Chapter 629: Blood Clan Loyal Butler vs. Godly Lady 58
Lu Zewen was lying on the hospital bed, his left hand in a plaster cast and wrapped in a thick layer of bandages, and his right leg was also wrapped tightly and hung in the air.
The TV was still broadcasting the news from the previous two days——
"Regarding the sudden unusual phenomenon at Fengming Mountain in Quxi County, the relevant departments are still investigating. It's suspected to be due to the sandstorm weather of the past two days..."
The nurse who was changing Lu Zewen's dressing was mixing the medicine. She glanced at the TV screen and couldn't help but whispered to her friend on duty:
"I heard from the villagers around here that most of the mountaintop has been flattened, and many trees on the mountain have been cut down. There are even animal scratches on the tree stumps. It's obviously not something a sandstorm can do..."
Another nurse is taking off the bandage:
"Oh, I even heard from some villagers that they saw a hairy monster with three heads and six arms, and it moved very fast..."
The head nurse on duty just happened to be bringing Quan Jiu and his group into the room. Upon hearing this, her tone darkened slightly, and she raised her knuckles and knocked hard on the ward door:
"Don't gossip during working hours, don't say anything without basis, these things are not for us ordinary people to discuss."
The young nurse was criticized in public and stuck out her tongue: "I know."
She concentrated on absorbing the potion in her hand.
The head nurse pointed at the man on the bed and said, "Mr. Wen, your friend is here to see you."
Lu Zewen lay on his back on the hospital bed, raised his eyelids and took a look, and happened to meet Quan Jiu's eyes.
Chris came to the bedside: "What's going on?"
Lu Zewen looked at the young nurses.
Lu Zhiyao: "You guys go out first."
The young nurse hesitated: "But it's time to change the dressing..."
Lu Zhiyao: "He has a strong life and can't die."
The nurse opened her eyes wide. Are these people really Mr. Wen’s friends, not his enemies?
After the nurse left, Lu Zewen spoke:
"If you were any slower, you could have collected my body directly."
Quan Jiu didn't see Lance: "Where is Lance?"
Lu Zewen's face was slightly solemn.
Quan Jiu's heart sank slightly, and he made a bad plan: "What do you mean by not saying anything?"
Lu Zewen's whole body was filled with low pressure. After a long while, he finally spoke: "He is in the sterile ward."
When Quan Jiu saw Lance, he almost didn't recognize him.
The man lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his body full of tubes. In just a week, the flesh on both sides of his cheeks had sunken, his lips had turned pale, and there was no trace of life left.
If the data on the ventilator had not been still beating steadily, Quan Jiu would have suspected that he was dead.
Through the glass window, the head nurse explained to them:
"On the surface, Mr. Wen's injuries appear to be more serious, but in reality, Mr. Lan suffered internal injuries. His brain, heart, spleen, and kidneys were all severely damaged, and he also suffered from severe anemia...
When we first arrived at the hospital, we almost called the police, but he acted like nothing had happened and carried Mr. Wen to the emergency room to see a doctor. We couldn't see what was wrong with him, but that very night, he had a cerebral hemorrhage and was admitted to the emergency room. He was given six critical illness notices in two days..."
In order to avoid being hunted by the werewolves, Lu Zewen and Lance both used pseudonyms. The hospital system in the small county town deep in the mountains did not have a national network, which gave Lu Zewen a chance to fool them.
Quan Jiu was also knowledgeable in medicine, so he asked, "Besides the internal bleeding, what other problems does he have?"
The head nurse sighed and said carefully:
"There are problems everywhere... In fact, with such a serious injury, if it were anyone else, they would have already died... Sigh... I can only say that he has a very strong vitality."
What she didn't finish saying was that being tenacious was often useless. Although he was alive, he showed no signs of waking up, and was no different from a vegetative state.
Quan Jiu went to see the doctor and took Lance's medical record. After just a quick glance, she understood the subtext that the head nurse had not said just now.
"As expected of a werewolf, his physical fitness is amazing..." she sighed.
If it were an ordinary human being, he would have died hundreds of times on the way before he could even get Lu Zewen to the hospital.
She stared at the words "comminuted fracture of left arm" and her eyes deepened.
Back in the ward, the nurse had already changed Lu Zewen's medicine. The young nurse stared at Lu Zewen's handsome and indifferent face, her face slightly red, and a faint admiration in her eyes that she herself did not even notice.
Hearing Quan Jiu's footsteps, the little nurse quickly looked away like a frightened bird, pretending nothing had happened.
Tsk.
Quan Jiu glanced at the cold man who was harming others without realizing it, then turned to look at the nurse:
"Thank you for your hard work. You can go out first."
The young nurse was still feeling guilty about her peeping just now, so she nodded hurriedly, packed up her things and left.
After the door was closed, Quan Jiu said bluntly, "Did Lance let you drink his blood?"
Doctors said Lance was suffering from excessive blood loss.
Lu Zewen: "Even if he is willing to give it to me, I wouldn't dare drink it."
Werewolf blood is specifically designed to counter vampires.
If he had drunk it, his body would probably be stinking by now.
Lu Zhiyao's eyes were filled with thought:
"Lance should have used the werewolf blood contract. Some of the werewolf formations require blood as an initiator."
He didn't finish his words, but Quan Jiu guessed roughly what he meant.
Quxi County is hundreds of kilometers away from the hospital, and werewolves cannot teleport. Lance was seriously injured. It was impossible for him to carry the unconscious Lu Zewen across the mountains and forests, and avoid the werewolves' pursuit all the way to escape to the hospital hundreds of kilometers away.
"I guess he used a special formation to avoid being tracked by the werewolves." Chris said softly.
Lu Zewen raised his eyes and looked at Quan Jiu: "The doctor said that you know some medical skills?"
She is a god. Maybe she can do what ordinary doctors can't do.
Quan Jiu looked at Lu Zewen, who had a calm expression, and tried to see a trace of sadness on his face:
"I can't save you."
She deliberately exaggerated Lance's illness.
But to her disappointment, Lu Zewen still had a calm expression, without any abnormal emotional fluctuations.
The man, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, leaned against the headboard. Hearing her words, he reacted slowly for two seconds, then lowered his eyes slightly, his long, thick black eyelashes obscuring the expression in his eyes.
"This is what he deserves. I told him to leave a long time ago."
His tone was gentle, as if he was commenting on a stranger's story.
Only by death can those under his command escape his control and regain their freedom.
The only exception is Lance.
He took the initiative to let him go, gave him freedom, and even spent more than ten billion yuan, but the werewolf was stubborn and could not be driven away.
Quan Jiu has always believed that people are emotional animals. After being together for more than 20 years, Lu Zewen at least treats Lance differently.
"Why did you let him go in the first place?"
Lu Zewen: "Lance is slowly slipping out of my control. What use is there for me to keep a rusty knife like this?"
In his opinion, there are only two kinds of people in the world.
One is useful to him, and the other is useless to him.
Lance used to be the former.
Later, it became the latter.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
