Death Notice

"Hello! Ha!" Frank frowned and sneezed, and as the master ordered, he rubbed his body over and over again until his skin was reddened and the rags were washed. Only allowed to return to shore.

After landing, except for the wet hair and beard, it was still like a tramp, and the salty fish-like smell of Frank disappeared. It’s just a white face, a bit like a dead person, and the whole body is still stunned, a virtue that will faint.

Qin Lun picked up an eyebrow a little unexpectedly, although it is night, but the season is not a cold winter. He also went down the creek and didn't feel very cold, and although Frank was a little disabled, he used to work hard and his body should not be so bad.

"Cough..." Frank slammed his mouth and violently coughed under the icy stream. There was a trace of abnormal blush on his face.

Qin Lun's pupils shrank, although Frank quickly put his hand behind his back, but through the moonlight, he had already seen the **** color of the hunchback servant's fingers.

Qin Lun stepped forward and grabbed Frank's right wrist and felt his pulse. Frank struggled a few times, but after seeing his master's stern eyes, he narrowed his neck and calmed down.

Let go of Frank's wrist, Qin Lun frowns slightly, and the pulse of the hunchback servant is extremely weak. If there is nothing, it is almost dying. In the memory of Wellington's surviving, Frank has always been a monster impressed.

Looking at Frank's miserable appearance, Qin Lun's heart moved slightly. Even the former Wellington rarely cares about this loyal servant, but as a doctor, the physical condition of the servant should attract his attention. It seems that Frank's current physical changes should have occurred after Wellington's death.

Qin Lun closed his eyes and looked for clues in the residual memory of Wellington. After a while, he opened his eyes again. In Wellington's memory, there was no clue to Frank's physical condition. However, Qin Lun found the reason for the death of Wellington.

As a young doctor without an official license, Wellington rarely has patients in peacetime. However, in recent times, it is an exception. In a few small towns near Wellington's residence, a serious epidemic spread, and many poor people in the town looked down on regular doctors and had to find an inexperienced Wellington to heal.

However, it is clear that Wellington's lame medical skills not only did not cure these patients, but also caused them to become infected with the disease, and finally scorpion. Frank had little contact with the patient, and his condition was estimated to have been taken care of when he was taking care of Wellington.

Recalling this epidemic, Qin Lun’s face showed a cautious expression. The mortality rate of this disease is extremely high and the incidence rate is extremely fast. The patient had a high fever on the first day, and the next day he coughed up blood. The body surface was not abnormal, but the internal hemorrhoids began to rot, and he died directly on the third day.

Qin Lun is definitely a medical doctor with his medical knowledge. However, the books he reads are all on earth, and in this strange world, the type and treatment of this disease cannot be determined.

In Wellington's memory, this epidemic does not seem to be the first time in a small town. It has been circulated in the past, often appearing fast, disappearing quickly, and the infection is not as strong as it is now.

From the death of Wellington to today, it is already the third day! Frank can only have hemoptysis until now, indicating that his constitution is indeed much stronger than normal.

On the other hand... Qin Lun’s face has a strange look, and I’m afraid there are those medical alcohols. For medical alcohol to water, the concentration should drop below 75%, but it tastes at least 40%. This concentration just played a role in disinfection, delaying the onset of illness in Frank.

As for why this ignorant humpback is not poisoned by medical alcohol, Qin Lun guessed, is this medical alcohol not qualified, is it Frank's stomach "long-term" test, exercised out.

If you don't save him, I am afraid that Frank can't be two days! When Qin Lun hesitated, he immediately decided. In any case, he needs a helper now, and the loyal servant Frank is the best candidate at the moment.

Qin Lun reversed the jug, regardless of the hungry servant's resentful eyes, poured the alcohol to the water clean, went to the creek to clean it, poured a little stream into the water. Then, he took out the crystal bottle containing the "World Tree Flower Dew" from his arms, squeezed the cork, and gently dripped a drop of the flower.

"Drink, don't leave!" Qin Lun handed the jug to the servant and calmly ordered it.

"Oh... really fragrant!" Frank smothered the garlic nose to the hip flask and sipped it and drank the "World Tree Flower Dew" diluted with the stream.

"Is there any feeling?" Qin Lun looked at the hunchback servant with enthusiasm and was very interested in the effect of "World Tree Flower Dew".

"I don't have any sense...wow~~" Frank tried to slap the big mouth, and when he said half of it, his face changed a lot, his throat swayed, he whipped up, and he vomited.

"Hey, hey!" The hunchback ugly not only vomited on the top, but the abdomen seemed to have an adverse reaction, and suddenly ran to the grass by the belly. As an adult, even if he doesn't care about his image, he doesn't want to take off his pants directly in front of Qin Lun.

"This reaction seems a bit fierce!" Qin Lun said to himself, bowed his head and glanced at Frank's vomit, and immediately frowned again. "It doesn't look like a parasite, this disease..."

The pile of dirty vomit is mixed with a lot of bloodshot. The most strange thing is that some of the dark green jelly-like unclear substances are actually creeping slightly and look like a small group of slime.

"Young Master, what are you giving me?"

After a long while, Frank walked out of the woods vainly. Before the comparison, this face was really as white as the dead.

"How do you feel?" Qin Lun once again took Frank's wrist. The pulse of the hunchback servant is still somewhat weak, but it has stabilized a lot compared to the front.

"There is no strength in the whole body, but it seems to be a lot easier in the body." Frank replied weakly. "Young master, your medicine is too fierce!"

Qin Lun nodded and nodded. It is reasonable to say that "World Tree Flower Dew" is a kind of plant life essence. After being taken by the human body, it should gradually enhance the body's resilience and immunity, and will not suddenly become a powerful excretion drug.

The current effect is most likely the kind of "virus" in Frank's body, which has a huge conflict with the essence of the life of the flower dew, which will make the hunchback ugly vomit. Although "World Tree Flower Dew" did not play its part, it also allowed Frank to exclude most of the "viruses" and betrayed.

Qin Lun glanced at the crumbling hunchback servant, gently sighed, and pulled out the bottle stopper of the crystal bottle, and dropped a drop into the jug.

Save the people to the end, send the Buddha to the West! Since you have already paid a drop of world tree flower dew, you can't let Frank's body relapse. What's more, there are still a lot of things to do for Frank. How can he run errands like this? Qin Lun has no time to wait for him to slowly recover.

"Go to the stream and fill it with water. Your illness is not good. If you don't want to die, drink a pot of medicine every hour." Qin Lun re-delivered the jug to Frank. "When you can continue on your way, Let's go back!"

I have to say that Frank's body is really good. Of course, it is also possible that the second world tree flower dew has finally played its due role. The face of the hunchback servant quickly returned to ruddy, and after only half an hour of rest, the spirit rose.

"Master Wellington, let's go home, Frank feels the strength is back!" The hunchback servant stood up, squeezed his knuckles in excitement, and took the lead in front.

At this time, the horizon began to shine, and a ray of light dispelled the haze of the woods cemetery and hung up the treetops of the grove.

Wellington's home is about five or six miles from the woodland cemetery. It is situated on a hillside. The terrain is relatively high, just overlooking a small town covered by morning fog.

This is a two-story wooden stone small ocean building. It looks very elegant and chic. However, when I came to a nearby place, I was able to find that the outer wall of the small building was mottled. www.wuxiaspot.com~ The corner of the wall was full of grass and moss, a scene of dilapidated defeat.

"Beep ~ ~ warning, the environment here is different from the living conditions of the world, please leave the apostle as soon as possible, otherwise the law will fall into a state of continuous damage!"

The message from the death list made Qin Lun's face change slightly, grabbed the hunchback servant who led the way, and looked at the small building with his eyes open.

"Give me the jug, you stay here!" Qin Lun took a silk slap from the vest pocket, sprinkled the diluted flower dew, covered his nose and mouth, and pushed the wooden door of the small building.

The furnishings in the small building are quite simple, and there are several portraits hanging on the walls of the corridor. This is the ancestors of the Stan family. In the generation of Grandfather of Wellington, in fact, the Stan family is still a prestigious Xinglin family in this area. It is a pity that Wellington’s father had no interest in studying medicine and went to do business. As a result, he continued to lose money and lost his family’s wealth.

After the death of Wellington's father, Little Wellington had to rely on the seller to maintain his life and let him continue to study medicine. In fact, the medical skills of this young man are not as inferior as Qin Lun imagined. At least in terms of surgery, they still have the medical talent of the Stan family.

Of course, this is also related to Frank’s stealing the body from time to time for his anatomy.

Unfortunately, after all, Wellington was inexperienced and reluctantly healed those patients with the disease. He finally let himself die before he died, completely cutting off the blood of the Stan family.

According to the residual memory of Wellington, Qin Lun quickly ran up the second floor bedroom and took a small cloth bag from the dark compartment of the desk. Then run down the stairs again, open a small storage room, and walk along the wooden ladder into the basement of the small building.

Here is the medical laboratory in Wellington, his operating room and dissection table!

PS: Sunday routine, the last one is at 12 o'clock in the evening.