Chapter Chapter Exploring the Temple
At the same time, something happened here in Bedivere. 『Word**first*
The group hurried out of Avalon’s Pure Land. After retrieving the equipment from the Grand Duke of Leon Dickens, Shadow Walker grabbed everyone and teleported again.
The shady scene passed, and the crowd returned to the Goth’s Café.
“Black cat!” Shadowwalker hurriedly shouted: “Close the cafe and prepare for surgery!”
“Oh? Why are you making such a fuss—Wow!” The cat-eared girl saw Elaine covered in blood and was startled: “It hurts so badly!”
“No, it’s not me!” The bear man hurriedly clarified: “It’s him!”
The black cat glanced at the tiger on the werewolf’s back and wondered again: “No wounds. Internal injuries?”
“Just do everything, okay?” Shadowwalker said irritably.
He took off his robe, revealing a tight black robe, and took out a white robe from the locker in the dressing room.
“Follow me, aseptic processing before surgery.” He said nervously. At this time, the black cat had invited the customers outside. The customers seemed to be used to this kind of emergency.
Shadowwalker flipped a switch on the wine cooler. The entire cafe began to vibrate, and a hidden secret passage under the wine cabinet opened.
“Take him down. Be careful.” Shadowwalker himself walked down the stairs of the secret passage first.
“Bee, Beddy, it’s okay.” Elaine pushed the werewolf, and at the same time persuaded: “It can definitely be saved, Al can be saved. My friend is a famous doctor, repairing the body is just a side dish. One disc.”
The werewolf responded with a wry smile: Doctors are not omnipotent. I just hope that the other party is really that powerful and can remove the curse from Albert’s body.
“Al, hold on. I’ll save you right away.” He muttered in a low voice, walking towards the secret passage with the tiger on his back.
Unlike those secret passages that have fallen into disrepair, this place is apparently regularly cleaned and well maintained. There was hardly any dust on the ancient stone steps, nor half a spider silk on the ceiling, which was exaggeratedly clean.
The werewolf walked through the secret passage and came to a small basement. Although there seemed to be a door in front of it, the door could not be closed, and the surrounding walls, ceiling and floor were covered with small holes, as if Something will spew out at any time.
“Put [Soying Tiger] on a stretcher and take off his clothes.” Shadow Walker said after handing over a pair of protective glasses, “Be sure to spray the disinfectant evenly on his body to prevent bacteria from sticking to it. Affects surgery on the body.”
(So, this is a pre-surgery preparation room? The legendary sterilization room? So advanced.)
The werewolf and Shadowwalker stripped Albert naked and put the tiger on a stretcher made of pre-prepared fishing nets. The stretcher designed in this way seems to allow the disinfectant to be sprayed on Albert’s back to speed up the process of disinfection.
“Okay, hold your breath, I’m going to spray with disinfectant.” Shadowwalker held the stretcher with one hand, while the other hand stretched out to press the mechanism on the wall.
Puff zi zi zi zi zi! ! Countless mist-like disinfectant sprayed out from all directions of the entire room, and instantly filled the entire room.
“Ahhhhhhh my eyes!!” White Bear didn’t wear goggles, and was so stupid that he didn’t know how to close his eyes in time, so he was gorgeously tricked.
“I—cough cough cough cough!” Bedivere, who was about to say something, almost choked to death. The smell of disinfectant was terrible. It was an indescribable pungent smell, as if it could burn through a person’s lungs.
“I told you to close your eyes and hold your breath, but you don’t listen. You deserve it.” Shadowwalker said coldly: “Turn the tiger over. The second disinfection begins. Hold your breath!”
Smack zi zi zi zi zi! More disinfectant sprayed out, filling the room.
“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh even it is the trachea. This helpless idiot looks like he’s going to suffer for a while.
“I’m leaving, follow quickly.” As soon as the door in front opened, Shadow Walker dragged a stretcher and walked forward. The werewolf followed suit, leaving Elaine alone to slowly touch it. Still coughing.
After passing through the door, the werewolf saw Shadowwalker’s operating room. A clean and spotless operating room divided into two floors. There is an operating table and various surgical equipment in the opposite compartment, and the tools are readily available. It is a very modern operating room.
The disinfectant in the compartment is also flying all over the sky, and it has not completely settled. It seems to be a disinfection procedure at the moment when the door is opened.
“You, wait outside!” Shadowwalker said to Elaine. The polar bear nodded.
“You, come in with me, pick up your weapon and be on guard, just in case.” Shadowwalker handed a mask and said again.
“Okay.” The werewolf nodded as he put on his mask. The mask was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, which almost choked him out.
“Come on, come on!” The white bear waited foolishly outside the cubicle, his eyes full of unease and anticipation.
The werewolf smiled wryly and carried the stretcher with Shadowwalker to send Albert to the operating table. In fact, apart from helping to carry the stretcher, he has nothing else to do to “come on”. I just hope that this anxious and helpless heart will not spread to Shadow Walker, affect his thread, and screw up the operation.
But then again, does surgery really work?
If it is a “curse”, Albert must be affected by some unknown supernatural force, which has nothing to do with surgery. Even opening the tiger’s stomach to check, I’m afraid it won’t help anything, it will only make Albert’s stamina drain even more and accelerate the death of the tiger!
However, there is no way. If you don’t try it, Albert will really die!
Thinking about how the little tiger, who was still alive and kicking this morning, had deteriorated into this state in a few hours, the werewolf couldn’t help but grieve, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes and pooling in the goggles.
“Oh, **** it—” Shadowwalker just turned on the shadowless light for surgery and picked up a scalpel, “You can cry, but don’t take off that goggles! This room has just been disinfected, I can There is no time to wait for the next disinfection!”
“Okay, okay.” The werewolf tried his best to hold back his tears as he watched Albert’s surgery through the fading goggles.
Shadowwalker shook his head and slashed without thinking. The ruthless and sophisticated knife skills, coupled with the extremely sharp scalpel, avoided all kinds of blood vessels, and cut open the tiger’s abdominal cavity crisply and neatly.
Albert’s entrails were thus presented to the werewolf. Bedivere was even a little fortunate that the blindfold was blurred by tears, and everything in front of him could only see the song. Because this scene is quite disturbing – it’s a biological instinct, and people are naturally afraid of seeing blood and internal organs.
“What the **** is going on?!” Shadowwalker cursed through his mask.
It’s only natural that he’d be surprised. Albert hasn’t changed at all in seven years — especially inside him.
He also has a large number of artificial devices mixed in his internal organs. That’s a “historical question” left over from the fox people’s forcible body modification seven years ago.
“Difficult, unbelievable.” Shadowwalker exclaimed: “Judging from the degree of corrosion of the device, these implants are at least five years old, and they have obviously caused pressure on the internal organs. He has held on for so long. It’s a miracle it’s not dead yet!”
Bediver does not speak, but stands silently, watching silently. In other words, he can only concentrate on standing, so as not to let himself collapse and fall down, he has no room to speak.
(Have you been in pain, Al?)
(Seven years in so much pain, and still alive and strong?)
(What can I do for you?)
Remove them? “The werewolf tried his best to say a word.
Shadowwalker looked left and right at the implants in El’s body before saying, “No, it’s too difficult. The implants have been fused with his various organs, and reluctance to remove them will only cause a lot of bleeding. He will dead.”
The Great Mage Merlin said the same thing. If Merlin couldn’t do it, the famous doctor probably couldn’t do it either.
“And that doesn’t seem to be the main reason for his fainting.” Shadowwalker put down his scalpel and raised his rubber-gloved hands: “Ready? I’m going to start opening his guts. —“
As soon as these words came out, the werewolf’s hair stood upright: “What?!”
“Yes, take out the internal organs one by one and examine them carefully.” Shadowwalker said the most terrifying words in the plainest tone: “I will start with the intestines. This process may be scary, you can ignore it, But—“
However, the werewolf who is responsible for guarding the middle of the operation must read it. If something strange came out of Al’s body, he had to be the first to stop it.
“Well,” Bedivere swallowed his saliva to strengthen his courage. He took a deep breath. The choking smell of disinfectant in the mask was particularly refreshing at this moment: “I will watch it. Let’s do it.”
(It’s entirely my responsibility that Al became like this, the sin I committed. Even if I accompany him on a trip to hell, I have to accept it, what is this little thing?)
Despite Bedivere’s mental preparation ~IndoMTL.com~, the werewolf vomited when Shadowwalker held up Albert’s intestines. Fortunately, his mask was specially made, and all the vomited things were sucked up by the extra vomit bag and did not spill out and contaminate the sterile room.
The werewolf felt unable to breathe, he almost fainted: “Hurry up, hurry up…Isn’t it okay?”
“Right now.” Shadowwalker finished examining Albert’s intestines, stuffed them back, and tidied them up, as if they were neater than they were.
Then he reaches out and touches the tiger’s liver!
“Be careful!!” Elaine exclaimed, watching everything from a distance outside the cubicle.
The werewolf was still in a daze, but after being reminded by the white bear, he came back to his senses immediately. He stared at Albert’s stomach.
Sure enough, something came out of Albert’s body! () “The Legend of Light” only represents the views of the author Raven D Vixas. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform . 【】,thank you all!