Philip sat there, quietly listening to the woman's chatter, did not speak, and finally nodded, solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will take care of her." ”

The woman looked at Philip for a long time before she lay down again, closed her eyes, and in a few moments there was a snoring sound.

It seemed that the conversation just now had consumed what little energy she had, and she was already exhausted.

Just at this time, Yun'er also returned, returned to the bedside, held the woman's hand, and sat there.

"I've brought you some clothes, change them, and then you can sleep a little bit." Philip admonished.

Yun'er just nodded obediently, but didn't make any moves.

In desperation, Philip went outside to breathe in the fresh air and make himself refreshed and not so depressed.

In the afternoon, after a few hours of rest, Priest Monica returned to study Kialessra's condition with Philip.

Although he doesn't know medicine, he has seen a lot of medical plots in his previous life, and he may be a little inspired and helpful.

"I have an idea, I don't know if it's reasonable, please refer to it. If there's something wrong, don't laugh at me. Philip said with a careful tone.

Monica nodded, looking curiously at the teenager opposite, she was surprised that the other party had really done Melissa's job, because the herbs were in the box on the table at the moment.

He was also very fond of Philip's politeness, at least not as domineering and reckless as rumored inside the temple, a big boy as handsome as sunny.

In particular, the respect he showed for life was very much recognized by Monica, who is a medical priest.

"According to what you said last night, there is no complete cure for this disease, so can we think differently?

Rather than expecting a one-and-done solution, but controlling it, if it does not change the final outcome, it can prolong the course of the disease and improve her quality of life during the last period of time.

The two herbs were ready, and through the purification ritual, the inferior part of Alexandra's bloodline could be suppressed.

Whether it is the steppe people or the Ward people, no matter which aspect is suppressed, this conflict will be reduced, at least not as fierce as it is now, this is the internal cause.

On the other hand, we excised the hematoma locally, but not entirely, so that the provoked lesion would not metastasize.

At the same time, since this disease transports nutrients through blood vessels, we can close half or more of the blood vessels upstream and downstream through some means, so that the speed of this metabolism is artificially slowed down, which is an external cause.

The simultaneous effect of internal and external effects may allow her to support for a while longer.

My only concern is whether this method will stimulate the lesion and re-flare it in other places. ”

As Philip explained, Monica's eyes lit up.

Although I don't know if it is feasible, Philip's idea is indeed worthy of praise, not only for this disease, but also for many other similar diseases.

She pondered silently for a long time, and finally nodded lightly under Philip's gaze: "You can try, with the other party's current physical condition, no matter how bad it is, there will be no worse result."

It's going to be broken down into a few steps, and we'll take it one step at a time.

I have also read a lot of literature in the temple before, and for the disease of devouring the Yuan bloodline, 300 years ago, there was a senior who left a research paper of up to 100,000 words.

Although I haven't had time to read it yet, among the more than 30 cases introduced in it, none of them have found the presence of more than two lesions at the same time.

While this is not absolute, it speaks volumes.

Now I'm a little worried, I'm good at gynecology and not very good at surgery.

The blood vessels there are abundant, and the hematoma is even more unpredictable after mutation, and once it is not well controlled, it will fall short.

To be on the safe side, we can look for a medical officer who specializes in precision surgery, and I will be his deputy. ”

Monica was right, Philip naturally agreed, it was nothing more than asking Melissa again, thinking that Gaokan City was already a military city, and it would not be too difficult to find a medical priest who was good at surgery.

At this time, Yun'er, who had been eavesdropping on the side for a while, stepped forward, shook Philip's hand, and said earnestly, "Can you let my uncle come over and try it?" ”

Philip frowned and asked, "Bishop Lynch is a suitable candidate, but isn't he traveling around the continent in time?" besides, we don't know if he is good at surgery, this is not a joke, it is better to ask." ”

Yun'er glanced at the Monica priest in front of her, bowed down and apologized, "I'm sorry, Monica priest, it's that I'm too anxious, it's not that I don't believe you."

I contacted my uncle last night, he has been in Holme City for a while, and he has done a lot of surgeries in recent years, but he is not very good at gynecology. ”

Seeing the little girl's frightened look, Monica generously touched her head and said with a smile: "What does it matter, I have long heard the name of Bishop Lynch, and I also admire his superb medical skills."

That's it, it's only five days for Holmeicheng to come over, I'll perform surgery on Alexandra first, let her recover some of her strength, and when your uncle arrives, we'll discuss the operation plan together." ”

After saying that, he walked to the room and began to prepare for the purification ceremony.

Yun'er bowed to Monica's back again, a hint of gratitude and happiness on her little face.

Philip took her in his arms and comforted her in a low voice, "Don't worry, Monica is really good." Now let's not disturb her, you can also get a good night's sleep and rest.

There are still a long days ahead, and it's not something you can solve if you stay up like this.

Even if it's for Alexandra's sake, you have to be healthy and don't let her worry about you. ”

Yun'er nodded, leaned on Philip's shoulder, grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, and walked towards the house.

The purification ritual was really simple, even if there were only three herbs, it was still successfully completed.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, the sick look on Alexandra's face is visibly much better to the naked eye, at least the wheezing is not so heavy, and the expression on her face is much more relaxed.

After seeing off Bishop Monica, Philip found that Yun'er had fallen asleep in front of the bed, but she still held Alexandra's fingers and refused to let go.

Philip sighed and carried her to the bed, his slender body still fluttering, as if there was no trace of weight.

He kissed the little slap-sized face in distress and covered her with the quilt.

In the next few days, Alexandra was really much more energetic, not only could she sit up for a long time, but even the amount of food was much larger, which made Yun'er's depressed mood much better, and also made Philip see the smiling face that she had not seen for a long time.

Three days passed in a flash, and Philip's workout returned to normal after a two-day hiatus, and this was the first interruption since he woke up, even in the prison cell of the imperial capital, which did not let him relax a bit.

At this moment, Philip had just finished his riding training and was grooming Natalie, and while one man and one beast were babbling something, the tall Paul was standing aside and waiting silently, revealing a hint of bitterness in his calm expression.

It wasn't until Philip brushed the unicorn girl three times that he stopped and threw the brush back into the bucket.

As Natalie grew older, she became more and more obsessed with Philip, even if she only ignored her a little in the past two days, and was complained about for a long time.

After easily calming the grumpy girl, Philip glanced at Paul and asked, "What's the situation?"

As Paul spoke, Philip's face became worse and worse, but like Paul, although he was angry, he could not get into a seizure, and finally he could only let out a long sigh.

Under Paul's investigation, the truth of the matter soon came to light, or that the people had no intention of hiding it from him.

It's true that the medical officer named Sherlock is a typical Southerner, and it's true that he's full of discrimination and hatred for mixed-race people like Alexandra, but it's not that simple.

Although he didn't give Alexandra targeted treatment, he had already offended the big man of the temple, and he was forced to beg for food here in desperation, so he naturally wouldn't make his own decisions.

He immediately reported the incident to his immediate superior, the warden of the suburban prison farm, a grand knight named Alva.

But unexpectedly, Alva not only affirmed his approach, but also delayed the transmission of the news.

So much so that when Paul was combing through his men, he accidentally learned about Alexandra's crisis situation.

Of course, it took the help of one person to do this, and that was Paul's brother, Jones.

Since Paul's work in recent months has focused on Philip's visit to the imperial capital, it is inevitable that he will be negligent here, and the prison has always been staffed by the two brothers.

It wasn't a big deal, but since Philip showed his extraordinary talent and decided to join the Temple, something has quietly changed unexpectedly.

Not only did Philip not expect it, but even Paul had to believe this fact after confirming it again and again.

The warden named Alva is the third chief heir of the Shadow Hunter Regiment, who is also Chuck's biological brother Henry.

And Jones is now Philip's Uncle Francis's right-hand man, and he is also very close to Bruce.

Not only the two of them, but as Philip and other third-generation heirs of the Master Corps grew up and gradually began to emerge, these young officers who were attached to the three major internal divisions also divided into factions and spontaneously formed a not very strict organization.

It's a bit similar to the nature of the Young Praetorian Guard, but in fact, they don't have a leader in the true sense of the word, but each unites around the heirs of their own divisions, and takes the interests of the heir as the criterion, and wantonly colludes to exclude dissidents.

The sudden rise of Philip and others has long caused dissatisfaction among these people, and the fuse is the accidental injury of Bruce and Chuck's stunning appearance in the execution of the imperial capital.