a set of soft clothes.
Dean was startled, and there was a feeling of horror in his scalp.
"Young, young master …" Kroen's body trembled in fear.
Jura's eyes were full of shock and confusion. She was stunned on the spot.
Dean recovered and looked at her: "What is this disease?"
Jura turned around and looked at him. Her eyes were full of confusion. She had never seen such a strange scene in her entire life. Under the skin layer was a hardened blood clot. Moreover, this blood clot was not an ordinary hardened blood clot. Its surface was extremely smooth. The most surprising thing was that there were orderly undulating lines on it like scales. But the strangest thing was that the owner of the body was still alive in such a situation!
"I-I don't know." Jura looked down at the dark red crystals in front of her fingers. There was a complex look on her face: "It should be because your body temperature is too low which caused the blood to harden, but …" She didn't know what to say.
She didn't dare to blindly diagnose a disease that she had never seen before. After all, she only had one life. Even if she inferred that it was due to the body temperature, she didn't know how to solve it.
Dean's heart sank as he saw her expression: "Is there no way?"
Jura slightly gritted her teeth: "I'll try." She held the scalpel to expand the area of the skin layer. However, the skin layer outside the small intestine was cut open. It was full of dark red crystals.
She tried to touch it gently but found that it was extremely cold and hard.
She even suspected that the knife may not be able to pierce through the strange hardened blood.
"Auntie, is there no way to treat it?" Kroen, who was next to her, gradually adapted. He looked at Jura's bewildered appearance and said anxiously and nervously.
Cold sweat oozed out of Jura's forehead. She hesitated for a moment: "This thing must be removed. It may be a little painful. You have to endure it."
Dean took a deep breath: "You try first. I'll try to endure it."
Jura nodded as she stared at Dean's abdomen. She found a edge and slowly stabbed the scalpel.
The scalpel stabbed into the hardened blood. It was like stabbing ice. It made a very shallow mark.
Dean saw the veins on her wrist gradually bulging. He knew that she had exerted a lot of strength. The hardness of the hardened blood was much harder than he had imagined. Although Jura was an ordinary person, but her strength was not small. But she couldn't pierce through the hardened blood. How could he cut it?
Jura's strength gradually increased to about 70% or 80%, reaching the limit of her strength, but she still couldn't cut open the hardened blood. She couldn't help but loosen her hand and exhale. Her wrist was sore, but there was some fear and confusion in her heart. Something suddenly flashed in her mind. She was startled and turned to look at Dean. The confusion in her eyes gradually turned into fear, and finally into self-blame and pain.
Dean saw the sudden change in her appearance. He felt a trace of bad: "Auntie, is this disease incurable?"
Jura's eyes turned red. Tears fell down: "I have read in a medical book that there is a similar disease. It is extremely rare. There are very few people who have gotten such a rare disease since the birth of the giant wall."
Dean's heart sank: "What is this disease?"
"Ice blood disease." Jura lowered her head. There was a crying tone in her voice: "All the people who got 'Ice blood disease' eventually died. It is a rare terminal disease!"
Dean's heart sank. Terminal disease!
This was tantamount to hearing that he had cancer. It was an instant despair.
After his heart beat violently twice, the throbbing in the bottom of his heart gradually calmed down. In the old era, many cancers could be treated with the development of medical technology. The so-called terminal illness was just an illness that couldn't be cured in the medical field of a certain era. Since the 'Ice Blood Disease' was a terminal illness that couldn't be cured with the current medical conditions, he might be able to find a cure by relying on the knowledge in the super chip.
Dean was silent for a moment. He looked at the crying Jura: "Auntie, thank you. Help me sew it."
Jura was already sobbing. Hearing Dean's words, she bit her lips and held back her sobs, but tears still rolled down from her eyes. She gritted her teeth and took out a needle and thread to sew Dean's skin layer. Her handwork was very delicate, and the sewing was seamless.
Dean quietly looked at her. After she finished, he asked: "Auntie, how long can I live with this disease?"
Jura's body slightly trembled as she bowed her head: "The records are not detailed, but it should not be long, and …" She looked up at Dean: "This disease is infectious. During this period, you better not drink with others. In addition, it is best not to let the Holy Church know that you have such a disease, otherwise you will be arrested and isolated."
"Infectious disease?" Kroen's face turned pale. He instinctively took a step back.
Dean glanced at Kroen. He looked at Jura: "I know. Auntie, you go back first. Don't mention this to anyone. If someone asks you just say that it's just a cold."
Jura burst into tears: "I'll stay and take care of you."
Dean's face became indifferent: "Kroen, pay the medical fee and send the guest out."
Kroen had a complex expression as he pulled Jura out of the room.
Dean slowly closed his eyes. After a moment, he opened them again. His eyes were cold. He waited for Kroen to come back: "Give me the medical books in the bookcase."
Kroen was startled but immediately went over to help him.
Dean put a pillow on his back and began to read the medical books that he had brought back from the library. He was busy learning the knowledge from the super chip so he didn't have time to read these books. The name 'Ice Blood Disease' was obviously the name of this era. Perhaps there was such a disease in the old era but the name was different. He wanted to know the cause of this disease and what the final outcome would be.
He flipped through the books one by one.
Suddenly, Dean stopped at a certain page of an old medical book. This was the autobiography of an old doctor from hundreds of years ago. On a snowy day, he was invited by an aristocrat to go out to see a patient. The patient was a squire of the aristocrat family. The patient's body temperature was extremely low. After the initial diagnosis, the doctor decided to directly perform surgery to delay the squire's life.
But after the operation, the doctor found that the servant's arm had long been frozen. The ice crystals were like fish scales and there were progressive wavy lines.
"Ice Blood Disease …" There was a trace of dignified look in Dean's eyes. The hardened blood under his abdomen had extremely regular lines. It was as if it was carefully carved by a carving knife. It was very similar to the servant from hundreds of years ago.
"The operation failed and I was driven out of the aristocrat's house. Later I mentioned the matter to my friend. Soon I heard that the Holy Church had sent people to search the aristocrat's house and arrested the sick servant …" Dean carefully read line by line. From the description above, the Holy Church mentioned that the servant was suffering from a disease called 'Ice Blood Disease'.
"The name of this disease actually came from the Radiant Church?" Dean was surprised. He thought that it was invented by the doctors. He didn't expect the Holy Church to take the lead in calling it out.
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