"Are you sure it's a disease?"

Donald stood on the edge of the bed, looking at the strange tentacles at the wound, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He was the only one who came, after all, the talents of the other people had nothing to do with healing, and there were enough people gathered here, and it was easy for them to attract the attention of the other passengers on the train.

"It was normal last night when I bandaged the wound, it must have changed suddenly today, and in fact we are not sure what it was right now. ”

Jacqueli's state of mind was also a little confused now, and he could only reply dryly.

"Alas...... I'll try to see it. ”

Unfolding his spiritual state, Donald's gaze fell on the area of the priest's wound, and he instantly frowned.

A normal human body's body should be pale red in the state of spiritual vision, but the wound in front of him is a strange state of red mixed with gray-brown, and this weird area is still expanding!

"What caused his injuries. ”

The first thing that came to Donald's mind was the wound.

"Bullets. ”

Still the same answer.

"Have you examined the bullet or do you know who injured him the way he is?"

Donald never believed that a gunshot wound could cause such a mutation, either because the bullet was "fed" or because the person attacking was faulty, otherwise this would never have happened.

"The bullet was taken out by the doctor at Delchimo's hospital and thrown away at the time, and as for the attackers, the priest had said that it was a group of bandits, if nothing else, it should be the same bandit that is currently active between the two cities of Corta and Delchimo. ”

At that time, everyone only regarded it as an ordinary gunshot wound, and it did not hurt fatally, and the doctor said that there was no problem, so naturally no one would care about the bullet.

"His wound was being infected by a strange energy, and the infected area was even expanding, and there was definitely something wrong with what caused it...... It's useless to discuss this matter now, the first priority is to get rid of this infected piece of flesh and blood, and wait until the energy in it spreads to the rest of the body, and then no one will be able to save him. ”

This is the advice that Donald can give, the key to the problem is this piece of flesh and blood, and if you want to solve it, you must start from the root.

"How?"

Jacqueline looked at the tentacles that slowly grew on the otherwise intact flesh, and she knew that time was running out for the priest, so she asked Donald anxiously.

"He's a ...... Apostles?"

Religious pagans are called apostles, and Donald doesn't remember to change his mind until halfway through.

"No, just a religious priest. ”

"It's a bit of a problem, and according to my opinion, if his body can handle it, it's better to cut it whole off. ”

This is the easiest way to do it, and it is much easier to destroy it completely than to fix it.

"How big is the range?"

Apparently, Jacqueline was starting to think about Donald's idea, and the doctor next to her was silent.

"Probably...... So big. ”

Stretched out a hand and compared it to the top of the wound, which was about the position of one hand.

"No, such a big piece of flesh and blood, if you really cut it off directly, don't say that the priest is an ordinary person, even if he is an alien, he can't bear it, there is no medical equipment in the car, and directly using a knife is equivalent to murder!"

The doctor glanced at Donald's hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched, which was not to say that it could be cut.

"Is there any other way?"

"There is another way, I have a friend who knows a little negative energy spell, she can directly make the life energy contained in the flesh and blood in this area completely dry up, maybe she can stop their spread, of course, it's just possible, I don't dare to guarantee that it will succeed, and if this method is used, then this part of his flesh and blood is estimated to be not recoverable, and his life may be saved, but the follow-up sequelae ......"

Pointing to the tentacles that have grown in these few minutes, according to Donald's idea, this kind of thing should be expanded by absorbing the energy in the priest's body, so simply use the method of drawing from the bottom of the kettle to directly let it have no energy to absorb, and then stop its spreading.

"This ...... I'll have to ask the priests for their advice. ”

"Of course, he's your companion, but I have to warn you that it's best to make a decision as soon as possible, and in a little while it will be another matter if the second option can save his life. ”

Donald walked out of the cubicle and waited outside for them to discuss the results.

Naturally, the result was to try the second option, and instead of allowing these tentacles to spread throughout his body and torture himself to death, the priest was obviously more willing to try the method proposed by Donald, even if it failed, at least he could die a happy death.

When Donald took Lilo in, he could see a relieved look on the face of the man on the bed, probably explaining everything clearly.

Using the discernment of her vision, she drew the infected area with a pen, and Lilo held out her finger, and a gray mist poured into the priest's wound.

The results are immediate!

With the wound as the center, the surrounding flesh and blood shriveled up in an instant, and even the tentacles that were originally swaying around suddenly withered, and they no longer had the aura they had just now.

"It's ugly, it's ugly, but my life should be saved. ”

Donald smacked his lips as he looked at the shriveled piece of flesh that was oozing, and the strange energy around the wound in his vision was gone.

In fact, even the normal life reaction is gone......

"Priest...... Priest?"

Jacqueline screamed a few tentatively, the person on the bed barely opened his eyes, nodded to indicate that he was fine, no longer avoided Donald's gaze, and looked at him with gratitude in his eyes, he was actually a little embarrassed when he saw that the helper Jacqueline invited was actually Donald, after all, not long ago he was talking about these people behind his back, but now he has to rely on the other party to save his life.

It's just that now the other party has really saved himself, although the ignorance of the position of the wound between his waist and abdomen makes him a little flustered, but compared to the itching and pain like ants gnawing before, this is already the best result.

He is not so ignorant, and he naturally can't use his previous attitude towards his life-saving benefactor.

"Since there's nothing to do, then I'll go, don't forget the agreement between us, we'll see you at the end. ”

Donald wasn't interested in staying here, as long as he made sure he got paid.

As soon as the people left, the atmosphere in the cubicle was much more relaxed, and after all, Donald and his companions caused a lot of pressure on them.

"Priest, what happened to you, and why did you get hurt like this?"

Seeing that the priest's wound had improved, Jacqueline finally couldn't help but ask why.

"Those bandits, their guns are monsters......!

The priest's eyes were suddenly closed, and there was an irrepressible fear on his face.

"Guns are monsters?"

Jacqueline couldn't understand the meaning of the words......