Alien Relic Hunter

Ivan's clinic is located in the North Fourth District, not too far from Ke Lan's home. It only took less than twenty minutes for Ke Lan and Akira Asano to arrive at the door of the clinic.

Hound and Layton were a little further away, but they rented a car directly and were one step ahead of Ke Lan.

When the two of them saw Akira Asano following Ke Lan, their originally anxious faces finally showed a touch of surprise.

"Akira Asano? When did you come back?" Layton rubbed his hands excitedly. His broken mechanical arm was finally replaced, but judging from the degree of wear and tear of the parts, this should be just a piece of equipment. Transitional secondhand.

"Just now." Asano Akira's answer was exactly the same as before.

"Where's Zoligatu? Is he still alive?"

"Alive, now in the public medical clinic in Dongjiu District, he is unwilling to wear a prosthetic limb, and he has to wait in line for a month for the reconstruction surgery of the amputated limb." Akira Asano said,

"Well, it's good that you two are still alive. Let's not talk about this for now. Let's go and see the doctor how he is doing." Hound sighed and opened the door of the clinic first.

Ivan's girlfriend Natasha was sitting in the lobby of the clinic waiting for them. She was wearing a protective suit that Ivan used when he went out to explore the ruins. The size of the protective suit was several sizes larger than her body, so she had to use it. The tape tied the sleeves and trousers tightly so that normal movements would not be affected.

"As you said, I hid Ivan in the basement." Seeing Ke Lan and others coming in, Natasha stood up quickly - the place where she was sitting was the entrance to the basement.

"You haven't been in contact with Ivan, have you?" Ke Lan asked.

Natasha shook her head.

"That's good." Ke Lan glanced at Natasha's bucket-like fully enclosed helmet. There was an oxygen tank connected to the tube behind the helmet.

"The infection should not be airborne, otherwise we would have been infected."

"Ke Lan, there's nothing wrong with you, right? I remember you helped Ivan before." Hound added from the side.

"I should be fine. Ivan had just been infected at that time and it hadn't spread to his body yet, and I didn't have direct contact with his wounds." Ke Lan said, taking out the prepared rubber gloves from his pocket and giving them to everyone. .

"Anyway, it's better to be careful... I'm not sure if Ivan's current 'arm' will be offensive..."

The passage to the basement has been opened, and under the guidance of Natasha, Ke Lan and others walked down the steps step by step.

The basement is also the operating room of this clinic. The temperature inside is adjusted very low, and even the glass walls of the sterile cubicles are covered with a layer of white frost.

"I think...low, low temperature might be able to delay the progression of the infection..." Natasha murmured.

"I'm afraid it's useless." Ke Lan glanced at the vital sign monitoring equipment aside. The numbers on it showed that Ivan's body temperature had reached an astonishing 41 degrees Celsius.

The mutated cells have invaded his whole body, and his own immune system is losing ground.

Entering the sterile cubicle, Ke Lan saw Ivan lying on the operating chair from the previous video. His body was fixed by dozens of non-woven fabric restraints, especially the completely mutated arm. , tied like a rice dumpling, tightly attached to the armrest of the chair.

There are two tracheas stuck in his nose, and the tracheas are connected to a ventilator nearby, which continuously pumps oxygen into Ivan's lungs.

"Well done." Ke Lan gave Natasha a thumbs up.

Being able to accomplish all this in such a short period of time is already much better than the average person, especially in this situation where care leads to chaos.

"...I need vascular clamps, scalpels, scissors, tweezers...Oh yes, I also need some hormones, not dexamethasone, which will suppress the body's own immune function. Do you have any epinephrine?"

"Ke Lan...are you planning to cut off Ivan's arm entirely?" Hound asked from the side.

"The infection has spread. It's too late to just cut off the arm..." Ke Lan shook his head, "But at least we have to grasp the extent of the infection first."

Those surgical tools were quickly found by Natasha, along with three bottles of epinephrine hydrochloride injection in brown light-proof glass tubes.

Ke Lan raised his hand to adjust the angle of the shadowless lamp, and then carefully untied the restraints on his alienated arms.

"Leiton, use your robotic arm to help me hold this 'arm' down. It may cause a stress reaction when the knife is cut." Ke Lan turned around and said.

"Okay." Layton nodded. A pair of iron pliers protruded from the front end of his robotic arm, clamping the elbow and wrist of the alienated arm respectively.

Ke Lan put on a mask, raised the scalpel, and stabbed it in quickly!

As he expected, these entangled tentacles struggled violently, but compared to the power of the mechanical arm, they were too weak. Ke Lan raised his knife and dropped it, and a tentacle about three centimeters long came out from The upper part of the alienated arm was separated.

"No blood vessels and nerve tissue were found...the bones and soft tissues of the arm remain intact, but the muscles and fat have completely disappeared...the area below the elbow has been completely alienated, and the tissue cells above the elbow have been severely invaded. Judging from the degree of invasion, it is basically It was determined that the infection had spread throughout the body.”

"Then... can he be saved?" The hound's face looked ugly, while Natasha on the other side was covering her mouth and sobbing.

"I'm not sure. I suspect his lungs have also undergone abnormality. He needs a thoracotomy, otherwise he won't survive tonight."

"Rather than making him suffer so much, why not..." The hound showed a trace of unbearability.

"There is a way, but..." Ke Lan hesitated, "Let's do the surgery first, I will talk to you later."

Anesthesia, disinfection, selecting the fourth intercostal space to open the chest, then removing the mutated lung tissue, stopping the bleeding, connecting the artificial lung, and then suturing... The whole operation took more than three hours, but in After being connected to the artificial lung, Ivan's breathing was obviously much smoother than before, and his vital signs also improved from a critical state.

"But the problem is still not solved." Taking off his blood-stained gloves, Ke Lan exhaled tiredly, "Old dog, do you still remember how we killed the mutant in that settlement?" Messenger'?"

"You mean...flesh-eating worms?!"

"Yes." Ke Lan nodded.

"Are you planning to go to that undersea city?" Hound immediately reacted. He wanted to get clues about the flesh-eating worms. Apart from the Security Bureau, the only thing he had was the video he sent before.

"But we first have to determine whether the corpse in the video is a parasite of flesh-eating worms, otherwise everything is empty talk."

"Have you ever thought about the feasibility of the plan? Even if there are indeed flesh-eating worms in the undersea city, it is a ruins with an A-level initial rating. Do you know how many people will die exploring such a ruins? If you just want to save Ivan alone. , if everyone's lives are involved, then I will never agree...I'm sorry, Natasha..." The hound shook his head at the girl.

"We don't necessarily have to enter the ruins. Judging from the information provided by Bartelty and the information from the Hunter Network, no one has been able to enter the underwater city yet. In other words, the person in the video is most likely outside the ruins. Parasitized." Ke Lan said.