A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 941: Are You Nervous? That Mage Came to Save You?

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

The heart thudded violently against the chest. Lynn had to clench his fist, resisting the urge to press against his heart:

The heart was wrapped by the pericardium, which was covered by the lungs and pleura, and only then by the ribs.

The bottom of the pericardium was attached to the diaphragm, meaning it was fixed and wouldn't randomly bounce around... It wouldn't beat so hard it hit the ribs!

No need to press, pressing wouldn't help!

He had personally dissected more than one body in the Black Crow Swamp, seeing it clearly!

Lynn took a deep breath, lifted his head, and stared directly at Nierka.

He forced himself to ignore her beautiful appearance, her face covered in gold powder, and the mysterious, enchanting runes. He focused on her pupils, his voice cold:

"Besides him, who else did you capture?"

"We caught an elven girl with very beautiful white hair, shiny and bright;

A particularly rough giant, carrying a big stick;

And a warrior with twin blades..."

Lynn couldn't help but laugh. The giant, she was talking about Bernard;

He didn't know who the twin-blade warrior was, but since Garrett came from afar, he probably needed a guide;

The important thing was, trying to catch Cirilla?

Would Cirilla be so obedient and not turn into her dragon form to fight you?

When he set out on his journey, Cirilla was just about to go into a deep sleep. If she appeared in the New World beside Garrett, she must have successfully advanced!

"You're lying."

Lynn leaned back, comfortably crossing his arms, ignoring the chains clanking on his wrists. He leaned his head against the stone wall, his smile confident and contemptuous.

Nierka, however, was not angry. She just raised her eyebrows curiously:

"Oh?"

"That Nordmark Mage belongs to the Thunder Horn." Lynn said coldly:

"The Plague Lord nickname is a joke from the Black Crow Swamp; he would never call himself that—where did you hear such a half-truth to try to deceive me?"

Nierka smiled charmingly. She leaned closer to Lynn, pursed her lips, and blew a warm breath into his ear:

"Are you nervous? Just now, your heart was beating so fast! You know them, don't you? That Nordmark Mage came for you, didn't he?"

This was the reason for his earlier tension. Garrett came, and he came rushing straight here without any detours or delays—and, according to this Snake Woman, he didn't bring any strong allies?

Not the Lord of Thunder, not the Immortal, not even Garrett's senior brothers and sisters who were at level 17 or 18, not one of them?

For heaven's sake, he better not charge in here recklessly! The Eagle God's Kingdom isn't a place a lone legend can just march into and leave safely!

Of course, these were concerns he could only keep to himself, never showing the slightest hint. Lynn said indifferently:

"I just know of him. What the Nordmark Mage plans to do, where he intends to go, what does that have to do with me? How would I know?"

"Oh?"

Nierka's smile was meaningful. She trusted her intuition more than words:

Heart rate increased, breathing accelerated, body temperature rose, and there was a strange scent. There was definitely something wrong; that Plague Lord came for the necromancer in front of her!

Seeing Lynn remain stubborn, she stopped probing, laughed softly, and stood up to leave. She had already revealed a lot of information. Now...

I don't believe you can hold back from asking!

One step, two steps, three steps. The priestess walked with a steady rhythm, exuding a strange allure as she slowly moved away.

Hmm, Lynn's heartbeat quickened, his breathing grew more rapid, indeed seeming very nervous and concerned; she wasn't mistaken...

Her steps, combining guidance, charm, and pressure, along with her covert spellcasting methods, weren't practiced in vain. Very effective!

On the stone bed, Lynn turned his head, calming his mind. Don't think, don't ask, don't show any concern or tension... Any slip-up would be used against Garrett, putting him in danger...

Think of something else!

Think of something else!

Just now, before the Snake Woman arrived, which step had he reached in calculating those rune data?

Nierka's steps grew slower and slower. The stone door began to ripple, about to open for her, but the necromancer behind her remained silent. She quickly formed a hand seal, causing a smooth oval to shine on the stone door, reflecting back—

A surge of anger shot to her head. Lynn's gaze was fixed, his fingers drawing on the stone bed, clearly still calculating something unknown!

She stopped in her tracks. Without turning around, she coldly threw a question:

"Don't you really want to know why I asked you those questions?"

"Not interested." Lynn didn't look up:

"Don't disturb me!—If the vertex is at the origin, and the directrix is a parabola... its conical surface equation should be..."

His voice grew softer, lower, gradually silent, fully absorbed in his calculations. Nierka stood at the door for a while, then quickly turned back, waving her hand in front of him:

"Alright, stop calculating!—Let me ask you a question, if you smear the plague's toxin on a cow, let the cow get infected, and then use something from the cow to protect people from the disease, can you do it?"

In the stone room, Lynn suddenly lifted his head, eyes blazing.

This method... this method!

Although clumsy and convoluted, with many errors in its retelling, it was clearly the method for making cowpox! And to mass-produce cowpox on this land—

Garrett wasn't recklessly charging in to save people; he was collaborating with the Eagle God's Kingdom! And most likely, the Eagle God's Kingdom needed him...

Thoughts whirled in his mind. He leaned back against the stone wall, confidently lifted his face, and smiled calmly:

"So that's it. Your country is experiencing a large-scale outbreak of smallpox? This disease is very deadly—in our place, a single outbreak can kill a tenth of a city's population if luck is bad; for you, it would be more than a third, right?"

"Why—"

The young Snake Woman started to retort but fell silent midway. They were barely keeping the Plague Maiden at bay, preventing her from reaching the capital at great cost.

However, villages "down the mountain," distant poor areas, and tribes to the west, near the Plague Maiden's territory, had already seen half of their populations die, some completely wiped out...

"In our cities, people, during their childhood, youth, always encounter several outbreaks. So every time it happens, some people have already had the disease and won't get it again..."

Lynn calmly explained the knowledge of plagues and some he had heard from Garrett:

"But for you, it's been hundreds, thousands of years without seeing it. When it breaks out, you can't resist, and people will die in large numbers..."

"Stop talking!" Nierka's voice sharpened suddenly, her hair rising, snake tongue hissing, filling the cell.

She raised her arm, pulling out a thick leather piece from her skirt, and threw it at Lynn:

"Look at these things! Can you make them? If you can make even one, I'll report to my teacher and release you immediately, treating you as a guest of honor! You will no longer have to worry about becoming a sacrifice!"

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