Chapter 345: 344 strange

Chapter 345: 344 strange

Chapter 345 344. Strange

Lann watched helplessly as Gascoigne took out a glass bottle with a syringe from the inner pocket of his jacket.

The bottle was filled with a clear liquid that was yellowish and almost blood-red.

Looks like some kind of serum after processed blood.

He didn't even look carefully for blood vessels or anything like that, he just felt one of Henrik's legs and then stabbed it in neatly.

With the injection of the liquid in the bottle, Henryk's wounds healed at an alarming speed, and the lost blood seemed to be produced out of thin air in his body.

This old hunter, who was originally cold and limp due to heavy bleeding, all the indicators suddenly returned to normal after this injection.

Gascoigne put the empty glass bottle into his arms and stood up as if he had received an injection and there was no need to worry about it.

And Henrik really doesnt need to worry about it.

The old hunter, whose clavicle artery had just been opened, stood up naturally at this time.

Lan En looked at it in a daze.

No, wait a moment. Am I a mutant or are you mutants?

Even if I drink a big bottle of [Pure White Lafayd], it may not be as good as your shot!

Although Gascoigne was blindfolded, he seemed to be able to detect Lan En's expression easily.

This is [blood therapy].

He pulled open his outer cover towards Lan En. On the inside of the outer cover, there were two small syringes filled with faint yellow liquid serum.

Actually, if your illness is urgent, you can completely ignore the cumbersome rituals and appointments in the church and just inject this into your body.

Lan En nodded blankly, but for some reason, after seeing such an immediate effect of [blood therapy], he became even more resistant.

There is something wrong with this thing and it is disgusting.

This feeling kept popping up in Lan En's heart.

Gascoignes blood collection bottle looks a little stained, but that is dirt from the process of hunting lycanthropic patients, and will not affect the serum in the blood collection bottle.

But Lan En just felt that the thing was dirty and disgusting.

It's like it feels like there's a bunch of plankton inside.

Let me know more about [blood therapy]. Lets talk about it later. Henrik, what happened to you just now? If I had reacted slower, you would have almost had your head taken off by that monster!

The young man asked the old hunter seriously. Being distracted during an encounter is a mistake that even a rookie who has only wielded a knife a few times should not make.

Henric's behavior was as abnormal as an ordinary person suddenly going crazy for no apparent reason.

By the way, Lan also asked Gascoigne.

This is not right, Henrik.

Before the young witcher could speak, Gascoigne spoke more directly to Henrik.

The priest's tone also became serious and solemn.

I have never seen a beast with blood-red eyes. Is that what you were looking for? Have you seen this kind of beast before?

This focus was different from Lan En's, so he recalled the eyes of ordinary lycanthropy patients.

Mentos accurately retrieved the memory images and projected them to the corners of the field of vision.

That was the first lycanthrope patient Lan En encountered. In addition to the large areas of bloodshot eyes, the round pupils collapsed and melted, like a stain spreading in the eyes. .

Those are the pupils of a lycanthropic patient, and these eyes are like blood gems

Yes, Ive seen it, but that was, that was a long, long time ago.

Hunter who was dug from the collarbone to the artery opened his mouth for the first time after standing up from the ground. The voice was difficult and contradictory, as if he was refusing to acknowledge some fact before his eyes.

Henric stood up and let out a sigh of relief.

Just put these three corpses here, dont touch them.

But Henrik, on the night of the hunt, hunters are required to burn all the corpses they kill in order to stop the beastly plague. You know this.

Gascoyne calmly repeated the hunter's job requirements, but the old hunter who should have been more calm seemed to be a little unable to control his emotions at this time.

Dont worry about the rules for now, I will go find the people from the church and ask them to come and take a look. This is not right! They must come and take a look!

Amid Henrik's uncontrollable roar, Gascoigne rationally stopped trying to dissuade him.

It seems you do know something, Henrik.

The priest put the trumpet gun back under the cover and asked calmly.

I wont ask more questions. Do you have any advice for me or Viola?

After mentioning the name of Viola, Gascoigne's wife, the old hunter suddenly calmed down a lot.

After a moment of silence, his three-cornered hat shook feebly.

"Suggestion. Let Viola stay at home and prepare enough incense to drive away beasts. Yes, even if this hunting night has just passed, you must urge her and let her prepare enough incense. And about you?"

Always ready to fight, Gascoigne. Always ready to hunt the beasts, and then pray, to the gods you once believed in, to the gods you believe in now, to all the gods you can think of. Pray that this was just an accident.

After saying that, the old hunter in the yellow coat walked out of the alley alone.

Ill come find you at supper and let Viola cook more.

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