Chapter 497: Patient Under Radiation, Nasceodore
A few days later.
The Revolutionary Army and the Navy Headquarters also sent a number of soldiers, wearing protective clothing, to set up protective nets at the gap in the collapsed Red Earth Continent, in order to prevent pirates passing through this place from entering the New World rashly, thus adding trouble to Wei Wei and others.
And at the same time, it was still on the island of Kelsa.
Fitzteler hung up Gordon's call, pulled out his notebook, and walked briskly to the medical room.
"So, how is Theodore, do you feel better today?" Lifting the curtain, Fitztierer asked with a smile.
Lying on the hospital bed was a young man who had just turned 16 this year, named Jels Nasciodore, a pioneer combatant of the revolutionary army.
Like most children who join the Revolutionary Army, his parents were killed by pirates at a very young age, and when they were abducted by human traffickers and sent to the auction market, the Revolutionary Army troops saved him, and then became a member of the Revolutionary Army as a matter of course.
But unlike other children, Nasceodore's talent is very good, in order to avenge his family as soon as possible when he grows up, Nasceodore followed behind many revolutionary army cadres, exercising his body and fighting skills day and night, so that he is only sixteen years old this year, and his strength is already comparable to the pirates in the New World with a bounty of 200 to 300 million.
Because of this, in this Mary Joya War, Natheodore was always extraordinarily brave, and whenever he encountered an enemy army, he rushed to the forefront, blocking his brothers with his own flesh and blood.
His age can be said to be the youngest in the Northern Army except for intelligence officers, but he can also be said to be the most courageous.
Just like the thunder sword in the navy, Hao Vivian, he moves forward bravely and sees death as if he were home.
At least that's what he thinks.
So, after the end of the Mary Joya War, Naciodore, who was at the forefront of the war, fell unsurprisingly.
The radiation on the body is even stronger than that of Saab and dragons.
And even so, when he was evacuated from the Marijoya Sea, he dragged this crippled body and desperately rescued other comrades in the army.
"Ahem. . . Is it a Fitzterer journalist? ”
Hearing a familiar voice coming from the side of the bed, Theodore, whose eyes had already become unbearable under the strong light at that time, smiled and stretched out his hand, clasped it with Fezterr's hand, and said very happily: "You came to see me again today?" ”
Since he had been fatherless and motherless since he was a child, it was obviously a great pleasure for him to have someone visit him when he was seriously ill.
"Hmm."
Although the other party couldn't see him, Fitzterle, who was still smiling, nodded, but then when his eyes touched Natheodore's increasingly charred and rotten arm, he couldn't help but sigh, and then the expression on his face began to become sad.
"It's all right, reporter Fitztier, I don't have anything to do."
As if sensing Fitztier's strangeness, Theodore smiled and comforted the other party.
He is such a gentle, kind, and understanding teenager, but such a beautiful teenager, how can he have to suffer such misfortune?
Why is it that a wicked person like Yin Mu, who dies 10,000 times and is not sorry, can live for more than 800 years?
Fitztierer really couldn't understand it.
Finding a chair and sitting at the head of the bed, the two had just talked for a while, and Fitzteler was about to read the newspaper that had just come out of the day to Nassiodor, when the next second, Fulbin walked in with a small cart.
"Get out of the way, it's time to change the dressing for Nasceodore."
So saying, he walked straight to the bed, and carefully lifted the quilt that covered Nastheodore.
It's good that it doesn't lift, but the moment it is opened, when Fitzgille sees the condition of Nasciodore's body clearly, a strong feeling of nausea immediately emerges.
Fitzteler subconsciously covered his mouth, and after a little relaxation, he finally came back to his senses, and then his heart became a wave of regret and sadness.
At this moment, Theodore's skin had already become ulcerated, and the epidermis that protected the flesh and blood had gradually disappeared under the treatment of the past few days, and as Fubinen uncovered the medical bandages on his body, he would also tear off some festering flesh in an instant with the bandages.
On the side, looking at the flesh stained on the bandage, Fiztier, who wanted to record this scene with his camera, finally couldn't help but rush to the door and began to vomit.
But after vomiting for a while, he forcibly calmed down again, chose to pick up the camera and walked back to the hospital bed, and pressed the shutter on Nassyodore's body.
He wanted to record this picture, for nothing else, but to let the world know the evil deeds of the Draconians, and let people know what kind of cruel and vicious beast-like beings the so-called descendants of the Creator were.
"Shhhhh Ha.. Hiss! ”
The sound of Theodore gasping quickly filled the room.
Although he couldn't feel it, Fitztier, who could understand what kind of pain the other party was suffering, couldn't help but step forward and hold Nasciodore's hand, wanting to bring more strength to the other party.
However, Fu Bin shook his head at this time, and said: "His lungs are already waterlogged, and the blood oxygen is very low, I estimate that he now has to use all his strength to do it every time he inhales and exhales, and it has only been half a month, and he has already become like this.。。 I estimate that in two days, if he is not put on a respirator, he will not be able to breathe on his own at all. ”
"How can this be.."
Fitztierr's voice began to choke when he heard this.
"Just. . . Is there no way to cure it? ”
Seeing Fubinn continue to medicate Theodore's festering body with a solemn expression, Fitzteler couldn't help but ask.
"We had a week of discussion and research with the Navy's medical team and Marco of the Whitebeard Pirates, but we came to the conclusion that... There is no way to cure them other than to prolong their lives. ”
Fubinen pursed his lips as he spoke, and his somewhat bitter lips were slightly relieved.
"I have to say that the nuclear explosion fruit that the Celestial Dragon Man ate is indeed the most insidious and vicious ability I have ever seen since I grew up so much, and other things such as magma and flash can kill the enemy with one blow, and this kind of nuclear radiation is to eat the patient's body little by little, which is really making life worse than death."
Perhaps, just dying can relieve them of this terrible pain, right?
Looking at the tears oozing from Theodore's eyes, Fubinn and Fitzteler also thought of it at this moment.
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