Chapter 604 Strange Patient Late at night, amidst another round of cheers for magic, Lumian drank the wine in his hand and left the bar with a smile. He could already imagine what Aurore would say if she were here: "You are so boring that you actually used the authority and power of the 'Governor of the Sea' to perform a 'magic' show, using real things to trick those drunkards into thinking they were fake. Is this your prank? You are having so much fun." Lumian replied silently: "Being able to use supernatural powers and the authority of the 'Governor of the Sea' for things like this, rather than in battle, should be what you expect, right? "Isn't this the happiness and future you desire?" In the corridor lit by kerosene wall lamps, Lumian walked on the creaking floorboards and returned step by step to the first-class suite in the silent and deserted environment. Occasionally, snoring and groaning could be heard through the walls on both sides. Near the stairs, there was a room with its door open, reflecting the dim light of a fire. When Lumian passed by there, he looked sideways and saw a holy emblem of life representing the "Mother Earth" engraved on the wall deep in the room - it was a stick figure baby surrounded by symbols such as wheat ears, flowers and spring water. In front of the Holy Emblem of Life stood a man in brown priest robes. He was less than thirty years old, with clean eyes and eyebrows that still made him look young. He had a light brown beard and was holding a thick book in his hand. He was preaching to men and women sitting in different places in the room. Lumian knew that this was a "prayer room," equivalent to a small, mobile church, manned by dedicated clergy. This was quite common in countries that believed in only one god. Whether it was a long-distance ship or a steam train, the needs of believers to pray quietly and listen to teachings were taken into consideration. Lumian, who could basically understand the plateau language, remembered words like "life is precious, harvest is gratifying", retracted his gaze, entered the corridor, and walked up the stairs step by step.

At the same time, Lugano, who had just taken care of Ludwig's midnight snack, heard a knock on the door. "Who?" Lugano was quite surprised, but also a little expectant. This is definitely not the employer. He has the key and will open the door directly. And it's almost 11 o'clock at night. Who would visit others at this time? Could it be that some girl heard the boasting I made on the deck, believed it, and came to me to share a wonderful night with me? Just as he had some erotic thoughts, Lugano heard a rather weak male voice: "I'm here to see Dr. Lugano." Find a doctor... Lugano couldn't help but frown, but still opened the door. Outside was a man wrapped in a thick woolen coat, which formed a sharp contrast with Lugano, who was wearing a linen shirt and thin trousers. Lugano looked the visitor up and down: "I'm Lugano, what can I do for you?" The man had a pale face, dark circles under his eyes, and only a little bit of life could be seen in his brown eyes. He was not very old, probably in his early twenties, but he looked lifeless. The man took a breath and said very weakly: "You can call me Ennio. I heard that you helped several people on the deck find the real cause of their illness and made their conditions improve rapidly. I want to ask you to help me with the treatment. "I have money to pay for the consultation." Seeing that this guy looked sick and about to die, Lugano sighed and said: "Come in, and keep your voice down. You know, I'm the personal physician of a famous person, and he doesn't like to be disturbed by strangers." When Ennio sat on the sofa, Lugano habitually asked about his condition to cover up the subsequent occult diagnosis: "What's wrong with you?" Enio paused for a few seconds before saying: "Since half a month ago, I have become afraid of cold, weak, don't want to eat, have a runny nose and cough repeatedly, and the situation is getting worse and worse." "Hmm..." Lugano nodded, raised his right hand and tapped his forehead lightly, as if thinking about what the patient's self-report could mean. In fact, he took the opportunity to open his "clairvoyance", ready to directly see where the other person's illness was from the color, brightness and thickness of the etheric body. Just by taking a look, Lugano almost jumped up in fright: Is the patient sitting in front of me still alive?

In Lugano's eyes, the white color in Ennio's etheric body that enveloped his entire body and represented overall balance had turned gray and black, which was a sign that his illness was serious and he was close to death. This was not what shocked and astonished Lugano. What frightened him the most was: The orange color on the other person's body, representing the health of organs such as excretion and detoxification, has become completely dark and no longer has any brightness. This shows that the corresponding part has long lost its function and no longer plays any role! Similarly, the yellow representing the digestive system, the green representing the heart and regulatory system, and the blue representing the throat and part of the nervous system have all become dark and lost their luster. The only color left on Ennio's body is red on his hands and feet and purple on the surface of his head. What do these “inspection results” mean? This means that Ennio is a person whose heart no longer beats, whose intestines no longer move, and whose internal organs have lost their functions, but who can still think, move and speak! "Son of a bitch, where did this monster come from!" Lugano, who encountered this kind of "patient" for the first time, cursed in his heart and trembled a little. He was afraid that the other party would suddenly say: "Doctor, I'm very cold. Please lend me your skin to wrap myself. Doctor, I want to eat. Please lend me your stomach and intestines..." Seeing Lugano remained silent, Ennio asked worriedly: "Doctor, what's wrong with me?" Sick? Lugano muttered madly to himself: Wake up. If your heart stops beating and there is no blood circulation, of course you will feel cold! People whose stomachs are not moving will definitely have no appetite! As his thoughts raced, Lugano pondered for a moment and said: "Your problem is very serious. I need to do further analysis and observation before I can draw a conclusion. Can you come back to me tomorrow morning? "Of course, before that, I need to draw some blood from you for research." "No problem." Although Ennio had little confidence in Lugano, he still stretched out his right hand with the mentality that it was better to give it a try than to do nothing. Lugano, who had all the tools, used a needle, a rubber hose and a glass blood collection bottle to draw some blood from Ennio. He found that although the blood was dark in color, it still had basic vitality. Then he listened to the other person's heartbeat and heard a thumping sound in his ears. It was weak but real. Strange... Lugano took the opportunity of auscultating the heart and prescribing medicine to quietly let his palms glow faintly and gave Ennio a simple treatment. Ennio suddenly became more alert and seemed to have regained some strength. "Thank you, doctor, your massage and medicine are effective. Thank you so much!" Ennio left the suite with a happy face. None of the doctors he had seen before could make him feel even a little better. This time he planned to take a boat to the south and then take a steam train to the headquarters of the "Mother Earth" Church to see a doctor. After watching Ennio leave in confusion, Lugano finally waited for his employer to return. He quickly told Lumian what had just happened, and finally said: "I have his blood. Can you find someone to divine the truth?" "Divination?" Lumian laughed, took the blood collection bottle containing a small amount of blood, and knocked on the door of Ludwig's children's room. "Take a sip and see what knowledge you can gain." With the mentality of not letting go of anything that could be used, Lumian handed the blood bottle to Ludwig. Ludwig's expression didn't change. He gulped down the liquid in the blood collection bottle just like he was drinking milk before bed. This made Lugano look confused, with surprise and confusion in his eyes. After tasting the blood for a while, Ludwig said at a moderate pace: “Missing stomach, missing small and large intestines, missing lungs, missing liver and pancreas… "It's like being dead, living on the power of the occult... "It will take less than a week for him to die completely..." This... Lugano was surprised that Ludwig not only drank human blood, but also made many serious judgments. He was also stunned that Ennio really didn't have those organs anymore. He had previously thought that it had only lost the corresponding function.

According to Ludwig, isn't Ennio a dead man? What happened to him? "What should we do?" Lugano looked at Lumian. Lumian laughed: "What can we do? Go find the captain, the ship's security chief, or the priest in the prayer room and report this matter. They will handle it." Lugano nodded first, then hesitated and said: "But will this expose the fact that I'm a Beyonder?" "Just tell them that you are Louis Berry's servant." Lumian said calmly. "Okay." Lugano didn't mind the servant's words. After thinking for a while, he asked in confusion, "Did you hear any strange noises at night? I occasionally hear babies crying." “Baby?” Lumian asked back, then shook his head. “I didn’t hear you.” Lugano muttered to himself: "Is there a baby crying on this floor?" He then looked at Lumian: "Shall I go to the Captain now?" Lumian's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and said: "Tomorrow morning." "Okay." Lugano agreed without hesitation. He also wanted to wait until dawn and the sun rose before doing this. Otherwise, reporting such a strange problem in the dark night always made him feel that something unexpected would happen. The sun will make him feel safe! Lumian didn't ask any more questions or give any more instructions. He went into the room, washed up and went to bed. But he didn't sleep. Instead, he half closed his eyes, waiting for something. After an unknown amount of time, Lumian heard a slight creaking sound. The door of a room was gently opened. Lumian suddenly turned over and sat up, rushing to the door silently, and quietly pushed the door, which was not completely closed, open a crack. He saw a figure slowly walking out from Lugano's servant's room. It was Lugano in a linen shirt, his eyes open but strangely empty and unfocused, and his face expressionless. Lugano sleepwalked towards the door of the suite. (End of this chapter)