1181 Metabolism Is Too Fas

Xia Yingluo couldn't say anything, she could only stutter, "It hurts…"

The school doctor checked her. "It's impossible, it's not your first time, why is it still so painful?" After checking, she realized there wasn't anything wrong with her, so she just gave her a painkiller. "Eat it."

Xia Yingluo took the medicine with the help of the school doctor, but more than half an hour passed and she was still in excruciating pain, and it just didn't seem to get better.

The school doctor reached out and rolled her eyelids. Seeing that her pupils were a little shaky, she knew that things were not good, so she contacted the ambulance to take her to the big hospital. After entering the emergency room, the doctors used various means to rescue her, but her condition did not improve in the slightest, and they couldn't even find out the cause. They helplessly watched her fall into a coma in pain. She had a high fever and started mumbling nonsensical words.

"She can't go on like that," said one of the doctors. "It's going to be fatal."

"But the cause can't be found," said another doctor. "We are already the best hospital in this city. Even in the country, there are few medical standards higher than ours. She'll be hopeless anywhere else."

"We can't just watch her die, right?"

"There's no choice…" The attending doctor groaned. He sighed and said to the school doctor who had brought her, "Contact her family and get a notice of illness."

The school doctor was stunned. What strange disease was this? A perfectly healthy and fine person had to suddenly get a notice of illness! She froze for a few seconds before saying, "Oh… okay." She turned around, frightened out of her mind, and planned to call back to the training camp to let colleagues in the training camp find out the contact information of Xia Yingluo's family.

After walking a few steps, she bumped into someone.

It was a man of long build, wearing a delicate shirt and a pair of trousers. His features were like ice sculptures and were even colder under the pale lights of the hospital corridor. Lightning flashed and rain showered outside, and the light shone on him, pulling his originally thin shadow on the ground for a long time, twisting and deforming it until he looked like some kind of mysterious and dangerous creature.

The school doctor's breath was taken away.

The man said, "Where is Xia Yingluo?"

The school doctor stammered. "You, who are you to her?"

The man smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "I am her… creditor."

Then, he strode into the emergency rescue room in long strides.

The medical staff in the emergency rescue room saw him and scolded. "Who are you? Get out! This is not somewhere you can come into!"

He only swept his eyes past them with a pair of cold and narrow eyes, and everyone suddenly lost their voices—his stare was terrifying. For a moment, it gave them the illusion of being looked at by an unknown beast, and they didn't dare to make a single move in case they alerted him.

Wei Lingnan ignored them and walked to Xia Yingluo's bed and bent down.

"Ah Luo," he whispered, stroking her cheek gently with his bony fingers. Her temperature was abnormally high, her cheeks flushed, and her lips pale.

He leaned down and dropped a kiss on her lips.

There was a gloomy flickering of lights between his thin lips and teeth, which soon disappeared into her lips and vanished completely.

He straightened up and watched as her breathing calmed down and the flushing on her cheeks faded away.

"Stable… the patient's condition is stable!" A doctor stared at the data on the medical device and suddenly shouted in joy. The other medical staff also turned around and saw that the red letter that had been flashing critically had been replaced by the green character jumping steadily.

They couldn't help but cheer and hug each other.

The doctors harbored the hearts of a parent towards his patient, and they were all ecstatic to be able to pull her back from the death line.

In the midst of cheers, someone then thought of Wei Lingnan and came to him, asking, "This gentleman, who are you? Why did she get okay once you got here?"

As soon as this remark was made, everyone looked toward Wei Lingnan.

Wei Lingnan's lips curled up and he walked out as quietly as he had come, burying himself deep in the dark storm.

All the medical staff looked at each other.

"What a weirdo." After a while, someone said.

The attending doctor directed the crowd. "Okay, don't worry about it so much and quickly check the patient's physical signs and take good care of her. Don't let her have a fever again. That person is probably the patient's family. He kissed her and gave the patient spiritual support, which strengthened the patient's willpower to resist death and survive."

This was indeed the most reasonable explanation they could think of.

Someone went to the school doctor and said, "Is that man the patient's boyfriend? Let him see her more, maybe she will be better soon."

The school doctor smiled bitterly and wanted to say where on earth Xia Yingluo could find a boyfriend from? According to the rumors, she had several sugar daddies. However, because this was a bad reputation for the training camp, she stayed silent and let it pass.

She stayed by Xia Yingluo's bed and guarded her the whole night.

The next day, Xia Yingluo opened her eyes and saw the school doctor's awkward face.

"Doctor Zhou," she said faintly. "Where is this, what happened to me?"

Doctor Zhou saw her waking up, and her eyes began to show joy, but it soon turned to anger quickly. "You still have the face to ask? Do you know that you almost died last night? Xia Yingluo, did you conceal some medical history when you entered school. If so, tell me honestly as soon as possible, or your life will be in danger!"

Xia Yingluo thought of what had happened yesterday and smiled bitterly. "How could I have a medical history?"

Obviously, everything happened after meeting Wei Lingnan. If she was sick, it would be because Wei Lingnan had an illness. Who knew what weird disease he had transmitted to her? She thought of this and remembered how on the night at the casino, she had seen his bleeding wound heal at an incredible rate. What if that was a kind of disease?

"Doctor Zhou, do you know what illness…" Xia Yingluo said carefully, "Can make people's wound heal immediately?"

Doctor Zhou froze and sneered. "How could there be such a good disease in this world? If there was, everyone would be fighting to get it!"

"But I really met such a person…"

"Have you got a fever? It's easy for your brain to be damaged if you have a high fever above thirty-eight degrees. You were forty degrees last night, have you gone stupid?"

Xia Yingluo: "…"

Doctor Zhou suddenly felt she shouldn't be so aggressive towards a patient who had just escaped from death. Thus, she changed her perspective and said, "You are hallucinating… oh no, the kind of phenomenon you are talking about, it may be because a certain degree of biological cells are hyperactive and accelerating the metabolism. I guess you could call it a disease. Because usually, the organisms that have too fast a metabolism live shortly."