Chapter 96: The Weak Patient Wakes Up
[Donald’s Perspective]
I hurried to the hospital and checked on Margaret first.
She was handed over to the medical staff, and the injuries on her back had been treated. She was now in the general ward. Benjamin had used a special powder to speed up the healing, and some painkillers to ease her pain. The powder contained a certain amount of sleeping aid, so Margaret was still in a deep sleep.
I took a quick look around the bed. After confirming that Margaret was fine, I instructed a few people to guard the ward and went to the ward of the unconscious person we had found last time.
Karl, who was guarding there, had just reported that the person had woken up, but his mind didn’t seem to be very clear.
Armstrong and I arrived almost at the same time. Benjamin was already in the ward, performing a basic check-up on the werewolf who had just woken up. Armstrong and I stood to one side, both silently observing the person on the bed.
This person had been lying in bed for two days without any food. He only relied on an IV to replenish some fluids. He still looked very dispirited.
He was probably just over five feet tall, definitely less than six. I felt like he was only slightly taller than Luna Elizabeth of the Silver Moon Tribe. That wasn’t an ideal height even for a human male, let alone a werewolf.
His limbs looked thin and frail. The location where he had appeared in the forest was so strange that we had to wonder. However, he did not look like an attacker in any way.
Benjamin had finished his examination. Instead of communicating with this person, he came directly to my side and gestured for me to speak outside the door.
I glanced at Armstrong. He nodded at me. I followed Benjamin out and closed the door.
“Your Majesty, I just checked again. He woke up earlier than I expected. He’s still very weak. It’s strange that with such a weak body, he can regain consciousness so soon.”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“In other words, this person’s current vital signs don’t meet the conditions for consciousness at all. His various organs are in a semi-dormant state. His current consciousness seemed to be symptomatic of an overdrawn state,” Benjamin said solemnly.
“How did this happen?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen a situation like this, but my guess is that it’s the effect of that drug. I thought it was just a short-term performance enhancement drug, but now it looks more like a long-term drug. Your Majesty, do you know about drugs in the human world?”
“I’ve heard a little about them. There’s a kind of drug that can make humans addicted to pleasure and gradually exhaust their bodies until they die. But that kind of thing has no effect on werewolves. Werewolves are very resistant.”
“That’s right,” Benjamin said. “I suspect that this drug has a drug-like existence, except that it provides power rather than pleasure. While this person was still unconscious, I could sense that his organs were not in good condition, but they were not gradually deteriorating and could be repaired. I thought the effects of the drug in his body had waned.
But now that he has woken up, his organs are failing faster. Part of my previous treatment is useless now. If he continues to fail like this, he’ll die soon.”
“Do you mean that his awakening will only exacerbate his death?”
“That’s right,” Benjamin said. “When he’s sleeping, his body doesn’t need much energy to support it, so most of his cells are sleeping. A few of the working ones will be used to repair themselves.
But once he wakes up, his cells also wake up. His body’s activity will increase, and the remaining drug in his blood will start to circulate. Then, like a blood-sucking flea, it will ask for more and quickly suck his body dry. And because of this, his body wakes up sooner than ordinary people. This can only be a vicious cycle. Unless…”
“Unless what?” I asked, frowning.
“Unless he injects that drug again, but such an injection can only be used to quench his thirst!” Benjamin said with a heavy expression. As a doctor, he could not do anything to help his patient. I could feel the pain and helplessness in his heart.
I patted his shoulder and was about to comfort him when I heard a few exclamations from the ward.
Benjamin and I rushed into the room at the same time.
We saw the man on the bed vomiting blood, staining the front of his shirt. His head was tilted to the side, and he had obviously fainted again. The people by the bed, including Karl, a few Silver Moon Tribe warriors, and Armstrong and Anthony, who were standing far away on the other side, looked shocked.
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