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Seeing that Lumian was silent, Michelle said in a panic: If you don't want to, I can go to someone else.
"Who should I talk to... They don't like us very much, they think we smell bad."
This was also the reason why she came to find Lumian, the gang leader, at the first reaction. In the Golden Rooster Hotel, only Lumian and Charlie were able to communicate with their husband and wife in a peaceful manner, and Charlie had already moved away.
Looking at Mrs. Michel, who was short, with a hunchback and a pleading face, Lumian sighed and said, "I'll go and see."
With doubts that he could not get rid of, he passed Mrs. Michelle, trotted up to the third floor, and entered room 302.
This place is full of all kinds of rubbish, full of indescribable smell, Lumian raised his hand and pinched his nose, squeezed from the blank area that can only be passed by one person to the yellow and oily blanket. before bed.
Ruhr, with many wrinkles and gray hair, closed his eyes tightly, was short of breath, his cheeks were flushed, and he had passed out in a coma.
Really sick, Lumian frowned, held his breath, turned around, and carried Ruhr out of the room.
Michelle quickly rummaged through the piles of trash, continuously took out a banknote from the hidden place, took out a coin, and put it on herself.
Soon, she got out of Room 302, locked the door and said to Lumian: "Mr. Shire, don't worry about me, take Ruhr to the clinic quickly, I will catch up soon." Lumian clicked He bowed his head, quickened his pace, and ran out of the Golden Rooster Hotel.
He often went to White Coat Street, and he was no stranger to clinics. After running wildly for a while, he saw the Roebling Clinic, which was actually a small hospital.
The Candide Market area is very close to the Nuoer District, and across the bridge is the Holy Palace Hospital established with the help of the [Eternal Blazing Sun] church, so there are only some clinics on the bridge side.
There are two doctors on night shift in the Roebling clinic, and there are temporary beds in the relatively spacious hall, and several patients are lying on them, receiving infusion therapy.
Lumian carried Ruhr to one of the doctors and placed him on the treatment bed.
The doctor in his early thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at Lumian, and briefly checked Ruhr's situation with a disgusted expression, without directly asking for a consultation fee.
After a few minutes, he pushed down his glasses and said: [The fever is severe, but there are no other symptoms. I suggest trying to reduce the fever first. If it doesn't work, go to Shenggong Hospital immediately. 】
【good. 】Lumian has no knowledge of medicine and can only obey the doctor's words.
The doctor quickly issued a bill, asking Lumian to pay first, and then go to the pharmacy to get the antipyretics and infusion kits.
"Fool Pharmaceutical Company Type 1357 Fever Reducing Potion" Lumian glanced at the content on the list, then turned and walked towards the payment window.
At this time, Mrs. Michel finally arrived, already panting from exhaustion.
She took the list from Lumian, glanced at the price, and blurted out: [I want 5 Felkin,]
Before Lumian could respond, she gritted her teeth, took out copper coins and silver coins, collected 5 Felkins, and paid the consultation fee.
Not long after, Ruhr was carried to a temporary hospital bed and received infusion therapy.
This is a treatment that has only become popular in recent years.
Mrs. Michel finally recovered, and said to Lumian: [Thank you, Mr. Charles, you can go back to rest, and I will just stay with Ruhr. 】
Lumian did not insist, after all, he is not a doctor.
He nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Ruhr, and concentrated his attention, intending to take a look at his fortune.
Seeing this, Lumian frowned unconsciously.
Mr. Rule was about to meet his fate.
But it was not strong and obvious, unlike the tramp before, and it seemed that there was still a possibility of salvation.
Just when Su Lumian wanted to suggest that he should be transferred to Holy Palace Hospital, Luhr's situation changed: one after another, scalded translucent blisters appeared on the surface of his skin, which quickly filled with light yellow pus. Liquid, showing signs of festering.
This is likely to be related to mysticism and supernatural power. Mr. Ruhr is just a scavenger, why is he affected by supernatural power?
Lumian. He raised his head, pointed to Ruhr who was still in a coma, and said to Mrs. Michelle: [Are you believers in the eternal blazing sun? Take him to St. Roberts Church for a try. 】
He felt that the Holy Official Hospital should not be able to cure this kind of disease involving extraordinary power, and it would be better to go to the Church of Eternal Blazing Sun to see if the influence can be eliminated through purification.
Mrs. Michelle also noticed the abnormal changes in her husband, and said in a crying voice: [No, transfer to Shenggong Hospital, transfer to Shenggong Hospital. 】
In her perception, going to church to seek blessings is a little like giving up treatment and preparing for dying comfort.
Lumian didn't persuade, because he thought it was midnight, the door of St. Roberts Church had been closed, and Ruhr and Michelle were just a pair of scavengers, and there was a high probability that they would not be able to open the door.
Moreover, the distance from here to St. Roberts Church is not too short, and Ruhr's condition is developing extremely fast, and he may not be able to reach his destination. Wait until the night watchman with lanterns in the church is alarmed and opens the door.
Lumian stared at Ruhr, whose blisters had ruptured and pus was leaking, and said to Mrs. Michelle in silence for a few seconds: [You go to the doctor, and now transfer to the Holy Official Hospital. 】
"Okay, okay." Michelle hurriedly rushed to the doctor who treated Ruhr just now, as if waking up from a dream.
After she got out of the makeshift hospital bed, Lumian turned sideways to block the sight of other patients, and then took out an iron-colored metal bottle etched with a pattern of spring water.
This is a healing potion obtained from [Bald] Harman.
Lumian felt that mystical diseases could only be countered by mystical potions. Although he was not sure whether this kind of potion, which mainly treats trauma, would work on Ruhr, he planned to give it a try.
He unscrewed the bottle cap, pinched the sides of Jaluer's mouth, and forced him to fill half of the potion.
Ruhr seemed thirsty long ago, and instinctively swallowed the clear spring-like liquid.
After grunting twice, he returned to calm.
In less than a minute, when Mrs. Michele led the doctor over, the blisters on Ruhr's face began to dry up, quickly formed scabs, and fell off silently.
It really worked, Lumian heaved a sigh of relief, concentrated again, and observed the changes in his fortune.
This time, Ruhr no longer showed signs of death, and the fate of the next few days became somewhat chaotic, making it difficult for Lumian to distinguish and speculate.
The doctor glanced at Ruhr, and said to Mrs. Michel suspiciously: [Isn't the situation very good? 】
Mrs. Michelle also found that all the horrible blisters on her husband's face disappeared, leaving only some scars and wrinkles as companions, and his breathing became more stable and no longer short.
[Sorry, I was too anxious. ] She hastily apologized.
The doctor, who was very resistant to the smell on her and Ruhr, waved his hand and said: [The medicine from the Fool Pharmaceutical Company is much more effective than other medicines. Now that the situation has improved, please observe again. Don’t rush to the Holy Palace. Hospital. 】
After speaking, he couldn't wait to leave the temporary hospital bed.
Mrs. Michel sat down next to Ruhr limply, touching his forehead from time to time to feel his body temperature.
Lumian did not leave, pulled a round stool to sit down, and began to examine the changes in Ruhr's situation.
After ten minutes, Ruhr opened his eyes, looked blankly at the strange white ceiling and said: 【Where is this? 】
Michelle breathed a sigh of relief and quickly told the story of his sudden illness.
[Why would I suddenly get sick? ] Ruhr was very confused, 【I felt that there was nothing wrong with me before I went to bed. 】
Lumian intervened in the conversation between the two couples, and asked casually: [What did you do differently than usual before going to bed? 】
【No. ] Ruhr recalled for a while and said, [Same as before, counting the garbage picked up, going to the bathroom to urinate, chatting for a while, sleeping, maybe I came back very late yesterday, it was almost 1 o'clock after the counting, and I slept too much caused late. 】
Could it be that there is something wrong with the garbage? Or, what happened during the day, only to erupt in the middle of the night? Lumian asked carefully for a while, but did not get any valuable clues from Ruhr and Michelle.
Ruhl's body recovered quickly, and as soon as the infusion was finished, he clamored to go back to the hotel, unwilling to stay at the Roebling Clinic until dawn, so as not to spend more money.
Lumian saw that his fortune had not changed and did not stop him.