"You must be too tired, look at your eyes, go back and have a good rest, what will happen tomorrow",

Ji Wei took out a small mirror from her pocket and handed it to him.

Roger frowned and looked in the mirror, first laughing narcissistically: "I'm very handsome."

Then he was silent, and his eyes in the mirror were bloodshot, and the two eyeballs were densely packed like snakes, more than twice as many as when he was in the hospital in Covo.

This is not normal, he himself knows some medical skills, he has never seen this kind of red and purple blood, but it is not painful or itchy, and it has no effect on his eyesight.

Ji Wei said softly: "Go back to sleep, you have too many things to worry about, your hair is gray",

Roger smiled reluctantly and agreed to return to the room.

At this time, it was just dusk, he wanted to fall asleep, but there was no trace of sleep, although he couldn't sleep in the past few days, he didn't sleep restlessly, but he really didn't have too much fatigue, he was not tired.

At this time, the more I wanted to fall asleep, the more I couldn't sleep, and I closed my eyes until the second half of the night.

In the morning he lifted the quilt and put on his clothes and walked to the mirror, estimating that the situation should be better, but when he looked in the mirror he almost didn't scream.

"I'm",

He scolded, looking at himself in the mirror in disbelief.

In just one night, the purple bloodshot in his eyes was twice as large as yesterday, and not only that, but his face and hands were covered with black markings.

Thin markings are densely attached to the arms and face, and the face that was not ugly is now black and white, like the lines of a zebra.

A few drops of blood dripped from his fingers. He couldn't remember when it was cut.

At first glance, this is a sight. Even if he was bold, he couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly unbuttoned the **.

In an instant, all the dazzling black markings came into view, and his entire upper body was covered by this thin snake-like black markings.

He sat blankly in his chair, his mind blank, and his hands trembled slightly as he held the teacup.

He lowered his head and looked at his hand, the source power in his body had disappeared by a small half, and his body had become weak.

Through the water in the cup, he could faintly see that his face was exuding black gas on the surface of the water.

"Fuck",

He scolded and pushed the door open.

The people who saw him along the way and the stitching beasts were all surprised, and Angel covered her mouth in fright. Alice frowned as well.

The best thing was Jessos, he saw Roger's face full of dark spots from a distance, and his eyes were full of purple bloodshots, and he couldn't help but say with a calm face: "When is it, are you still in the mood to draw ghost talismans on yourself",

Roger yelled angrily: "You fucking draw talismans, I'm dying, you bastard is still in the mood to make fun of me",

He made his way to the hospital in Corvo and found him in the basement.

"Dr. Corvo. I", he gasped for a moment and didn't know where to start.

Corvo glanced back. Motioned for him to stand farther away first, then put on a mask, disinfect the white coat, and put on white gloves.

He was fully armed before motioning for him to sit down.

As soon as he saw his posture, Roger's heart sank.

Kovo took out a thermometer and measured him, then took blood and tested it, his brow kept twisting, and he never let go.

"Roger, you have to be mentally prepared," Corvo said worriedly, looking at the blood in the needle.

Roger laughed and said, "Don't scare me, I haven't experienced anything",

"You've got the Black Death," Kowo said.

"What?", Roger almost jumped.

Of course, he knew what kind of disease the Black Death was, it was a type of plague, and the mortality rate was extremely high, and there were often villages that were contagious because of this disease in the distant past, which caused the destruction of real villages.

But this disease has ceased to appear for a long time, how can it suddenly appear in oneself?

"You can't go wrong, fever, bleeding, black markings, or it won't be long before there will be pneumonia, swollen lymph nodes and poisonous blood", "Who did you come into contact with when you came? They all have to come for a physical examination, this disease is very contagious", "As for you, you will be quarantined immediately, you are lucky, the wards here are all empty, you can stay in any room you want",

Roger: "",

Angel, Jessos, and the stitch beast that had greeted Roger on the road were all called to the hospital in Corvo, where Corvo gave them a comprehensive examination, disinfected, vaccinated, and observed them for three days before letting them leave.

Roger's condition is far worse than expected.

First there were black markings, and within a few days, the skin on the face became pale, and even the green tendons under the skin became obvious.

He lived in the upstairs ward every day, next to the one where Lolita's body used to be kept, the door was closed from morning to night, and when Corvo brought him food, he had to put on a full set of equipment before daring to come in, and when someone visited him, he had to talk to him through a door.

At first, he was optimistic, but when Angel visited him through the door one day, he suddenly coughed violently. "Brother", Angel's frightened little face turned white.

Roger waved his hand, covering his mouth with one hand, coughed for a while before he could breathe, and was about to comfort her a few words, when the corner of his eye suddenly skimmed to his palm.

There was actually a black blood stain on his palm, and he was stunned for a while.

Looking at his palms blankly, he found that the tips of his ten fingers had also turned purple red, and blood was spilling not only from the corners of his mouth, but also from the tips of his ten fingers.

Angel outside the door suddenly cried in fright. "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?",

She pushed the door and was about to come in, Roger hurriedly ran to the back of the door and locked the door, but at such a short distance, he coughed violently again, and the depressed face in his chest was difficult to breathe, and Angel outside the door was stunned, lying on the door and crying loudly.

"Angel don't cry, I'm fine",

Roger already found it difficult to even speak.

Hearing the cry, Corvo hurried with the instrument, and when he saw Roger through the door, his heart immediately "groaned", without the instrument, without examination, he could see at a glance that Roger's condition had deteriorated to the verge of death.

He persuaded Angel back with rare patience, looked at Roger through the door and sighed.

Roger sat weakly on the bed and said with a wry smile, "Doctor Corvo, am I dying?",

His voice was as thin as a mosquito moan, and it couldn't reach the door at all, and Corvo seemed to say something to him, but he didn't hear it clearly, and his mind was a mess.

After some time, he heard a soft knock on the door.

Raising his head, he saw Luo Jue standing quietly at the door, this cold man's palm lightly pressed against the glass, and for the first time there was a worried look in his eyes. (To be continued......)