Chapter 155: Blood Disease (2-in-1, 6200 words)
"Doctor, doctor, how is my daughter?" Zhao Wenjing and Lu Yikang saw a tall doctor wearing a mask walking out of the ICU, and they hurriedly surrounded him, asking anxiously.
The tall doctor was an ordinary physician who had just graduated with a doctorate a few years ago. After being busy in the ICU for more than two hours, he couldn't hold it anymore and came out to urinate. As soon as he came out, he was caught by the Lu couple.
Seeing that the patient's family was so anxious and it was not easy for the young doctor to leave immediately, he had to lift his hips hard and cross his legs and twist them a few times.
"It's hard to say right now. This attack has been dragging on for quite a while. She's already got a lot of ulcers on her skin and mucous membranes, including the roof of her mouth, her cheeks, and even inside her nasal cavity."
"The joints are severely affected, but that's not the main issue. The most serious problem right now is my kidneys. Because I've been waiting too long, the kidney damage has progressed very quickly. Fortunately, after the first round of hormone therapy, the effect is quite good, and there's still hope of getting the disease under control."
The Lu couple panicked when they heard this: "No way, doctor? There's no change on Jiayan's face?"
The young doctor couldn't hold it in any longer and spoke rapidly, "We're also confused about this, but facial expression isn't the only criterion. Um, excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom first."
After saying that, the young doctor ran away with his legs tucked together.
"Old Lu, what if Jiajia really..."
"It's okay, honey. Jia Jia will definitely be fine. Didn't the doctor just say that there's still great hope of controlling the disease?"
Lu Yikang pulled himself together and comforted his wife who was crying.
The couple waited outside the ICU for 12 hours before they saw the ICU's critical care doctor come out.
"The patient's condition is relatively stable now and he is awake, but he needs to be observed for another 12 hours. After 12 hours, he can be transferred to the general ward." As a critical care doctor, he certainly understood the family's feelings very well. As soon as he saw Lu Yikang and his wife, he informed them of the situation without waiting for them to ask.
When Zhao Wenjing heard what the doctor said, her body immediately went limp and she almost fell to the ground.
Lu Yikang quickly supported his wife, tears streaming down his face as he kept thanking her, "Thank you, Director Tie, thank you, all the doctors..."
The ICU doctor shook his head and hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "This time, the patient's joints and multiple organs are severely affected. The prognosis may be problematic. You should be mentally prepared."
"Of course, as long as you persist with treatment, there will be no immediate danger to your life. However, the joints have been severely damaged by edema, and the flexibility of your fingers may be affected. In addition, because high-dose hormone therapy suppresses the patient's immunity, we recommend that the patient refrain from work or school and avoid going out for the short term to avoid infection."
Lu Yikang suppressed his grief and said, "Okay, okay, thank you Director Tie, thank you!"
Director Tie waved his hand and said, "That's too polite, Mr. Lu. Even if it was just an ordinary patient, we would still do our best. What's more, it was arranged by Dean Xun himself. Dean Xun just called to ask about my situation."
Naturally, Lu Yikang was even more thankful and quickly called the student's parents to say thank you. Only then, at the urging of the ICU nurse, he and Zhao Wenjing left the ICU ward, looking back every few steps.
Since they had not yet been transferred to the general ward, they certainly could not stay in the hospital at night. So the couple found a guesthouse at the entrance of the hospital and spent the whole night half asleep. When they finally made it to dawn, they hurried to the hospital again.
After waiting at the ICU door for nearly four hours, the ICU nurse informed the family that the patient could be transferred to the general ward.
"Dad...Mom..." Seeing his parents, Lu Jiayan lying on the hospital bed called out weakly. His face was still fair and clean, and he looked no different from a normal person, but if you looked down, you could see that the area below his neck was still red.
His fingers, which were originally as white as spring onions, were now swollen like radishes, and his legs were covered with red spots.
"Jia Jia!" Seeing her daughter's appearance, Zhao Wenjing couldn't help herself and Lu Yikang was in tears. She couldn't help but reach out to hold her daughter's hand.
"Don't touch the patient. He's still plugged in." The female nurse pushing the hospital bed shouted, "Family member of bed 22, follow me."
The couple followed two female caregivers and a female nurse and walked around in circles, changing elevators two or three times before they finally arrived at the general ward.
The immunosuppressive effect of the hormone temporarily saved Lu Jiayan from danger, but the edema in his limbs caused by the previous kidney damage could not be eliminated in a short time.
In addition to her palms that were swollen like carrots, her originally slender and fair calves were now red, swollen, and covered with bruises. There was no trace of the charm of the former seminary goddess.
Zhao Wenjing touched her daughter's legs, tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, I'm fine." Lu Jiayan comforted his mother in a weak voice.
"How could it relapse so suddenly? It's been fine for so many years, and I haven't taken the medicine for five years." Zhao Wenjing couldn't stop crying.
Lu Jiayan forced a smile, "Mom, where's my phone?"
Zhao Wenjing hurriedly took out Lu Jiayan's cell phone from her handbag, but the phone had run out of battery and turned off automatically.
"Jia Jia, you haven't recovered yet, so don't look at your phone for now." Zhao Wenjing showed the dead phone to Lu Jiayan, but still didn't give it to her daughter.
Lu Yikang frowned and pulled Zhao Wenjing aside: "The doctor just reminded us to pay attention to the patient's mood. As long as it doesn't affect her rest, don't interfere with her."
Lu Yikang went out to borrow a charger from the nurse, charged Lu Jiayan's phone and placed it on the bedside table: "Jia Jia, if you are tired, just rest. You just got out of the ICU, don't be too tired. Your mother and I have already asked for leave from school, don't worry."
"Thank you, Dad." Lu Jiayan's eyes were red.
"Only one family member is allowed to stay with the patient." A nurse came in with an IV cart and saw Zhao Wenjing and Lu Yikang and his wife were still there. "Teacher Lu, please discuss with your wife who will stay with the patient."
"I'll stay and keep you company," Zhao Wenjing said quickly.
"Dad, Mom, I'm fine. You can go back. I have a nurse here. You have endured for so long. Go back and rest first. Come back tomorrow." Lu Jiayan reached out to adjust the oxygen tube in his nostrils. When he saw his fingers, his eyes dimmed.
Zhao Wenjing and Lu Yikang were of course unwilling to leave their daughter alone in the hospital. After a few arguments, Lu Jiayan tearfully said, "Dad, Mom, if you guys collapse again, who's going to take care of me? Just think of it as my sake and go back to rest, okay?"
Seeing how emotional Lu Jiayan was, the Lu couple didn't dare to say anything more. Besides, they really couldn't bear it anymore, so they had to give a few words of advice to the nurse, and went to find Xun Yuan to express their gratitude before leaving the hospital.
Lu Jiayan lives in a single room, which has nothing to do with money. It is impossible to get a single room in the Second Hospital at any time just by relying on money.
The Second Hospital is one of the top 20 tertiary comprehensive hospitals in Dazhou. Every day, patients from all over the country come to see the hospital. In the past few years, when scalpers were around, the price of a scalper number could be as high as 300 yuan.
Appointments with some famous doctors are even more expensive. The appointment with the director of a department ranked among the top three in the country can be sold for 2,000 yuan.
The scalper price is almost the same as that of the director's price of the top three hospitals in the country in Xinhao.
One can imagine how tight the medical resources in the Second Hospital are.
The corridors of the inpatient department are full of extra beds, not to mention finding a single room.
This is the network of connections of a famous teacher.
Everyone is equal in the face of disease.
It's not about curing diseases.
As mentioned before, teachers and doctors are the best professions where ordinary people can have the opportunity to access and utilize upper-class connections.
After his parents left, Lu Jiayan fell into a deep sleep for a while, and when he woke up, it was already dark.
She needs a total of 8 bottles of fluid today.
Fortunately, there were two nurses watching over her, and by the time she woke up, 5 bottles had been delivered.
Lu Jiayan twisted her body uncomfortably. Although the catheter prevented her from having to go to the toilet so frequently, the discomfort in her sensitive areas would become increasingly unbearable as time went on.
In order to divert his attention, Lu Jiayan picked up the fully charged mobile phone next to his pillow. After turning it on, dozens of WeChat notifications popped up.
"Jia Yan, what's going on?"
"Senior Jiayan, I wish you a speedy recovery."
"I heard you were sick? Where did you put the interview transcript that Wang Gao asked for last time?"
"Jia Yan, the instructor asked us to visit you in the hospital tomorrow."
…
Lu Jiayan doesn’t have many contacts on WeChat, and most of the messages that pop up are messages of condolence from classmates and teachers, as well as push notifications from some subscription accounts.
"Ah." Lu Jiayan's finger paused on Fang Yu's portrait, and then slowly clicked it.
The first few messages were asking Lu Jiayan to call him back, while the last one was a voice message.
Lu Jiayan looked at the red dot behind the WeChat voice message, and there was a hint of expectation in his painful eyes.
"Where are you hospitalized? Give me the address!"
"I'm fine"
"I didn't"
"I"
""
Lu Jiayan deleted the words he had typed one by one, typed a few more words, didn't send them, and deleted them again.
Lu Jiayan put down his phone, opened his collar, took a look at his bruised body, and the light in his eyes disappeared.
So be it, I look even uglier now than I did then.
Even if I reply, what will happen?
Lu Jiayan covered himself with the quilt, sadness flooding his heart.
“Why don’t you reply to my WeChat?”
A voice came from outside the quilt.
Lu Jiayan pulled down the quilt so suddenly that he even forgot about the needle still stuck in the back of his hand.
"You! Why are you here?" Lu Jiayan's eyes widened with surprise and excitement. He then found that his swollen hands and neck covered with red spots were exposed. He quickly pulled the quilt up again and hid his hands inside.
The surprise and excitement disappeared from his eyes, replaced by hidden inferiority and pain.
"If you didn't reply to my WeChat message, I had no choice but to come here myself." Fang Yu spread his hands.
"Lupus erythematosus?" Fang Yu glanced at the patient nameplate on Lu Jiayan's bed.
The cause of Lu Jiayan's illness was clearly written on it.
Fang Yu didn't know much about this disease. He only heard that it was quite serious and it seemed that the female protagonists in previous abusive novels all suffered from this disease.
No wonder Lu Jiayan likes to read meaningless online novels so much. Emotions are a projection of self-consciousness.
But it seems the disease has mature treatment options now, so it shouldn't be fatal, right? Lu Jiayan was fine a few days ago, so why is he like he's escaped death now?
Fang Yu saw Lu Jiayan shrinking back into the quilt like an ostrich, and ignored her. He took out his cell phone and searched.
After reading the introduction to systemic lupus erythematosus, Fang Yu finally realized how terrible this disease is.
Systemic lupus erythematosus is an immune system disease, which is equivalent to a bug in the body's immunity for unknown reasons, causing the body's own cells to be attacked as foreign antigens.
There is no cure for this disease, only symptom control. If you are lucky, there may be no symptoms for several years after the first attack. If you are unlucky, a single attack may cause multi-system involvement and be life-threatening.
It is called lupus erythematosus because of the typical red butterfly-shaped rash that appears on the patient's face.
Huh? I just noticed that Lu Jiayan doesn't seem to have any red spots on his face.
"When did you get this disease?" Fang Yu sat down next to Lu Jiayan and pulled down the quilt covering her head.
Lu Jiayan tried his best not to let Fang Yu see the rashes on his hands and neck, and his eyes avoided.
"Speak!" Fang Yu suddenly felt inexplicably anxious.
"Summer vacation in the second grade of elementary school."
Lu Jiayan shuddered slightly, and there was a hint of strangeness in his voice. He couldn't help but glance at Fang Yu.
Seeing Fang Yu's expression seemed unchanged after hearing this, Lu Jiayan couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.
"Second grade? Then why is it so serious this time? I just checked. Even if the disease relapses, it shouldn't be too serious if symptoms are treated in time." Fang Yu frowned slightly.
After speaking, Lu Jiayan's mood gradually returned to normal. "I don't know. I felt a little uncomfortable a few days ago, but there were no symptoms on my face, so I didn't take it too seriously. Last weekend, I suddenly had joint pain, so I came to the hospital for a check-up and found that it was a relapse."
No symptoms on your face?
A flash of lightning flashed through Fang Yu's mind, and he almost slapped himself in the face.
Wangshu's tears.
The bottle of Wangshu Tears concentrate that he had given to Lu Jiayan before.
Since the stuff in that bottle was undiluted, it could change the skin condition almost instantly. Lu Jiayan might have been applying it all the time, and as a result, the red butterfly rash did not appear on his face. By the time he discovered it, it was too late.
Wangshu Tears does have no side effects, and its effects are incomparable to any other skin care products, but it is this magical effect that masks the symptoms of the disease and delays Lu Jiayan's treatment.
It seems that we need to remind Wang Xiaoya’s spring tour team to pay attention to the hidden dangers in this regard.
Fang Yu took a deep breath, flipped his palm, and took out a bottle of one-ring healing potion from the Boundless Messenger.
"Drink it." Fang Yu unscrewed the cork and handed a Yakult-sized glass bottle to Lu Jiayan's mouth.
A ring of healing potions can not only be used to treat external injuries, it can also solve almost all of an ordinary person's illnesses and quickly restore a person's vitality.
So far, Fang Yu has not encountered any disease that cannot be treated by the first-line treatment medicine.
Lu Jiayan was lying flat. Fang Yu saw that Lu Jiayan was in a position that made it impossible for her to drink the healing potion. Without thinking much, she passed her arm under Lu Jiayan and held her in her arms.
"No, don't." Lu Jiayan's face flushed, and his hands tightly grasped the quilt to prevent it from slipping down and letting Fang Yu see his skin.
Fang Yu handed the medicine to Lu Jiayan's mouth again.
"Hmm, what is this?" Seeing the blood-red liquid in front of him, Lu Jiayan's face was full of rejection.
"Stop talking nonsense and drink!" Fang Yu used a command.
He didn't know why he was so rude, and he didn't know where the irritation deep in his heart came from.
Maybe it was because the Wangshu Tears I gave Lu Jiayan delayed her illness?
Under the influence of the command spell, Lu Jiayan subconsciously drank the bottle of healing potion in one gulp.
"Ahhh~" As the medicine entered his throat, Lu Jiayan couldn't help but moan. His feet unconsciously kicked the quilt away, and his hands slipped out of the quilt.
Lu Jiayan only felt that his body was extremely itchy from inside to outside.
From Fang Yu's perspective, the red spots on Lu Jiayan's originally exposed skin were fading rapidly, and the original edema was gradually disappearing without a trace under the effect of the medicine.
"Huh, it seems to be working." Fang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out a covenant contract, and asked Lu Jiayan to sign it after a while.
In the short term, the secret of the potion cannot be made known to more people.
Wait, let me use identification to take a look first.
Fang Yu's mind moved, and he cast an identification spell on Lu Jiayan.
"Huh? What is this?"
From the information provided by the identification technique, Fang Yu discovered that Lu Jiayan had a condition that no one else had.
Blood disease.
Could it be that in the Age of the Great Arcana, lupus erythematosus was called blood disease?
Moreover, the current condition is suppressed, which means that the first-ring healing potion did not cure the disease, but only suppressed it.
"Yuzi, have you heard of blood disease? What kind of disease is it?" Fang Yu communicated with Yuzi who was still in the computer room through the Core of Esseran.
"Hemopathy? Master, have you encountered hemopathy? Hemopathy is not a disease, it is a curse." Yuzu responded immediately.
"Curse?" Fang Yu was stunned. "What's going on?"
"Blood sickness is an ancient curse, a curse that can be passed down through blood. Its exact origin is unknown, but it appeared before the Age of the Great Arcana."
"Blood sickness isn't contagious; it's only passed down through the bloodline. However, not every generation will be cursed, and the specific rules of transmission are unclear."
"Red patches resembling blood appear on the skin of the cursed. Patients typically experience extreme fatigue, joint pain, fever, and as the disease worsens, their internal organs are affected, eventually leading to organ failure and death."
Fang Yu's expression was serious: "Can the healing potion cure blood disease?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't, my master. The healing potion can only alleviate the symptoms caused by the blood malady and allow the cursed person to survive, but it cannot remove the curse. Once you stop taking it, the damage caused by the blood malady will continue."
Yuzu said regretfully.
Fang Yu frowned: "Is there no way to remove this curse in the Great Arcane Age?"
Yuzu chuckled, "Of course, my master. Although the blood disease is ancient, it is not difficult to remove. The easiest way is to use the third-level 'Remove Curse' spell. This spell can transfer this curse to other life carriers."
Fortunately, it’s just a third-level spell. I can master it by upgrading it two more levels.
"Ah! Cousin, what did you just give me to drink? What's going on?" Although Lu Jiayan's lupus erythematosus was not cured, the physical damage caused by the blood curse had been completely cured by a ring of healing potions.
Alas, Fang Yu sighed.
"Cousin, now that things have come to this, I can't hide it from you anymore." Fang Yu's face was filled with grief.
Lu Jiayan was startled by Fang Yu's expression.
"Cousin, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Lu Jiayan subconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt.
Fang Yu pointed at the glass bottle: "Do you know what you just drank?"
"What...what is it?" Lu Jiayan's face was full of horror. This kind of expression was very rare on her face.
Fang Yu's eyes were deep: "That's my blood."
"Yes, just as you imagined, I am the last vampire in this world. I have existed in this world for a thousand years. And you, after drinking my blood, have become my descendant."
"Now, you are no longer a human being, just like me!"
"You have become my offspring, dear cousin."
"According to the rules of the vampire clan, you should call me Father."
Fang Yu grinned, and his two rows of teeth reflected brightly under the light.
"Father?" Lu Jiayan's pretty face turned pale, half out of fear and half out of shock.
Could it be that I am going to go from being a brother complex to being a father complex?
"Pfft! Hahahahahaha." Seeing Lu Jiayan's reaction, Fang Yu covered his stomach and laughed.
Lu Jiayan reacted instantly.
Existed for a thousand years?
Are you kidding me?
When you were in the second grade of elementary school, you were still a little fat boy!
But what did he give me to drink just now? How come I'm fine in just a short while?
No, is he really a vampire?
No, no, no, there can't be vampires in this world.
Maybe it was some miracle drug? But what kind of drug could work so quickly? And where did he get it?
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Fang Yu took a deep breath and took out a piece of paper and a pen.
"I can't tell you what I just gave you to drink. Although this thing can't completely cure your lupus, it can indeed eliminate the symptoms." Fang Yu was not prepared to use any enchantment school spells to manipulate Lu Jiayan's cognition, so he still chose to let her sign an oath contract.
"The source of this thing is very complicated and involves many aspects. I am taking a great risk by letting you use it today. So you must sign a confidentiality agreement. Do you understand?" Fang Yu shook the paper in his hand.
What Lu Jiayan didn't see was that the words on the paper gradually changed shape as Fang Yu shook it, turning into the Great Zhou script.
A confidentiality agreement with strict terms.
Is he a member of a secret department of the state?
In an instant, the names of many mysterious organizations such as the Great Zhou Dragon Group, the Heavenly Net, the King's Organization, the Black Organization, the Circle of Friends, and the Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens flashed through Lu Jiayan's mind.
That’s definitely right!
Lu Jiayan suddenly became excited.
What he just gave me to drink must be a therapeutic drug that is only distributed by his organization, and it must never be leaked.
If he gives me this medicine, he won’t be dealt with by the organization, right?
In just a moment, Lu Jiayan imagined Fang Yu being hunted by the organization and seriously injured, and hiding in her house. She took good care of her, but was targeted by the organization and kidnapped. Fang Yu bravely broke into the enemy's nest alone, and although he rescued her in the end, he was assassinated by his former teammates and died in his arms.
"Cousin! You can't die! If you die, I won't live either!" Lu Jiayan cried out and threw himself into Fang Yu's arms, crying loudly.
????? ?????
Why can't I die?
What were you thinking just now!?
(End of this chapter)
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