Chapter 785 High Fever

The crowd, who were feeling indignant on Behfinger's behalf, noticed that the person in question hadn't moved for quite some time. Upon checking, they discovered that he had passed out and looked rather unwell.

They then realized that Behffinger was still injured and had come here in the pouring rain, so he was still soaking wet.

"Let's take him back to the hospital first."

Amuro Tooru picked the person up and carried them out of the abandoned factory.

Kawasaki Makoto, who had taken some spray solution, did not go to the hospital with them. Instead, she said to them, "Tell me when Behringer is conscious. I'm worried about the medication Bertrand gave him."

"Okay." Conan nodded.

Because they weren't at ease either.

Watching the two cars gradually disappear into the dark, rainy night, Kawasaki Maru returned to the factory, closed the gate, and shut out the sound of the rain outside.

......

Hospital.

Medical staff suddenly started working overtime.

Because a drenched dog was brought in.

The process went relatively smoothly, so it didn't take much time.

However, due to an infected wound and being caught in the rain, Behffinger unsurprisingly developed a fever.

Around 2 or 3 a.m., my fever suddenly spiked to 39 degrees Celsius.

Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu were busy all night, but the temperature didn't drop; instead, it gradually rose.

Although the doctor anticipated this and prepared intravenous medication in time, it did not seem to have much effect.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the temperature in Behringer had risen to 41 degrees Celsius.

He opened his eyes a few times during the night, but fell asleep again in a second.

Around noon, when Ran Mouri and the others came to visit Behringer, his temperature was 42 degrees Celsius, and it might even continue to rise.

Intravenous infusion was ineffective, and physical cooling methods were also ineffective, which greatly worried everyone.

Conan instinctively called Kawasaki Maru to tell him about Behefinger's situation.

"Is the fever not going down?" Kawasaki Maru asked with a hint of doubt. "Wait a moment, I'm on my way."

When he arrived at the hospital, Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki had already left.

As soon as she opened the ward door, Kawasaki Maru smelled an alcohol odor that was even stronger than in the corridor outside.

Amuro Tooru and the others are still trying to find a way to cool down Behringer.

Kawakita Maru walked to the bedside and looked down at Behringer—

His face was deathly pale, his lips were bloodless, his brows were furrowed in discomfort, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Kawasaki Masuru frowned slightly and reached out to touch his forehead with the back of her finger.

It was very hot, the kind of hot that would cook a raw egg instantly.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the injection that Bertrand gave him last night was indeed problematic."

He spoke in a cold voice, and at the same time took out a cloth box that looked like a medicine box from his pocket, unzipped it to reveal the medicine inside.

He took one, uncorked the bottle, and tried to pour the liquid into Behringer's mouth.

It seems a bit difficult.

After thinking for a moment, Kawasaki Maru reached out and pried open his teeth, then poured the medicine in little by little.

Coupled with his cold expression, Conan and the other two watching nearby felt as if he were poisoning Behringer...

The dose of the medicine was small, and it was quickly poured into Behringer's mouth.

Putting the empty medicine bottle back into the medicine box, Kawasaki Maru took out a handkerchief to wipe her fingers, and glanced at Amuro Tooru and the others, saying, "The medicine can only temporarily relieve the symptoms, it can't cure the condition directly. I need to study what kind of drug Bertrand injected him with, which may take some time. Before I figure it out, try to lower his body temperature as much as possible."

"good."

Amuro Tooru nodded in agreement, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.

Seeing that Kawasaki Maru was about to leave, Conan asked in confusion, "How are you going to research that drug?"

“Last night, Bertrand left the bottle of the potion in the factory. Perhaps he did it on purpose.” Kawasaki Masuru stopped and turned around to explain. “However, that potion was probably developed by Bertrand himself. I still haven’t fully figured it out.”

"Petrussy developed it himself?" Conan was somewhat shocked, his eyes widening slightly involuntarily.

Kawasaki Maru nodded. "Yeah, because that guy seems to have some talent in every aspect, and he can pick up most things very easily."

Upon hearing this, Conan could not deny it.

Bertrand's age did not diminish his excellence; it was just a pity that their positions were different, and he could not bring himself to praise him.

Conan took a deep breath and then exhaled.

An hour after Kawasaki Maru left, Chizuru and Ryu Seiyo appeared at the hospital.

"We heard from Xiaolan that Behffiner has a fever and nothing we've tried has worked, so we came to check on him."

Before they could speak, Qianzhu explained with a smile.

Amuro Tooru nodded helplessly, "Yes, we tried many methods but couldn't bring his temperature down."

"I see." Qianzhu responded knowingly, walked to the bedside and looked at Behefinger a few times.

Seeing this, Conan gently tugged at his sleeve, reminding him, "Brother Qianzhu, I think you'd better not get too close. It wouldn't be good if you caught it and got a high fever too..."

Qianzhu turned to look at him, smiled gently, and reached out to pat his head. "It's alright, don't worry."

After saying that, he reached out and touched Behffinger's cheek, noticing a hint of redness at the corner of his mouth. Qianzhu turned to look at them and asked, "Did you feed him anything?"

"Ah, Kawasaki gave him a vial of medicine," Conan replied obediently.

"I see..." Qianzhu nodded gently, responding softly.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Qianzhu shook her head and withdrew her hand, but her eyes held a hint of surprise, confusion, and uncertainty.

Conan blinked, instantly sensing that something was definitely wrong.

But before he could speak, Qianzhu spoke up.

His gentle tone carried a hint of certainty, "This was made by Bertrand, wasn't it?"

"Uh...yes."

Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu were still trying to cool down Behefinger, so Conan naturally answered the question.

"As expected." Qianzhu had a helpless expression on her face, as if she had guessed it was true.

He sighed softly, took out a bottle of water about the length of his index finger and two fingers wide from his pocket, and handed it to Amuro Tooru. He explained slowly, "Petrus injected him with a kind of bacteria. That kind of bacteria can help people get out of dangerous states such as shock, but the residual bacteria will cause the body temperature to rise, that is, to have a fever."

"This kind of bacteria can survive for a long time after entering the human body, which is why Behffinger's body temperature has not gone down but has been getting higher and higher."