Chapter 292
My Empire Chapter 292
2020-11-03
Chapter 292 292 Waking upIn Chris's room, the doctors are still worrying about Your Majesty's condition, they really I don't know when the emperor Your Majesty in front of me, the emperor Your Majesty lying peacefully in bed, will wake up.
The doctor who has been measuring Chris's blood pressure has very stable data, and he is also one of the few doctors who thinks Your Majesty is not a big problem: "Your Majesty's blood pressure has always been normal, and it has been a day. It's been a long time...no fluctuations."
"Heart rate has always been regular, and his physical function seems to be good, except that he has not woken up, he is exactly like a normal person." The ECG is also normal, which is It also made many people more confident about Chris's so-called illness.
The old doctor led by his hands behind his back, looked at the various documents and data on the table in front of him, and sighed dejectedly: "None of the normal people I have treated are as normal as Your Majesty. He is very healthy, and there is no problem with him!"
"Why can't he wake up without a problem." Luther stayed by Chris' bedside, followed closely, and asked with a displeased expression .
"I don't know about magic, but I think this hibernation may be a form of self-protection for Your Majesty's body." Possible speculation.
"Self-preservation?" Luther frowned.
"Yes! Self-protection! He is normal. He must have been attacked at other levels, or he was under some excessive pressure, so he entered a coma." The old doctor nodded and replied.
Just as the two of them were talking, a note-taking pen that was beside Chris' bed vibrated slightly.
"You still haven't told me when Your Majesty will wake up!" Luther looked a little impatient,
"Maybe Your Majesty will wake up next second, Maybe a year later." The old doctor had no choice but to answer Luther's question truthfully.
Medicine will never be any different from witchcraft when it comes to the magical body. From the old doctor's point of view, Chris may really wake up suddenly after a few seconds, or he may not be able to wake up for the rest of his life.
However, he didn't have the guts to say that Your Majesty might not wake up in his life, so he put it in a more euphemistic way: a year later...
And the so-called one. Years later, if people haven't woken up yet, they will have to wait another year.
Anyway, Chris Your Majesty's medical environment is incomparable, so even if Chris can't wake up and just falls asleep, there's no problem. Every day, someone will help him wipe his body, help him exercise his muscles, use the best nutrient solution, and enjoy the most comprehensive physical function test.
Even if he just lays down like this, he will live happier than many people in this world, with no problems in food and clothing.
However, these doctors may not know that this state will not last for a year at all, and the "Yellow Springs Project" has been launched and may be implemented at any time. Once this plan is executed, then this world will become Chris's burial.
Chris will be buried with everyone, and the entire world will become a coffin. Under a climate-changing attack, this world may eventually become a devil's paradise, and the entire human civilization will become history.
"Try your Majesty blood test again. Blood can directly reflect the changes in a person's body. There is no doubt about that." A doctor saw that Luther's face was extremely ugly, so he again Opening suggested.
"You better stop wasting your time! Wake up Your Majesty as soon as possible! Otherwise you will all regret your incompetence." Luther stated a fact, but said it more like a threat .
As they spoke, the pen that had just moved slightly began to melt a little bit. It was like a chocolate candy, slightly deformed, and the ink oozing out and flowing along the table.
"Let's do a blood test!" Finally, the doctors finally reached a consensus and were ready to give Chris another blood test.
"I said..." A little nurse who saw the leaking pen stared at the pen on the table, and opened her mouth to ask the people around them if they also saw the melting pen Deformed pen.
"Don't interrupt! Miss Nurse, you have no right to express your opinion! Watch Your Majesty's blood pressure!" A doctor interrupted the little nurse impatiently.
At this time, a doctor hurriedly pushed open the door of the ward, and then walked to several attending doctors: "No need for blood test, I just came over from the blood room, Your Majesty's blood. There is a problem."
"Is there a problem with the blood? What is the problem? Are you sure there is a problem?" Several doctors changed their faces and asked anxiously towards each other.
Luther also looked nervously, hoping to immediately hear about Chris Your Majesty's condition.
"For sure!" The doctor replied with a wry smile.
"What's the reason? Did you test it with a spare machine?" Several doctors asked, their breathing changed slightly.
The doctor held up the bottle with Chris' blood in his hand and put it in front of several people: "No need to check with instruments...because you can see it!"
In all Under the people's gaze, in the test tube containing Chris' blood, the blood of red seemed to be boiling, and a viscous magical aura like liquid rolled out from the blood of red.
"That..." The little girl, who had been staring at the pen, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and spoke again, her voice was so abrupt in the quiet room, so everyone looked towards this nurse.
She found that everyone's attention was drawn, she stretched out her hand nervously, pointed to the table in the distance cautiously, and asked, "I just wanted to ask...that, that. The pen...is it normal?"
Then, everyone's eyes were on the pen again, and everyone saw the ink leaking out, and the pen was now twisted , as if being burned and roasted.
What's even more bizarre is that the table under the pen was intact and unaffected by the melting of the pen. It was as if the hot temperature of the pen had nothing to do with it.
"What the hell is going on here?" Luther walked over and reached out to take the pen, but he felt the hot temperature from the pen in an instant: "Damn it! Is it magic?"
The next second, the infusion tube connected to Chris melted, and the nutrient solution and various medicines to maintain the state of the body were poured out, causing all the people in the room. The people were very embarrassed.
They saw the liquid floating in the air and the flames melted the velvet quilt on Chris. They saw the flames wrap around Chris's body, scorching the metal headboard red, but not hurting Chris's skin in the slightest.
The lights began to flicker uneasily, and all the instruments in the house began to malfunction. Finally, the overhead light finally burst and burst, causing everyone to scream in horror.
Outside the door, the guards who heard the voice inside the house and Vagron Dez and the others broke through the door, and then saw these terrifying scenes like supernatural phenomena. They all froze at the door, and even forgot to ask why they were shouting thoroughly.
They saw Chris's body suspended on the bed, and the whole person seemed to be floating there like a magician, without any external force, just floating in a terrifying way, showing that he was different.
When everyone was so frightened that they didn't know what to do, the nutrient solution and glucose droplets suspended in the air fell down and fell on the ground, splashing everyone's pant legs.
The flames wrapped around Chris also went out, and the hapless pen was branded into the tabletop, scorching the surrounding wood tabletop black.
Immediately afterwards, Chris opened his eyes, and his whole body lost the power to float, he stood up all at once, and stood on the bed. He stretched his waist and looked towards the terrified Luther and the others: "What the hell is going on here? The world war started here?"
He wanted to be humorous, But seeing everyone in the room staring blankly at him, he could only cough in embarrassment, cover up his mouth and ask, "Well, these things are all... I smashed them?"
Actually, he is quite sorry. After all, he made such a mess in a room, and he made such a mess when he was unconscious, and it was really shameful to be in front of so many people.
So he wanted to save a little bit of his image, so he explained: "Actually, I didn't know anything just now, so...why did I make such a big move, I'm not quite clear... ...you...what are you all here for?"
He stood on the bed, overlooking the door and everyone in the room, and asked, "You look at me like this, I'm so embarrassed! Luther! Luther! What's going on? Is there something on my face?"
Having said this, he lowered his head and looked towards himself, wanting to Finding the difference in himself, he saw his naked body, standing on the bed without any cover.
"That, Your Majesty...I have something else to do." Vagron coughed and lifted his foot to exit the ward. Dez also turned around sadly, wanting to leave this awkward place.
The little nurse looked at Chris, blushing and bowing her head, and occasionally glanced at Chris's body from the corner of her eyes, thinking that Your Majesty's capital is really extraordinary natural talent...
"..." Chris felt that he had thrown away all the people who could be thrown away as an emperor, so he jumped out of the hospital bed calmly, and stretched out his hand to Luther: "Where are my pants? Why don't you hurry up and get them?"
(end of this chapter)