Chapter 1540: Dream Broken in Qiming (19)

"What the hell is this......" Albert looked dumbfounded at Mutter's swollen and faintly bloodshot abdomen.

"Appendicitis. Captain Shiloma only said at this time: "Did he rush to do his morning exercise immediately after eating breakfast this morning?"

Albert broke out in a cold sweat as if he had been stabbed with a knife.

So the orcs really get appendicitis. After he was full, he was in a hurry to exercise, and all the food went to his appendix. The appendix is a degraded organ in some mammals, with only an entrance and no exit, and the food that runs into it cannot be digested or discharged, but can only rot in the appendix, causing inflammation. A decaying, swollen and inflamed appendix can even affect other organs in the abdomen, and in severe cases, it will cause peritonitis - and peritonitis is an emergency disease with a high probability of death if not treated with surgery in time.

"Gotta take him to the hospital right away. Albert looked at Mutter on the stretcher and exclaimed.

"No, you can't. He would have been killed in secret. But Shilomah said: "The whole of Congo is the eyes and ears of our enemies, and to send Mutt to the hospital is to send him to the gates." ＂

"Then what should I do!?" The tiger man was even more panicked: "Can we only wait for the game to end and then send him back to the hospital in Cairo to treat Meow?!"

Shilomar's face was gloomy: "I wanted to tell you that it was the only way, but it wasn't. ＂

"What?!"

"Hospitals in Cairo are just as dangerous, unless it's a medical facility set up by Daddy Sphinx himself. But unfortunately, Dad's credible medical institution in Cairo was maliciously destroyed more than a month ago, and it is still being rebuilt, and even if the doctor who can perform the operation can be found, no suitable medical equipment can be found. ＂

"What?!" Albert was shocked again: "Wait, the hospital here can't operate on Mutter, and neither can he go back to Cairo, so how the hell can Meow do it?

From Mutter's current condition, his peritonitis has worsened to the point where it is quite severe. If he hadn't undergone surgery right away, Mutter would probably not have survived for more than an hour!

Albert cursed in his heart, even though he didn't know who to blame.

The little fool who endured the pain to play, was stupid enough to die, and he himself had made his peritonitis worse to this extent;

However, Shiloma is also hateful, he should have seen the abnormality of Mutt's body from the beginning, but he has been silent, and continues to use the cat man boy in order to win the game, and he has to wait until Mutt's illness worsens to the point that he can't stand up at all, and then he can't say all this!

However, the most hateful is Albert himself. He had been with Mutt for so long, but he didn't notice Mutt's abnormality at all, and thought that the swelling in the cat-man boy's abdomen was just a small bruise that was not important!

You can talk about complaining or something later, but what now!?

Feeling desperate, Albert looked at the cat-man boy with a guilty expression, and now Mutter was sweating profusely, lying on a stretcher with fever and talking nonsense, but his mouth was still thinking about the game.

Whether to send Mutter to the Congolese hospital immediately, or to wait until he returns to Cairo, it seems to be a dead end.

Albert almost wanted to say, why don't you ask the dragon knight Doha to send Mutter over. However, he realized in the next moment how stupid his idea was—the way Mutter looked now couldn't bear the bumps along the way, and barely getting to Cairo would only get worse and die halfway through.

So how do you do meow?

Just when Albert was extremely anxious and helpless, and he couldn't figure it out, Xiloma said calmly: "Do you really want to save Mutt? The solution is actually very simple, it is hidden on your wrist." ＂

"Mine?" Albert looked at his wrist, and finally understood.

That's right, there was another way to save Mutt - it was tightly clasped to Albert's hand. It was the demonic bracelet on Albert's wrist.

With this item, Albert can simply open the portal to the Paramidis from the Royal Republic of Congo Stadium. If he could teleport to the Paramidis, Mutter would be able to use the ship's medical room to perform the operation. Not to mention that the Palamides is home to some of the world's best surgeons. For Knight of the Round Table Constantine, giving a small appendicitis operation to a cat boy was a piece of cake.

However, it was not enough to simply open the portal and send Mutter through.

Candidates for the Round Table Trial have the right to receive free medical care in Great Britain, but the Cat Man Boy does not enjoy this benefit. If Constantine had surgery to save people, Albert probably had to go along and spend a lot of time lobbying the people in Great Britain.

And the portal is one-way. This also meant that once Albert entered the British battleship through the portal, he would never be able to return to the Congo side to continue the game.

This is another dilemma. Will the Sphinx, who lost both Albert and Mutter, survive the predicament and win this tournament?

"You can go ahead. Xiloma said indifferently: "Don't worry about the game here." Even without the two of you, we'll find a way to get through it, and we'll definitely not lose to those soulless robots. ＂

"But...... ＂

"Just send Mutter to be healed. Gusta also said: "Even if we try our best, we will send you to the stadium of the Super Cup finals, we will." ＂

"And your shoulders need to be dealt with a little bit as well. Captain Shiloma added.

Albert was speechless. That's exactly what it is. Even though he was heavily bandaged, after the fierce battle just now, Albert's shoulder wound was still quite badly torn, and the jersey on his shoulder was already a red color.

In fact, Albert's injuries no longer allow him to continue fighting. And—

"We've caused you a lot of trouble, Mr. Albert. Philios, the leopard man, also said, "That's enough, go and rest." You've got your own game this afternoon, aren't you? When you win this game, we'll be there to cheer you in the afternoon. ＂

Albert was about to say something, only to find that the orcs of the entire team were watching him. After the first half of the time-delaying war of attrition, both the regular army and the second army in the team showed fatigue.

However, the players' eyes at this time were as clear and transparent as water, which contained pure gratitude and respect for Albert, and also contained a kind of backbone, thinking that they could survive this difficult game without relying on Albert and Mutter.

In that case, Albert couldn't say anything. He pressed the button on the Sealing Bracelet to open the portal to the attacking Palamides. Feleos, for his part, also carefully picked up the dying cat-man boy Mut from the stretcher and handed it over to Albert.

Now Mutter was lying between Albert's two tiger paws. He was floppy, hairy, and had a fever due to inflammation, and his body temperature was quite high. Albert hugged Mutter like this, but felt like he was holding a ball of roasted marshmallows.

This is the weight of life...... Meow?

He then glanced at the Orcs of the Sphinx, turned around and led the kitten through the portal.

"What's going on?" Kaldor, the Knight of the Round Table, who was in charge of managing the teleportation system, rushed to hear the news and saw the tiger holding the kitten, and began to reproach with a dissatisfied face: "Hey, you can't just bring outsiders in! Don't think that if you are a candidate of the Round Table Trial, you can treat this battleship as your hometown!"

"I don't want to tell you this," Albert didn't have time to reason with Kador: "You can punish me however you want afterwards, but please operate on Mutter first!"

"Huh?" Knight of the Round Table Kador then glanced at the fet-man boy who was suffering from illness, "What's the matter with this kid?"

"Appendicitis. Albert replied briefly. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't turn his face with Cador, Albert wouldn't even want to pay attention to the long-winded Knight of the Round Table and rush straight to the infirmary.

"Interesting. "Do orcs get appendicitis too?" ＂

You're qualified to say this, Albert scolded in his heart.

"This is Kador, who is in charge of the teleportation room, and you should send the medical team over. The Knight of the Round Table then took the electronic ledger in his hand and commanded, and then he looked at Albert: "It is better to put him down and leave him alone." ＂

Albert resisted the urge to curse and complied. Mutt's condition did not continue to deteriorate, although his abdomen was still swollen, but it was not necessarily that his stomach would burst or something.

"The medical team did call for you, but whether the people over there would treat the kitten or not is another matter. The Knight of the Round Table added, "Constantine may refuse to be healed." The afternoon game was about to begin, and he was preparing for the wounded after the medical battle, but he couldn't spare time to save an unrelated person. ＂

A drop of cold sweat broke out from the corner of Albert's forehead. That's right, that's what he's been worried about. The people of Great Britain have no righteousness or responsibility to save the cat-man boy Mutt, who has nothing to do with the trial of the Round Table. To put it bluntly, if they operated on Mutter, it was out of pity, and if they didn't do it, it was a matter of course.

How to convince Constantine to save people, Albert didn't have a clue at all.