Chapter 127: Brandenburg Hospital
"Count Jericho, the wound on your leg is too serious, and although we can cure it for you, I'm afraid you'll have to walk with crutches in the future. β
Hearing the doctor's diagnosis, Sophia's worried look on her face became even more solemn, and she looked at her brother who was sitting on the hospital chair next to her, and she was very reluctant to accept this result.
"Doctor Humboldt, is there no way to be completely cured?" She also had a glimmer of hope, Brandenburg Hospital was the best orthopedic hospital in the imperial capital, and as the most famous doctor in this hospital, Humboldt's name seemed to give people a glimmer of hope.
"I'm sorry, miss," said Dr. Humboldt, shaking his head with regret in his tone, "I can understand your concern for His Excellency the Count, but it is really something that cannot be done. His Excellency Earl has broken shin bones in his lower leg, and if this is the case for ordinary patients, we have only amputation. But it seems that His Excellency Earl is in unusually good health, and there is no sign of heavy bleeding, so I dare to reluctantly let His Excellency Count save this leg, which is already the best I can do. β
Sophia wanted to say anything more, but Swain patted her hand and motioned for her to stop embarrassing the doctor.
"Then please treat me as you do," said Swain to Dr. Humboldt, with a calm face, and after leaving the Ministry of the Interior, he was back to his old expressionless Midnight Count, "how much time will it take to walk?"
"Please recuperate for at least half a year, if such an injury recurs due to an accident, I can't guarantee that your leg will be saved next time. β
Swain didn't answer, and there was no expression on his face. Half a year was too long, and he didn't think Manfred and Beria would wait until the first half of the year to make another attack.
"Miss Jerichault, then, excuse me, for I am going to operate on His Excellency the Count. β
Sophia held her brother's hand tightly, she was fed up with the time without her brother by her side, so she was not willing to leave at a critical moment for her brother.
"I'm going to stay here," Sophia said firmly, "and I'm going to be with my brother anyway." β
"This ......" Dr. Humboldt hesitated, it stands to reason that this is not appropriate, and the next surgery is not something that ordinary girls can see.
"Let her stay here. Sophia, don't bother the doctor. β
"Yes, sir. β
Dr. Humboldt sighed, since the count had said so, he couldn't insist that Sophia go. After all, his patient was an earl, and he was also an earl who killed the traitor Michel VII, and compared to his small civilian doctor, Humboldt really had no position to oppose Swain's demands.
"Well, I will give you an anesthesia first, which will make you feel no pain during the procedure. β
"There's no need for that. Swain shook his head and rejected the doctor's offer. His body is different from ordinary people, Jericho Demon Dao has completed the magic of his physical body, and the feeling of the body, in addition to the connection of nerves, there is also the connection of magic power, so even if he is anesthetized, the feeling that should be there can still be transmitted to Swain's brain through the magic endings, not to mention that this level of pain Swain has long been accustomed to.
"But......" Dr. Humboldt was very embarrassed, in his opinion, the heroic count who killed Michel VII may indeed have extraordinary bravery, but after all, he was a young man, not to mention that he was in front of his sister, so he felt that Swain only refused to be anesthetized for the sake of showmanship, but once the pain of the operation stimulated his nerves, if he struggled because of the pain, it was likely to cause trouble and accidents in the operation.
Sophia also looked at her brother with a worried expression, she didn't think as much as Dr. Humboldt thought, she was just worried about her brother.
"Let's get started. Swain said calmly, he had no way to explain this to the doctor, and with Swain's character, he would not bother to explain.
Sighing helplessly, Dr. Humboldt had no choice but to take out his tools and, with the help of Miss Nurse, sent Swain into the operating room and began the operation.
Sophia just stood by and watched, watching a group of people in white coats surround her brother, the dazzling white light flashing on the scalpel, and every time she went under the knife, it would bring out a blood-red color that made the girl's heart tremble.
Sophia bit her lip tightly, and although she was very scared, she never looked away, insisting on watching the doctors treat her brother's wounds and remove the broken bones. Several times she tried to vomit, but in the end she forced herself to swallow the nausea. It was the operation of her beloved brother, and every piece of flesh and bone that scared her came from her brother's body, so she had to watch it, even if she bit her lip open, she insisted on watching it.
Although he was not anesthetized, Swain kept a calm expression throughout the operation, and even his calmness frightened Dr. Humboldt, whether it was removing broken bones or stitching up wounds, even if ordinary people were anesthetized, they would feel scared and disgusted when they saw their legs become such a bloody blur. But Swain didn't, his only expression was no expression, as if he didn't feel any pain, if it wasn't for the operation, Humboldt really wanted to check whether Swain's body was different from a normal person.
After the operation, Swain's right leg was in a heavy cast, and with such a large burden, not to mention fighting Manfred or Ernest, even walking became a problem.
"I'd recommend that you stay in the hospital for a while," Dr. Humboldt cautiously advised the patient as Swain offered to leave, "though it looks like your, uh...... The condition of the injury has not deteriorated, but it is precisely because of this that I am more worried, and I don't want to mislead you by the fact that I am now looking safe and sound, and it will lead to worse results in the future. β
"Thank you for the reminder, doctor. Although Dr. Humboldt said this, Swain clearly did not take his words seriously, "I don't think I need to go to such trouble, I am confident in that, and the situation does not allow me to sit in a hospital bed at a leisurely pace." β
Dr. Humboldt subconsciously thought of the current situation between Beria and Alexander, and he mistakenly thought that Swain was a member of a certain faction, completely unaware that Swain was referring to something else.
"Anyway, please be careful. Swain said this, as a civilian doctor, Humboldt is really not qualified to make more requests, "If the wound worsens, please come to the hospital for follow-up as soon as possible." β
"I will. With that, Swain walked out of the hospital with Sophia's support.
The carriage sprang to speed, heading for Karin Castle, where Swain had not returned for a long time.
All the way, Sophia held her brother's arm tightly, and Sven could feel that Sophia's body was trembling.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing. Sophia shook her head, but her eyes clearly didn't look fine.
"Did it scare you just now?"
Sophia hesitated, but finally turned her worried gaze to her brother's plaster right leg.
"Really...... Is it really okay?Brother, you'd better be cautious, I think the doctor has a point, maybe you should ......."
Swain cocked his index finger and tapped it lightly on Sophia's lips, signaling that she didn't have to say any more.
"It's okay, my body, I know it myself. With that, Swain raised his staff and slammed it down on the plaster.
"Brother!" Sophia was taken aback, she hurried to stop it, but she couldn't do it, the cast was completely cracked, white debris splashed, and the sutures left over from the operation were hideously revealed.
"For. Why do you do this, Elder Brother?" Sophia threw herself on Swain's right leg, tears streaming down her eyes, she couldn't understand why her brother was destroying her body like this.
"Rest assured," Sven picked up Sophia and patted her gently on the back, comforting Sophia as she sobbed, "Look, isn't it okay." With that, Swain stepped on the carpet in the carriage with his right foot, and the floor of the carriage made a slight noise, and Sven's legs didn't look unusual at all.
"Really...... Are you alright?" Sophia carefully stroked the stitches on her brother's leg, still unable to believe that Swain's injuries healed immediately after an operation.
"Sometimes, what seems like a serious problem isn't as scary as it seems. Swain took Sophia into his arms and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, "The caution of the doctors, who are responsible and always prepare for the worst, is not to be criticized, but those who are knowledgeable need not be bound by their overly cautious advice. β
Sophia listened strangely, and Swain's tone seemed to be relaxed and flat, but Sophia always felt that it didn't match common sense. However, out of her usual trust in her brother, she didn't ask too much, and believed what Swain said as always. For Sophia, even if her brother says something that goes against common sense, she will only doubt common sense, not her brother.
Although he hid it from Sophia, Swain still felt a little sorry in his heart, he didn't want to lie to his sister, but he didn't want to involve Sophia too deeply. This trip to the Imperial Capital was beyond his imagination, and it seemed that he did despise his opponents a little, and although he still had extreme confidence in his plan, the injury in his right leg was a good lesson.
Only Swain himself knows his true situation now, and Sven still has no clue why Ernest was able to hurt him, but judging from the later matchup, Ernest is not so strong, at least Sven can crush Ernest who can't do magic if he uses reasonable tactics.
But Ernest's ability to inflict injuries on himself is still a thorn in Swain's heart, the reason why he wants to go to Brandenburg Hospital for treatment, the main purpose is to stitch up the wound, as long as the wound is treated, even if the bone in it is broken, he doesn't care, Ernest caused him only the wound left by the sword can not be healed with magic power, and the second injury after that can be slowly recovered, so now the wound on Sven's leg is actually just the sword wound on the tibia, in addition, although the appearance of the broken bone piercing the flesh is terrifying, but in fact there is no danger to Svenγ
Of course, such an injury did not have any effect on Sven, his right leg was almost unable to exert force due to the sword wound, let alone withstand too much pressure, and this part could no longer be magicalized, so to speak, the lower leg of his right leg almost became Sven's Achilles heel.
With a long exhale, Sven fell into deep thought.
Sophia, who still had tears in the corners of her eyes, looked at her brother's serious side face, and couldn't help but be a little fascinated, although she loved her brother deeply, but sometimes, such a serious Swain was still easier to make her heart flutter slightly.
Behind them, the morning sun has slowly risen, and the night's fierce fight has finally come to an end.
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The Southern Army had suddenly appeared in Germany, and Alexander was not going to have any garrison for themβHis Royal Highness was now worried about the sudden appearance of the army that disturbed his sleep.
The Ministry of the Interior was also destroyed by the fire, and now the fire has not been completely extinguished, but fortunately, through the efforts of the imperial capital garrison and fire brigade, the fire has at least been brought under control, and it will not turn into a fire that spreads throughout the imperial capital.
In a makeshift tent on Apu Avenue, Vittin saw Beria's face for the first time.
"Your Highness," Wei Ting knelt down on one knee in front of Beria, bowing his head deeply, looking humble, "This time the Ministry of the Interior was in trouble, but fortunately you got out in time, I waited for the rescue to be late, and I asked you to surrender." β
Beria stared at Viting coldly, the longer he was silent, the more uneasy Viting became, and he was afraid that Beria would really be angry with him because of today's changes - "condemnation" or something, of course he was just talking.
"Please, General Vitin, you have done a good job today, and if it were not for the timely support of you and your troops, I would have died at the hands of Alexander's lackeys. β
As if he had been pardoned, he slowly stood up while saying words of gratitude and apology.
"The Southern Army has fought hard today, but because of the sudden change in the Ministry of the Interior, I can't give the soldiers better treatment for the time being, you go down and appease them well, I will reward you for your merits afterwards, and I will not be stingy with what should be rewarded. β
"Yes, thank you for your kindness. Of course, Vittin could hear Beria letting him go, and he left the tent with great gratitude.
After making sure that no one was around the tent, Yang stepped out of the shadows behind the tent. He looked at this "Beria", and even now, he couldn't believe that Manfred had actually created a "man".
"How's that, that's good, isn't it?" Manfred's figure rose from Beria's shadow, "It's a bit hasty, this 'Highness' doesn't have a sense of self, but it's also a good thing for us, if the puppet is too smart, it's also troublesome." β
"Only one of so many children was made?"
"Ah, no way, lack of time, after all, they are all children, and it is still a little difficult to find out their father's bloodline. β
"So who's next?"
"It's close. A strange smile tugged at the corners of Manfred's mouth.