Chapter 1541: Dream is broken in Qiming (20)

Chapter 1541 Dream Breaks in Qi Ming (20)
"What? I want to give this kid an operation?"
In the medical room, Constantine was busy discharging a bottle of analgesic in his hand in the medicine cabinet. When he sorted everything up, he turned his head slowly and looked at the cat boy Mute who had just been carried in with a stretcher.
Mutter is actually stunned and unconscious, and even the power to speak nonsense is gone. His face was flushed, his head was cold and sweaty, and his body burned more like a fire. Even ordinary people who don't understand medical treatment should be able to see how dangerous Mutter's situation is, let alone a doctor like Constantine.
However, Constantine is still indifferent, without any worries.
"First, why should I come to him for surgery?" he asked. "It's not far from the hospital in Cairo. If you need it, you can borrow a transport boat from here to catch the hospital."
Secondly, this kitten is obviously not a person in the Knights of Great Britain, and it has no relationship with the round table trial. I don't have time to go to a civilian who I don't know. "
"I beg you, you must do this!" Albert asked embarrassedly. "I can't send Mutter to the hospital in Cairo. There are many people waiting to kill him! You are the only one I can please. People!"
"Is this true? I always feel that you are too nervous." Constance raised his eyebrows: "How can there be so many conspiracy theories in this world, and whoever has the time to harm a child with no hands Ah, forget it, don't waste my time, take the boat to the regular hospital."
"No!" Albert knew that such advice was far from enough to convince the other party. He had to kneel on his knees: "I said everything is true! If I don't have a way, I won't come to you." !"
Constantine bowed: "Since you have given me a squat, I will believe in you. But my point of view has not changed. I have no responsibility or obligation to heal and the people who are not wanted by Great Britain." unless"
"unless?"
"Unless you can prove that he has some kind of kinship with you," Constance continued.
"It can't be simpler." Elbert replied without hesitation: "I am the guardian of this kid."
"What? You?" So the round table Knight Constantine smiled. He looked at the cat boy and looked at the tiger youth again. This does not mean that the little tiger looks like he can't take care of himself. What is the guardian of others?
"You are his father? Brother? Relatives? Or something else?" So, the Knights of the Round Table asked in a satirical tone: "Guardian" definition, do you really understand?"
"Of course I understand." The tiger sighed and said: "This kid was originally a slave. Sphinx, who saved him from the hands of the slave owner, became the owner of this kid in disguise. Then, the old spokesman gave me this kid.]
So, legally, I now have this kid. It seems that I am not a slave owner. But in short, I am his legal guardian. If you disagree with this, you can contact the Sphinxs on your own afterwards to confirm. "
"Interesting." Constance then squeezed out a sneer: "Since you said this, I will assume that you are his guardian. The relatives of the roundtable trial candidates also enjoy the benefits of being treated. There seems to be no mistake in the logic. OK, I will give him an operation. But before that"
He stared at the tiger's shoulder: "Sit on the bed here, let me check your shoulders first. They all bleed into that way, and the wound inside is estimated to affect your battle this afternoon. ""
"I? I really don't care. In the end, you should first give Mutter an operation!"
Constant did not pay attention to Albert, and had already ordered the nurse from the side: "Prepare antibiotics and mucous membrane contact disinfectant. Send it to a sterile room to prepare for 50 units of analgesics. Generalized paralysis."
After listening to the precise and brief explanations of the attending physician, the medical staff quickly moved Mutt from the stretcher to the hand-push medical bed and sent it to the operating room.
"Before starting the surgery, I have to take some time to prepare." Constance agreed to Albert: "But don't worry, you can send the child to me, I will be cured." He can't die. Now take off your shirt and let me see your wound."
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Albert didn't say anything, and tried to take off his jersey. However, he found that one of his arms did not listen at all, but had to tear off his clothes with one hand. And when the clothes were torn off, he felt scared, because the whole jersey had already been red-stained with blood, so it was not able to screw out the blood of a place.
"This bandage" Constance is more concerned about the thick bandage on Albert's shoulder. Normally, it will be bandaged like this, and the heavy wounds should stop bleeding. Such a heavy bandage also made such a serious bleeding, but I can imagine how serious the wound inside is.
The Knights of the Round Table took the surgical scissors and skillfully helped Albert to remove the bandage on his shoulder. Seeing the tragic under the bandage, Constantine couldn't help but frown. "Don't go face, you better not look at this."
In fact, during the entire process of bandages, Albert felt almost no pain. After all, his wound was applied with an analgesic medical gel and local anesthesia. However, the extra sentence of Constantine caused Albert's curiosity. The virtues of cats are easy to be killed by curiosity. Tigers are no exception. The more the other party is called the tiger youth, don't look away, but the more Albert is driven by curiosity, squinting with his own light to see the wound.
This look can scare him.
The small wound on his shoulder had already deteriorated to a horrible level. The fierce competition just made Elbert tear the wound several times without knowing it. The original small laceration has now turned into a big crack that can see the bones, and the surrounding muscles are broken and become a mess! The blood rushes out of the arteries that are almost festering, and the scene is scary!
"Hey!" Albert looked at him with a glance and was fainted.
"Hah, it really helped a lot." Seeing the tiger fainted without anesthesia, Constance regained his breath. He turned his head calmly to the group of medical personnel: "Take this guy into the operating room. Prepare blood transfusions and local anesthesia. The bone saw, steel plate, bone nails and bone orthosis are also taken out. !"
The professional medical staff quickly and accurately executed the instructions of the Knights of the Round Table, and the stunned tiger was sent to the operating room in a matter of seconds.
At the same time, South Africa.
Arthur and Bedieville have arrived in the borders of South Africa on a dragon ride. As soon as the airship stopped, there were people from Great Britain coming to pick up.
"Come into the parking lot, low-key." King Arthur jumped from the dragon and wore his half-face mask, completely covering half of the face above his nose.
"Actually, I think that you are not so low-key, Yaslan." Biddyville took the dragon ride and said.
"There is no way, there are many people in this country who recognize my face." The Cavalier shrugged.
The werewolf looked at it at this time, and a huge city appeared in front of his eyes. South Africa's capital, Pretoria, has literally become an international metropolis. It is full of high-rise buildings, bustling, prosperous business, day and night, and the city's commercial development is even larger than London.
"South Africa. Really rich." Biddyville whispered a whisper.
Arthur went to the edge of the city: "Must. South Africa's mining industry is very developed, and the profits on the books that gems and oil earn for South Africa each year exceed 100 billion."
"The book?" The young wolf's ear behind the King Arthur moved witly. "That is, the number after the book is also quite a lot?"
"Yes, it depends on smuggling." The Cavaliers swayed in the sidewalks in the middle of the city. They didn't care about the dust that the vehicles driving everywhere: "You know, the various transmissions in this era." It has been very developed. Even if we set up an ecstasy to prevent transmission on the border, we can't completely eliminate the point-to-point transmission using the portal. In fact, South Africa has 770 billion pieces of jewelry ore flowing into Europe through the portal every year. In the country, these goods were not inspected by the customs at all, nor were they notified of customs duties. The taxes were swallowed up by the profiteers. It is because of this that the prosperity of South Africa is now."
Bedyville frowned. "Is there no way to stop them?"
"It's generally difficult." Knight Wang said: "High-priced items, such as gems, must be marked with a magic mark in the production process. This is the birth certificate of the gems themselves. With the birth certificate, you need proof of entry. In order to be legally sold outside the country, if there is a difference between the two, no matter how high the value of the gem itself, it can only be sent to the black market for sale. In the black market, its value will be much reduced. There are still many people who are eager to buy things in the black market. Great Britain has been suppressing the domestic black market in recent years, and the results are quite remarkable. But those who do business in the black market will always spring up as long as they are profitable. It is constantly emerging and will never be overwhelmed."
Said here, Bedieville can not help but clear his throat. He is ashamed. He also bought a lot of things in the black market in Cairo, and even the iron ride was bought from the black market. In those who are cheap, they also count him.
"We are here." As if knowing the thoughts of Bedyville, the Cavaliers sneered and interrupted the thoughts of the werewolf youth, stopping in front of a bar.
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