Chapter 489 – Mutated Blood
Actually, I felt that with Older Brother Jayad’s company, it was fine to stay in the Dream World forever, but unfortunately, good times are always short. The Dream Card’s time was limited, and I soon woke up naturally.
My mind had completely calmed down, and the chaotic noise was gone. It seemed I had stayed in the Dream World for a while. However, because I felt so safe and happy, time seemed to pass too quickly, and I woke up all of a sudden.
A dull ache still lingered in my body, but it was much better than before. My clothes had been taken off at some point, and my body was wrapped in bandages.
Amelia was beside me, disinfecting my wounds with a gauze pad dipped in medicinal liquid. Next to her was a copper basin filled with blood-soaked gauze, bandages, cotton, and towels. It looked as if she had just performed major surgery.
Not only that, but even the gauze I was holding had quite a bit of blood on it. The white bedsheet beneath me looked as if it had been soaked in blood. It was completely red, and lying on it felt uncomfortably wet and sticky.
An IV line was still connected to my arm, and a dark yellow potion bottle filled with fresh blood was placed beside it. This bright red blood was now being continuously infused into my body.
Jayad was slumped by the bedside, having just woken up himself. He was tightly holding my hand, and the Dream Card was still stuck to my forehead. However, the room had changed. I was no longer lying on the stone platform in the previous grand hall but in a small room.
Although the old stone style of the walls and ceiling suggested it was still the same temple, it wasn’t the grand hall anymore but a small room.
“Amelia, how long did I sleep?” I asked.
“Not long, about an hour,” Amelia replied, still tending to my wounds.
“Ouch! Did you move me here?” I asked again.
“Yes, to be precise, I moved both of you here. It was difficult. Your hands were clasped so tightly that even forceps couldn’t separate them. It was too tiring for a weak woman like me,” Amelia complained.
“Ah! I’m sorry. Thank you for the treatment,” I said, finally realizing how tightly my hand was clasped with Jayad’s. I quickly let go. I was now lying on a stretcher, likely placed on it and wheeled over with Jayad.
I didn’t know if Amelia had found the stretcher or if it was provided by the Sh. It was evident that Amelia had stopped the bleeding and bandaged me, so a thank you was in order.
“You’re welcome. If you want to thank me, can you answer a few questions?” Amelia asked, her eyes shining. Her gaze made me feel a little scared.
“Please ask,” I said, with a sense of foreboding. I had already guessed what she wanted to ask.
“What was that about your blood vessels? The ones that were wiggling around!” Amelia said, gesturing with her hands.
I knew she would ask about that. I quickly used the excuse I had just come up with. “Uh, I don’t know either. It must be a mutation, perhaps?”
“You’re wrong. That thing isn’t a mutation at all. I’ve already examined it. It’s a disease, a strange illness I’ve never seen before!” Amelia asked, her eyes lighting up. She became animated when talking about a strange illness she hadn’t encountered.
“You’ve already examined it? Then, what about those blood vessels? Did you cut them off?” I asked. I knew it was a disease because I had suffered from it in my previous life, and it had directly led to my death.
In my previous life, there was no such thing as mutation. I hadn’t encountered the concept of mutation, and I even knew that this strange illness was contagious. Mutations were not contagious.
“Of course, I wouldn’t dare touch them. They would have cut me to pieces! After you fell asleep, the blood vessels wiggled for a while before retracting into your body on their own,” Amelia said.
“But you said you examined it? How can you examine something you don’t dare to touch?” I asked, confused.
“I examined the blood samples you spat out,” Amelia said, pointing to the copper basin filled with blood-soaked gauze and cotton. “The results revealed something astonishing: that blood is no longer yours.”
“Huh? What do you mean? What do you mean it’s not my blood? It’s blood that came out of my body, so how can it not be mine?” I asked, confused. I suddenly couldn’t understand what she was saying.
“I don’t mean that. I mean that this blood has become diseased. Your red blood cells have mutated into special, indescribable cells. That’s why I need to give you a blood transfusion. Otherwise, even a Life Elixir won’t solve your problem,” Amelia said.
“Leukemia?!” That was the first thing that came to my mind, the dreaded blood cancer. When thinking about blood diseases, leukemia was the first thing that came to mind. However, the cause of leukemia was supposed to be cancer of white blood cells, while Amelia said it was the red blood cells that had mutated.
“Huh? Oh, you mean blood cancer? It’s sort of like that, but I feel there are many subtle differences. I can’t say for sure, especially since your blood vessels are also problematic. Without specialized equipment here, I’ll have to return to the clinic to give you a full-body examination,” Amelia said.
Now this woman was eager to return to the clinic. Before, no matter how I tried to persuade her, she seemed uninterested. Even when I won the bet, she just thought it was boring here and wanted to leave.
Now, it was different. Upon seeing this strange illness, Amelia realized that she couldn’t conduct a detailed examination in the Dream World without her specialized equipment. Her enthusiasm immediately changed.
“Right! I almost forgot to mention, that strange illness is contagious! You didn’t come into direct contact with the blood through your skin, did you?” I suddenly remembered.
In my previous life, it was an incurable disease. Patients could only be isolated and left to die. The mortality rate was 100%, at least until my death.
Fortunately, the disease wasn’t highly transmissible. It was said that the only way to transmit it was through blood. Therefore, before my death, the hospital in my previous life had found and isolated all traceable patients.
As long as Amelia didn’t come into direct contact with the blood, she should be fine. She had a good habit as a doctor: she always wore a full set of protective clothing while practicing medicine, covered by a leather coat, and wore a gas mask with a filter on her face, leaving no skin exposed.
“No problem. I saw the problem with the blood at a glance and even reminded those Sh bugs to be careful. Whether they actually listened, I don’t know… Wait! You said touching the skin could spread it?!” Amelia suddenly asked.
“Yes, yes, you touched it?” I was startled.
“No, but this isn’t normal. Normally, blood transmission doesn’t occur unless bodily fluids directly enter the body. Why is yours spread through the skin? This is too abnormal,” Amelia said.
