Vol 3 Chapter 415: : terminally ill

I saw it under the layer of the abdomen that was opened, and it was a hardening crystallization of a row.
This crystal color is dark red, like frozen blood. At this moment, it covers the skin layer like a armor. At first glance, it seems that the outer skin layer is just a set of soft clothes that are placed outside the body.
Du Di'an was stunned and had a sense of horror in the scalp.
"Less, young master..." Kruen was so scared that his body was slightly stunned and his voice was a little trembling.
The eyes were filled with shock, and then there was some confusion, lying on the spot.
Du Dian returned to God and said to her: "What is this disease?"
Gullah reacted and turned to look at him. Her eyes were full of sorrow. She had practiced medicine for a lifetime. She had never seen such a horror, a weird scene. Under the human skin layer, it turned out to be a hardened blood clot, and this blood clot was not ordinary hardening. The surface is extremely smooth, and the most surprising thing is that there are scales and undulating lines on the top, but the most strange thing is that in this case, the owner of the body is still alive!
"I, I don't know." Zhang pulled her head down and looked at the dark red crystal in front of her fingers. The complexion was complex. "This should be because your body temperature is too low, causing blood to harden, but..." Speaking of it, suddenly some don't know. How to say it.
In the case of a condition she has not seen, she does not dare to diagnose blindly. After all, life is once, and even if it is concluded that it is caused by body temperature, it does not know how to solve it.
Du Di'an saw her expression, and a heart sank, saying: "Is there no way?"
Gila slightly bite her teeth and said: "I try." She held the scalpel and cut the area of ​​the skin layer. However, the skin layer outside the small intestine of the abdomen was all turned out and turned out. Red crystals.
She tried to touch it gently, cold and biting, and extremely hard.
She even suspects that the knife may not be able to pierce this strange hardened blood.
"Auntie, is there no way to treat it?" Kruen, who was next to him, gradually adapted, looking at the way he was at a loss, some anxious and nervous.
There was a lot of cold sweat on the forehead, and the brain turned rapidly. Hesitated for a moment. "This thing must be removed, it may be a little painful, you have to bear it."
Du Dian took a deep breath. "You try first, I try to bear it."
茱 拉 nodded, concentrating on Du Di'an's abdomen, finding a margin and slowly stabbing the scalpel.
The scalpel pokes on the hardened blood, and it looks like a thorn on the ice.
Du Di'an saw her gradually protruding blue veins on her wrist. She knew that she had exerted a lot of strength and couldn't help but hold it. The hardness of this hardened blood was much harder than he thought. Although he is an ordinary person, his strength is not trivial. But it does not wear this hardened blood, how can it be removed?
The strength of Jura gradually increased to about 70% to 80%, which reached the limit of her ability to regain her strength in time. However, she still couldn't open the hardened blood. She couldn't help but let her breath out. The wrist was sore, her wrist was sour, but her heart was Some fears and stunned, she suddenly flashed something in her mind, groaned, turned to look at Du Di'an, and the eyes suddenly turned into fear, and finally became self-blame and pain.
Du Di'an saw her suddenly changing appearance, and felt a little bad. "Auntie, is this disease not saved?"
Hearing words, his eyes were red and his tears fell down. He said: "I have seen it in a medical book. There are similar illnesses. It is rare, and the giant wall was born for so many years. There are very few people with rare diseases."
Du Dian’s heart was deep and said:
What is this disease?

"Iceemia." Pulled his head down, and there was a bit of crying in his voice. "But anyone who gets 'iceemia' will eventually die and die, a rare terminal illness!"
Du Di'an heart sinks, terminally ill!
This is tantamount to hearing that you have cancer, which is a moment of despair.
After his heart beats two times, the sway of his heart gradually subsided. In the old days, many cancers were treated with the development of medical technology. The so-called terminal illness is only incurable in the medical field of a certain era. If you are ill, it is not really a death sentence. Since this 'iceemia' is a terminal illness that medical conditions cannot be healed, he relies on the knowledge in the super chip to find a cure.
Du Di An silent for a moment, crying to the sorrow and crying: "Auntie, thank you, help me sew it."
Jura was already crying. When she heard Du Di'an's words, she bit her lip and resisted sobbing, but the tears continued to roll out of her eyes. She bit her teeth and took out the needlework to fill Du Di'an's skin. The handwork is extremely delicate, and the seams are tightly stitched.
Dudi looked at her quietly. When she finished sewing, she asked, "Auntie, how long can this disease last?"
When she pulled her body and trembled, she bowed her head: "The record is not detailed, but it should not last long, and..." She looked up at Du Di'an. "This disease is an infectious disease. During this period, you should not talk to other people. People drink together. In addition, it is best not to let the Holy See know that you have such a disease, otherwise it will be caught and isolated."
Kruen, who was next to "Infectious Diseases?", looked white and scared instinctively back one step backwards.
Du Di'an's eyes turned slightly, glanced at him, and took back his eyes. He pulled his eyes and said: "I know, aunt, you should go back first. Don't mention this to anyone. If someone asks you, just say It hurts and catches a cold."
茱拉 tears streaming, said: "I stayed to take care of you."
Du Di'an was warm and his expression became cold. He said, "Kruen, pay the medical bill, send the guest."
Kruen’s expression was complicated, and he was forced to pull the room out of the room.
Du Di'an slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he opened again and his eyes were cold. When Kruen came back, he said, "Give me the medical books in the bookcase."
Kruen squatted and immediately helped him get it.
Du Di'an puts the pillow behind his back and looks at the medical books he brought back from the various libraries. He used to learn the knowledge in the super chip. He didn't have time to look at it. The name of 'iceemia' is obviously It is the name of this era. In the old days, there may be such a disease. It is just a different name. He wants to see what the disease is caused and what the final outcome is.
A book has been turned over.
Suddenly, Du Dian stopped on a page of an old medical book. Here is a self-report of an old doctor hundreds of years ago. On a snowy day, he was invited by a nobleman to go out for medical treatment. This patient is a nobleman. One of the attendants at home had a very low body temperature. After an initial diagnosis, he decided to directly perform the operation and delay the life of the attendant.
But after the operation, he found that the arm of the attendant had already frozen, the ice crystal was like a fish scale, and there was a wavy line.
"Iceemia..." Du Di'an's eyes showed a hint of dignity. On the hardened blood under his belly, there were also extremely regular lines, just like the carvings carved out, which is very similar to the aristocratic attendant a hundred years ago.
"The operation failed. I was driven out of the aristocratic family. Later, I mentioned this matter to my good friend. Soon after, I heard that the Holy See sent people to search the nobleman and arrest the sick attendant..." Du Di'an and his party Looking at the place carefully, I suddenly felt a bit stunned. From the above narration, the Holy See mentioned the illness he suffered after the arrest of the attendant, called 'iceemia'.
"The name of this illness was actually from the Holy See?" Du Di'an was a little surprised. He thought it was invented by doctors. He did not expect the Holy See to call it first.
He looked at the back, and eventually the attendant was taken away by the Holy See, and there was no subsequent follow-up. (To be continued. Your support is my biggest motivation.): 27:08