Chapter 227 Near Death
The doctor still endured his fear and diligently examined the patient, and then told her regretfully, "It's a severe infectious disease, not as serious as the Black Death, but it won't last long. Your body has been overstretched for more than a month."
After receiving this news, Sera breathed a sigh of relief, but Rose Hill's face was as cold as an ice sculpture.
She asked: "How long can I live?"
"The sound of organ failure can be heard. They are all whining. There is also a serious problem with your lungs. I think you will die of respiratory failure soon. There is only a week left."
Rose Hill stood up at once, and the movement was so loud that even the big sofa behind him was pushed out a little. He bit out a few words from his teeth, "Get out."
The doctor left a little medicine, gave Sera one last look with pity and sympathy, and ran away while carrying the things.
Sera sighed softly, and the next second, a shadow enveloped her.
Rose Hill came in front of her and blocked the warm winter sun coming in from the window. His pale and colorless face instantly became red, and those reddish colors made him look like a normal human being.
This way of soaking in the sun didn't bother him. He sat on the edge of the bed, pressed his hands on both sides of her body, and said viciously: "Do you think this will be your end? I won't let you die here. , becoming a vampire will make you hate me, and will make you run away from my fish or that smelly wolf, so I will kill them first."
Sera felt that he was a little confused now. She stared at him quietly, seeing those colors that were about to ignite and burn him, but he couldn't feel any pain, and his scarlet eyes were stubborn and crazy.
She suddenly said: "You hid the fact that I am here from them."
Rose Hill's expression became even more terrifying, "Why, who do you want to see? That mermaid?"
As soon as he said this, he stopped suddenly.
That was the only person who could cure her, and no disease would happen to her.
He suddenly became quiet, and Sierra probably guessed what he was thinking.
She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but Rose Hill's tight shoulders relaxed. His short blond hair was a little messy, and he felt decadent. He said to himself, "Actually, it's not difficult to be a vegetarian."
Sierra looked at him blankly and asked subconsciously: "When you went hunting in the castle before, what did you kill if it wasn't a human being?"
"Bear."
"Deer, leopard."
Vegan, that's what it means.
Rose Hill straightened up, and within a few breaths, he had already made a plan in his mind to contact Luo Xied.
When he was about to pull away, a pair of soft arms wrapped around him, making him freeze in place.
Sierra leaned over and hugged him, hugged his head to her chest, hugged him intimately, and used her furry sleeves to help him block the sunlight falling on his skin.
Her hair was scattered on his face, and her voice was delicate and warm.
"Before I lose my heartbeat, I allow you to transform me."
A huge temptation hit Rose Hill without warning, causing him to breathe quickly. The hand on the quilt easily opened the quilt and grabbed a lot of lint inside.
"What did you say?" He suppressed and asked her, raising his head in disbelief.
"Rose Hill, I give you permission to transform me before I lose my heartbeat."
Sera's smile was warmer than the sun. The withered flowers bloomed for the last time before death, and the beauty took away all his heart.
She was suddenly pushed onto the bed, and the cotton wool squeezed out from the torn sheets. Rose Hill held her waist, pressing her down and asking for a kiss frantically.
The infection situation in the hospital in the small town has worsened, the front line has been lost, and a large number of St. Warren's troops are coming here.
Many people fled.
Sera's seat by the window could see the hospital, where patients and medicines were being transferred. She stared for a long time without seeing Carol. She heard from Aldin that many nurses had died in just a few days.
She wasn't sure if she was dead too, her body just dumped in a bush somewhere.
When she heard someone opening the door and coming in, she asked without looking back, "Aren't we going to retreat?"
"I sent people over, no one can break in here." Rose Hill put the dinner plate down and naturally put his arm around her shoulders.
"Okay." Sierra understood in her heart.
For vampires, the invasion of human armies is just the beginning of a blood feast.
They won't mind the fresh food running all over the place.
The doctor said there was only a week left.
Nowadays, apart from coughing up blood and having nosebleeds all day long, Sierra can't eat anything and can't stand up.
The disease was ravaging her body, and her face became uglier day by day, even turning as gray as before death.
But she is very stubborn, so stubborn that she must wait for the moment when her heartbeat is about to lose.
On the fifth day of organ failure, she developed a high fever again. Doctors said that once the blood vessels ruptured, she would die immediately.
“Find a way to do something!”
Rose Hill's voice growled from the bedside.
Sierra saw a line of system words that she had not seen for a long time.
It was suspended in front of her eyes, reminding her that she was walking towards death.
She curled up on the bed and didn't want to move.
Rosehill sat at the end of the bed for a long time, then finally went downstairs and made a phone call.
On the night of the sixth day, St. Warren's army rushed into the town. Before some people could leave, the streets were filled with the cries of prisoners.
The only luxurious house that was still blatantly lit was surrounded by a human army.
The leader was a young soldier with black skin and white hair. He spoke fluent English and asked the people inside to come out and surrender obediently, and to give up the house for them to rest.
Aldin led two vampires to guard the door, and said in a gentle manner: "Our master is resting inside."
A bullet hit his shoulder unceremoniously. He took a step back, looked down at the holes in his clothes, shook his head and sighed, "Humans broke the rules and took the initiative to provoke a war with us. Let's kill them."
Like phantoms in the dark night, they disappeared before the eyes of the army. Before the leader could understand what was going on, his neck was broken and his body was thrown out like a rag.
"ah!!"
No matter how loud the screams were, Sera could hardly hear them. The high fever made her confused. She pressed Rose Hill's cold hand to cool herself down.
The corpses of St. Warren's soldiers lay strewn outside the door of the house where she lived.
Aldin stood at the door like an immovable defending god, with a gentle face admonishing all the soldiers who tried to break in.
If the advice is ineffective, their bodies will appear in the streets, dying miserably.
Each of the vampires had their stomachs full and their bloodthirsty eyes open, happy to play this hunting game of guarding and chasing.
On the morning of the seventh day, Losid and Eric arrived after receiving the news.
Aldin took the initiative to step aside and let the person in.
Sierra's breathing was extremely weak. Her high fever persisted all night long, and less and less breath entered her lungs.