PFC Chapter 3367 Miraculous Doctor (1)
Chapter 3367 Miraculous Doctor (1)
Chapter 3367 Miraculous Doctor (XI)
"There must be something wrong with this hospital," Schiller said. "Even during the outbreak of the Black Death in the Middle Ages, there was no rule prohibiting doctors from leaving the ward. But it is obvious that the two of us cannot leave."
"Moreover, normally speaking, there is no need for normal hospitals to completely separate the consultation room and the ward and use metal passages to transport patients. Not only is the construction cost high, it is also too easy to cause secondary injuries. It is completely unnecessary."
"Remember who the nurse mentioned brought the patient in?" Strange asked.
"Wood. And it sounds like he's a wooden man." Schiller connected the previous clues together. He said, "If the man guarding the reception room above is a wooden man, then the blood on the cloth that Mr. Raven threw over earlier couldn't be Wood's. It must be his own, or someone else's."
"You speculated before that it was Mr. Raven who killed the gatekeeper, but if the Raven Man that day was Mr. Raven, then I'm afraid the result would be completely opposite."
"But if that's the case, who brought us the newspapers? Wood?"
Strange walked to the fireplace and sat down. He thought for a moment and said, "I guess it might be like this - Mr. Raven wanted to break into the consultation room, but was stopped by Wood and was injured by him. However, during the fight, he threw the cloth through the passage and then ran away."
"After we throw the copper coins into the passage, Wood might pick them up. Since Mr. Raven can control ravens to deliver newspapers to us, he can naturally control this kind of bird to squat at the door of the reception room to monitor Wood."
"Whenever he saw Wood pick up the copper coin, he would send a raven to the window to deliver newspapers to us. Because the newspapers delivered from the window did not need to pass through Wood, he could deliver them at any time."
"Then Nova was sent over. He definitely wanted to save this woman, but maybe because of Wood's guards, his note wasn't delivered in time... Of course, it could also be because we acted too quickly."
"In order to deliver the cloth to save Nova, Mr. Raven apparently had another conflict with Wood. But he may have escaped again in the end, but this time he was seriously injured."
"It seemed that Wood didn't want to endure Mr. Raven's provocation any longer, so he found him and brought him back to the consultation room, and then sent him over through the passage."
After Strange finished his speculation, he looked at Schiller. After thinking for a while, Schiller said, "The biggest flaw in this speculation is that Mr. Raven who was sent here was not injured."
Strange also frowned. But then Schiller said, "I think Wood and Mr. Raven may have some kind of cooperative relationship. But if that's the case, there's no way to explain why Mr. Raven threw in a bloody piece of cloth."
"If we look at it from the perspective of a partnership, one is guarding the door, and the other comes to sell newspapers. One can make some extra money, and the other can successfully sell the newspapers. It can be considered a win-win cooperation."
"As for the cloth strip, it may not be Mr. Raven's blood. It could also be something that happened in the consultation room."
This sentence seemed to inspire Strange, and he said, "Our hospital is located in the Nexus Town. A plague has recently broken out in the Nexus Town, and the situation is very serious. As you said, if the ruler of this area is not stupid, then the first thing he should do is to control the spread of the plague. At least he should close the entire town."
"Although this is good for the surrounding areas, it is hell for the residents of the town. With so many plagues breaking out at the same time and the town being blocked, it is only a matter of time before they are infected."
"There must be people who are unwilling to wait for death here and try to resist. Could Nova be one of them? Is he actually trying to lead the workers to escape from here?"
"You mean the enemy of this so-called mining hero is the army that blocked the Nexus? Then how did the great detective from Westchester get into the blocked town, and why did he look for this lady?"
Strange thought for a moment and said, "Since the goal is to prevent the spread of the plague, then the main thing is to prevent people in the town from escaping. I'm afraid the control won't be so strict for people who want to come in. Stark's character is dressed like a noble, has a lot of money, and can conjure up a revolver. He can still get in if he thinks of a way."
"As for what he came in for..." Strange shook his head.
Schiller said, "I guess he wanted to rescue Nova so that people outside could know the situation in Demon Central Town. Otherwise, why was he wanted as soon as he arrived here?"
"I see." Strange showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. "I guess Westchester should be not far from here, and it is likely the political and economic center of this area. The people there are also afraid of the plague, so they ordered the town to be blocked."
"The character played by Stark may have found some clues, so he chose to go deep into the town alone and wanted to expose it all so that the people in the town could get treatment."
"The people in Westchester saw through his intentions and were worried that he would succeed, so they simply framed him for a murder and made him a fugitive. Then no one would believe what he said."
Schiller also nodded, thinking that this was in line with Stark's style of doing things.
"Whether his partner is Captain America or not, Stark is indeed a hero. His innate sense of responsibility for the weak makes it impossible for him to sit idly by and do nothing about such things. If Steve Rogers is added to the mix, the main theme of these two people will definitely not be solving cases, but punishing evildoers."
"Mr. Raven wants to save Nova, so he should be on the side of the rebels. But Wood..." Schiller said with a long tone, "Who would be happy about a large-scale plague breaking out in his area? The answer is of course the hospital owner. Of course, there are also employees who are not afraid of getting sick and can take this opportunity to make money."
Strange's mind immediately flashed over the physical features of several patients he had treated before, especially some details about their hands or faces, and then he immediately said, "Except for Nova, it seems that none of the patients we have received are poor. They don't have very obvious signs of labor. Even the werewolf's claws are not very worn out."
"It seems that's it." Schiller said, "Wood is a wooden man. He doesn't seem to be afraid of most plagues, otherwise he wouldn't be placed in the consultation room. The plague broke out in the town, and medical resources are insufficient. If you want to get treatment, you have to find ways to ask for favors and connections."
"Wood has the power to decide who can enter the operating room, so he is naturally the object of people's flattery. Even if it is just a small town, there must be some rich people. He can make a lot of money from it."
“Perhaps in the past, he and Mr. Raven, who supported the rebels, had some cooperation, and the two benefited from each other. But once Mr. Raven made his position clear and wanted to completely solve the plague problem, Wood would not agree with him, and might even try to get rid of him.”
"So they sent Mr. Raven to us. How much do they distrust our medical skills?"
"You can't say he doesn't trust us. After all, the mortality rate in our operating room is as high as 90%. It's normal for him to choose us."
Strange was about to retort, but then he thought of something and said, "Do you think there will be other operating rooms?"
"There must be something. Otherwise, how could we only have so few patients when the plague broke out in the whole town?" Schiller said, "Although we are not allowed to explore the corridor, there must be something over there. Maybe it is another operating room."
The two of them rested for a while, and Schiller pulled the lever again. Another patient was sent in.
This one looks like a male elf, but his height and build are similar to humans, except that his ears are pointed and his skin is lighter.
However, his abnormal condition was visible to the naked eye. His whole body was twitching, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and a low roar continued to come from his throat.
Just as Strange was about to walk over to check on his condition, the elf fell to the ground twitching, then began waving his arms wildly and biting the edge of the operating table with his teeth.
"Silver Moon Epilepsy!" Schiller immediately recognized the symptoms of this disease. He said, "Stop him. I'll go get the medicine!"
Strange picked up the stove hook next to the fireplace and smashed it on the elf's shoulder with a "bang", knocking him off balance. But the elf kept biting him. Strange blocked the stove hook in front of him, and he bit the hook, breaking several teeth.
With a "splash", Schiller splashed the liquid in the test tube onto the elf. White smoke came out of his body and he let out a terrible scream.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
After struggling on the ground for a while, the elf finally calmed down. The two of them worked together to lift him back to the operating table.
"This one is really hopeless," Schiller said. "The symptoms of mania and delirium indicate that his infection has reached the terminal stage. It is estimated that he will completely lose his mind in a few hours. At this time, no medicine will be of any use."
Strange thought about the symptoms of the disease, then said, "That should meet your requirements, right? Want to save the sample?"
"Of course, keep the blood and saliva." Schiller walked over and picked up the tooth fragments on the ground, then said, "I wonder if the elf teeth can be sold for money."
Strange took some saliva and drew another tube of blood, which Schiller kept, and then he kindly put the remaining medicine in the test tube into the syringe and injected it.
The elf was in great pain, yelling and struggling, looking like he was dying, but the potion was apparently effective, and within 10 minutes of being injected, he regained some consciousness.
"Thank you, doctor. Am I dying?"
"I'm afraid so." Schiller nodded and said, "The virus has already invaded your brain. We can only alleviate it but not cure it. If you had come earlier, there might still be hope. But now... there's nothing we can do."
Elf lay on the bed in a daze. He said, "I wanted to come earlier. When I felt a little dizzy, I came to the hospital, but...but they said I could still hold on..."
The elf's voice was a little childish. Although he looked like an adult male, his tone and expression still made him look like a child.
"I injected you with red holy water, which can save your life for up to six hours. But we..." Schiller seemed to have thought of something here, and he said, "How much did Wood charge you?"
"One gold coin and twelve silver coins. This is all the money I have. It was supposed to be my sister's tuition, but she died of illness..."
"What?! How much did you say he charged you???"