Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 127

Seeing Lumian's silence, Michelle said anxiously and panicked: If you don't want to, I can find someone else.

"Who should I talk to...They don't like us very much and think we smell bad."

This was also the reason why she first came to see Lumian, the gang leader. At the Golden Rooster Hotel, the only people who could communicate with the couple in a calm manner were Lumian and Charlie, and Charlie had already moved away.

Looking at Mrs. Michel, who was short, with a stooped back and a pleading face, Lumian breathed out and said, "I'll go take a look."

With doubts that he could not get rid of, he passed Mrs. Michel, trotted up to the third floor, and entered room 302.

The place was filled with all kinds of garbage and filled with an indescribable stench. Lumian raised his hand and pinched his nose, squeezing from the empty space that could only accommodate one person to the yellow and greasy sheet. Before going to bed.

Rule, who had many wrinkles and gray hair, closed his eyes tightly, breathed rapidly, his cheeks were flushed, and he had passed out.

Really sick, Lumian frowned, held his breath, turned around, and carried Rule out of the room.

Michelle quickly rummaged through the piles of garbage, constantly pulling out a banknote from a hidden place, took out a coin, and put it on herself.

Soon, she left room 302, locked the door and said to Lumian: "Mr. Charles, you don't have to worry about me. Take Ruel 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 was no stranger to clinics there. After running around for a while, he saw the Roblin Clinic, which was actually equivalent to a small hospital.

The Candide Market area and the Noel area are very close to each other. Across the bridge is the Holy Palace Hospital established with the help of the [Eternal Sun] Church. Therefore, there are only a few clinics on this side of the bridge.

There are two doctors working the night shift at the Roblin Clinic. There are temporary beds in the fairly spacious hall, and several patients are lying on them, receiving infusion treatment.

Lumian carried Rule 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, did not mention the consultation fee directly, and simply checked Ruhl's condition with an expression of disgust.

After a few minutes, he pushed up his glasses and said: [The fever is severe, but there are no other symptoms. I suggest you try to reduce the fever first. If it doesn't work, transfer to the Holy Palace Hospital quickly. 

good.  Lumian didn’t know much about medicine and could only follow the doctor’s words.

The doctor quickly wrote out an order, asked Lumian to pay first, and then went to the pharmacy to get antipyretics and infusion kits.

"Fool Drug Company Type 1357 Antipyretic Potion" Lumian glanced at the contents on the list, then turned and walked towards the payment window.

At this time, Mrs. Michelle finally arrived, panting from exhaustion.

She took the order from Lumian, looked at the price, and blurted out: "It costs 5 ferkin."

Without waiting for Lumian's response, she gritted her teeth, took out copper coins and silver coins one by one, collected 5 fils of gold, and handed over the consultation fee.

Not long after, Ruhl was carried to a temporary hospital bed and received infusion treatment.

This is a form of 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 and rest. I will just stay with Ruel. 

Lumian did not insist, after all, he was not a doctor.

He nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Ruel, and concentrated his attention, intending to take a look at his fortune.

Seeing this, Lumian's brows frowned unconsciously.

Mr. Rule is about to die.

But it was not strong or obvious, not like the homeless man before, and it seemed that there was still a possibility of salvation.

Just when Su Lumian was about to suggest a quick transfer to the Holy Palace Hospital, Ruel's condition changed: translucent blisters like burns appeared one after another on the surface of his skin, which were quickly filled with light yellow pus. The liquid showed signs of being about to fester.

Such symptoms, such progress, and such speed of evolution made Lumian shrink his eyes and intuitively believe that this was no ordinary disease.

This is probably related to occultism and supernatural power. Mr. Ruhl is just a scavenger, why is he affected by supernatural power?

Lumian. He raised his head, pointed at Ruer, who was still unconscious, and said to Mrs. Michel: [Are you believers of the Eternal Sun? Try taking him to St. Robles Church. 

He felt that the Holy Official Hospital should not be able to cure such a disease involving supernatural power, so it would be better to go to the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun to see if the effects could be eliminated through purification.

Mrs. Michelle also noticed her husband's abnormal changes and said with a tearful voice: "No, transfer to the Holy Palace Hospital, transfer to the Holy Palace Hospital." 

In her opinion, going to church to seek blessings is equivalent to giving up treatment and preparing for deathbed consolation.

Lumian did not persuade him because he thought that it was midnight, the door of St. Robles Church had been closed, and Ruel and Michel were just a pair of scavengers, so there was a high probability that they would not be able to open the door.

Moreover, the distance from here to St. Robles Church is not too close, and Ruhl's condition progresses very quickly, so he may not be able to reach his destination until the night watchman with a lantern in the church is alerted and opens the door.

Lumian stared at Ruel, who was getting worse and worse. His blisters had burst and pus was leaking out. He was silent for a few seconds and said to Mrs. Michel: "Go to the doctor. Now transfer to the Holy Official Hospital."

"Okay, okay." Michelle woke up from a dream and hurriedly ran to the doctor who had just treated Ruhl.

After she left the temporary hospital bed, Lumian turned sideways, blocking the view of other patients, and then took out an iron-colored metal bottle with a spring water etched on it.

This is a healing potion obtained from [Bald] Haman.

Lumian felt that occult diseases could only be combated through occult medicines. Although he was not sure whether this medicine, which mainly treated trauma, could have an effect on Ruhr, he planned to give it a try.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, pinched the sides of Jarul's mouth, and forced him to drink half of the potion.

Ruhr seemed to have been thirsty for a long time and instinctively swallowed the clear spring-like liquid.

After grunting twice, he returned to calmness.

In less than a minute, when Mrs. Michel led the doctor over, the blisters on Rule's face began to dry up, scab quickly, and fall off silently.

It really worked. Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated again, observing the changes in fortune.

This time, there were no signs of death for Ruel, and his fate in the next few days became a bit confusing, making it difficult for Lumian to distinguish and speculate.

The doctor glanced at Ruhl and said to Mrs. Michel suspiciously: "Isn't the situation very good?"

Mrs. Michell also discovered that all the horrible blisters on her husband's face had disappeared, leaving only some scars and wrinkles, and his breathing had become smoother and no longer rapid.

Sorry, I was too anxious. She apologized quickly.

The doctor, who was very resistant to the odor on her and Ruel's body, waved his hand and said: [The drugs from Fool's Pharmaceutical Company are much more effective than others. Now that the situation has improved, let's observe it again and don't rush to the Holy Palace. Hospital. 

After saying that, he couldn't wait to leave the temporary hospital bed.

Mrs. Michel sat limply next to Rule, touching his forehead from time to time to feel his body temperature.

Lumian did not leave, but pulled up a stool and sat down, examining the changes in Ruel's situation.

Ten minutes later, Ruel opened his eyes, stared blankly at the unfamiliar white ceiling and said, "Where is this?" 

Michelle breathed a sigh of relief and quickly recounted the story of his sudden illness.

Why did I suddenly get sick? Ruhr was very confused, Before I went to bed, I felt that there was nothing wrong with me at all. 

Lumian intervened in the exchange between the two couples and asked casually: "What did you do before going to bed that was different from usual?"

No.  Ruhr thought about it for a while and said, [Same as every day before, counting the garbage picked up, going to the bathroom to urinate, chatting for a while, and going to bed. Maybe I came back very late yesterday. It was almost 1 o'clock after counting. I slept too much. Caused by lateness.

Is there something wrong with the garbage? Or, what happened during the day only broke out in the middle of the night? Lumian asked carefully for a while, but couldn't find any valuable clues from Ruel and Michelle.

Ruhl's body recovered quickly. As soon as the transfusion was completed, he shouted to go back to the hotel, unwilling to stay at the Roebling Clinic until dawn to avoid spending more money.

Lumian saw that his luck had not changed and did not stop him.