Chapter 200: Chapter 200
It must be said that the clinic created by Moon Scar is quite high-end, and to some extent, it even surpasses Zion’s Hippocrates Hospital.
Wherever Yi Chen went, there was professional coordination.
For example, the female doctor in charge of infusions ensured the most effective intake of fluids by following Yi Chen everywhere, even standing by his side when he went to the bathroom.
She stood upright next to the urinal, and through Observation of the parabola, accuracy, and color, she even added some kidney-tonifying medicine to the infusion bottle.
There was also nurse Xiao Mei, responsible for rehabilitation training,
With her twin ponytails, blood-soaked bandages, and perfect biceps, she could provide assistance for some high-difficulty movements to speed up recovery of various body parts, and even engage in simple physical confrontations.
Meal times could also be a choice of ‘hand feeding’,
Yi Chen was fortunate to try it once, with two nurse sisters, one on each side, one feeding meat, and the other feeding vegetables. Once you accept this hedonistic setting, it’s quite comfortable.
Even at night, you could choose a sleepover service, which also offered a free bedtime horror story.
The little grape made herself known, waving in greeting.
Even though the limping Field could confirm the little grape’s identity through the aura of Cold Lake, he couldn’t prove the authenticity of ‘Yi Chen.’ The little grape could very well be controlled in her thinking by an Open Source Patient, pretending to be normal.
It was at this time that Yi Chen spoke.
“Mr. Field, I know what you’re worried about,” he said.
“A lot has happened to me during my exploration of the Old World, and it will take time to explain. If you don’t believe me, you can restrain me using your methods here and use your testing means to verify my identity.”
Before long, Yi Chen found himself bound hand and foot in a wheelchair designed especially for transporting Patients,
with his limbs restrained by ring-like objects made of tombstone material,
his entire body tied up with special leather cords interwoven with Gentleman’s Skin,
bandaged about the eyes, and wearing a kind of gag that does not affect normal breathing (to prevent the transmission of pathogens by sound).
Yi Chen was first taken to the Seagull Clinic in the small town,
where through various drug injections for testing, and even multiple tissue biopsies (including internal organs) of Yi Chen, nothing unusual was found.
But the Doctor did not dare to be completely certain, temporarily removing the gag and the eye bandages, but still keeping the physical restraints in place, and sent him to Zion for further tests.
After all, Yi Chen’s situation was too peculiar,
as they had never seen a newcomer stay so long in the Old World, and it happened to be related to an Open Source Patient with a strong ability to mimic.
“I shall personally escort him~ Since the cemetery is closed, I have nothing else to do anyway,” said the limping Field.
The limping Field and Yi Chen both boarded the fastest carriage to Zion.
“You three actually chose to split up and act separately in the Old World, which is really reckless.
Now, the only one who can be clearly ascertained to have returned uninfected and safe is Reagan, who already returned to Zion ten days ago.”
“Did Reagan tell you what Relic he obtained?”
“No, I didn’t ask either.
But from his appearance, he seems to have found a Relic suitable for him. Such high-value items like Relics shouldn’t be casually displayed; doing so may bring about deadly consequences.”
The journey was calm, and through long conversations, Field was able to completely confirm that Yi Chen was indeed himself, without a doubt. However, routine checks were still necessary for the safety of Zion couldn’t be taken lightly.
After three days and nights, they finally arrived just outside Zion City. As soon as the carriage stopped at the city gate, personnel responsible for ‘plague detection’ re-applied the eye mask and gag on Yi Chen, and took him to a special laboratory within the city walls for deep inspection.
Yi Chen cooperated the whole time,
lying on the operating table and volunteering that anesthesia was unnecessary, suggesting that skull opening for inspection would suffice.
Once the various complicated tests were completed, Yi Chen was confirmed not to have been infected with any plague, and his mental state was even deemed ‘above the safety value,’ almost perfect.
Even many gentlemen living in Zion were unable to achieve such a safe score.
With the testing finished,
Yi Chen’s personal information was immediately updated, removing keywords such as [Missing], [High Risk], and his status as a gentleman was restored.
Just as he stepped back onto the familiar streets, a refreshing breeze greeted him, and the old man with an owl on his shoulder seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
“William, has your [Intelligence] reached its limit?”
“Your month-long journey in the Old World has indeed been fruitful; many were worried about you. But first, come with me.”
Sitting on the train heading back to school,
Yi Chen detailed the whole story of how he had accidentally encountered Moon Scar during a stopover on his journey and was forced to cooperate with it.
Qian Bosen believed Yi Chen’s words completely, having seen Moon Scar himself.