book of old days

Chapter 11 Toxemia
Knowledge left over from an ancient lost civilization?

Sean looked at the old cover and couldn't help feeling a little suspicious. The story Alhaz told sounded so absurd and bizarre, it looked like the doomsday fantasy of a crazy novelist.

He looked at Alhaz's serious eyes, and thought to himself, could this guy be fooling himself?

"You mean, what is recorded in this book is the black technology left by the ancient civilization? What exactly is it?"

"No, it's not so much technology as it is—magic! This book records an ancient ritual called alien world summoning. According to the description in this book, outside our real world , there are still many alien dimensions. These special dimensions cannot be understood by human cognition, nor can they be contacted from the physical level. form of life descended into this world."

"Summon a life form from a different dimension?" Sean was a little surprised when he heard it, and then became vigilant. He thought of some horror movies he had seen in the past - "Alien", "Mist", "Monster" Shape" and the like, the more I think about it, the more something is wrong.

"Sounds like a very dangerous feeling, what are you doing summoning those things? Are you courting death?"

"Creatures from different dimensions are indeed dangerous, but as long as they are used properly, they can still bring unimaginable benefits." Alhaz turned a few pages, and turned over a page with illustrations, "For example this one - from the Purgatory Demon Realm Devil, as long as you can successfully summon the devil, you can ask it to fulfill the three wishes of the summoner."

devil?desire?Well, this broken book is really not a good thing.

He has also seen this type of movies and novels in his previous life, such as "Monkey's Paw", "Pet Cemetery", "Ghost Show", etc. If he summed up any truth from them, it is to make this kind of wish People's endings are usually not very happy.

Seeing Xiao En's disapproval, Alhaz became a little anxious, "Don't you understand? The knowledge contained in this book is unprecedented. I have been searching for decades in this world, looking for supernatural Power, looking for ancient legends and mysterious and unknown existence, now this power is in front of our eyes, what should we summon, even if there is a risk, that is the price we must face.”

Xiao En thought about summoning a ghost, how evil this thing looks, what if a monster that can't be dealt with is summoned out, I'm afraid it will die and I don't know how to die.

He has been exposed to many games, movies and TV series in his previous life, so he is naturally wary of such strange items of unknown origin.

"No, I don't intend to summon, I—cough cough," Sean suddenly coughed violently while speaking.

His lungs felt as if they were on fire, and there was a rumbling in his stomach. He coughed vigorously, accompanied by a strong dizziness, a bit like the feeling when he woke up in the morning, but it was more serious.

He fell from the chair and fell to the ground as soon as he tilted his body, his whole body was in pain.

"What's wrong with you, Sean?" Alhaz walked over, but still holding the 'Book of the Old Days' in his hand.

"I have to... I have to go to the doctor... don't use the summoning spell in this book, ahem, don't—"

He felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, and Alhaz's face was gradually blurred in his sight. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a gleam of joy on the other person's face.

Sean didn't go into a coma for too long, he faintly woke up from the coma and found himself lying on a hospital bed.

A doctor in a beak mask was moving a receiver over his chest, the cold metal making his skin tingle.

"You're awake," came the doctor's voice from behind the mask, in a low voice.

Sean asked feebly, "What's wrong with me, doctor?"

"Blood poison."

blood poisoning?What the hell is that?

"There is a problem with your blood. They continue to produce toxins that erode your bones, internal organs, and even your brain. You may feel nausea, dizziness, and various stress pains."

The more Sean listened, the more confused he became. In his previous life, he had never heard of such a thing as blood poisoning disease.

"Can it be cured?"

"It's difficult, but I will try my best. You lie down first, and you will feel much more comfortable when I bleed some blood for you."

bloodletting?Sean finally remembered at this time that the medicine of this era is not a later generation, it is relatively primitive, and the more popular medical theory is the theory of body fluids. There are four kinds of body fluids in the human body, namely blood, mucus, yellow bile, and black blood. bile.

If a person gets sick, most of the time it is a problem with a certain body fluid, so as long as the corresponding body fluid is treated in a targeted manner, the so-called blood poisoning disease may be any kind of disease, but in the eyes of doctors, it may be that there is a problem with the blood.

The treatment methods of doctors in this era are very 'retro', and bloodletting is one of the commonly used treatment methods.

When it comes to bloodletting, Sean inevitably reminds him of Charles II in history.

On February 1685, 2, King Charles II of England suddenly fell ill.According to later published records, the royal physicians did not know exactly what caused the cause, but they administered a series of powerful treatments to Charles II.

The first is 700 ml of bloodletting.Then, perhaps to cleanse his stomach, the doctor gave him antimony—a poisonous metal that caused Charles II to vomit.The doctor gave him several enemas.Probably in order to eliminate the virus, the doctor shaved Charles II's hair, washed his scalp with disinfectant, and wiped pigeon droppings on the soles of his feet.Then another 300ml of blood was given to him.Then I gave him a little candy to cheer him up a little.Maybe he didn't cheer up enough, so he poked his body with a red-hot fire stick.

But the king's illness was still not getting better, so the doctor put two more big moves.The first is to find a prisoner, torture the prisoner to death, then open the prisoner's skull, drip a total of 40 drops of liquid from the skull, and let Charles II drink the liquid.The second is to get a goat from East India and feed the goat stones. When the stones enter the goat's intestines, they take out the stones, grind them into powder, and pour them down the throat of Charles II.

Four days later, on February 2, Charles II died.

Well, yes, this is the level of medical care in Europe in the seventeenth century.

When Sean saw this story, he thought it was quite funny, but now, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Sean always thought that the level of science and technology in this world should be higher, so it must be at the level of the eighteenth century century high bar).

However, it was not until the doctor mentioned bloodletting that he suddenly realized that although this world has universities, trains, revolvers and chalk cameras, it is still essentially an ignorant age in which technological civilization is still in its infancy.

The doctor wearing a bird's beak mask in front of him may not be better than the 'royal doctors' who treated Charles II.

He really didn't have the guts to let these doctors treat him.

"Ahem, no need, I think I'm much better, and I should be fine after taking a rest."

"No, you have something to do. Toxemia is a very serious disease, and it may even be fatal. But don't worry, I will try my best to heal you. I will never let any patient go until the last moment."

As Dr. Bird's Beak spoke, he opened the toolbox beside him, pliers, tweezers, razor, bone scraper, bloodletting device, saw... Sean shuddered with fear from the dazzling array of tools.

"I said no more!"

He sat up excitedly.

The doctor wanted to do something, and Sean just pulled out the pistol, thank God he always carried this thing.

Faced with the threat of a pistol, the doctor finally gave in.

He spread his hands angrily, "Well, if you insist, but I still think you should receive treatment, you are risking your own life."

(End of this chapter)