As noon approaches, the rain turns to heavy snow.

In the carriage, Jacqueline and the doctor looked at each other, and the scene in front of them was no longer as they could understand.

"I read a lot of medical books during the time I was studying medical knowledge in the college, but I didn't see any book mentioning this kind of wound deterioration. I think it might be parasites... But these flesh tentacles clearly grew from the flesh and blood of the priests. How could this type of parasites be there?"

The doctor took out the notes and several medical books he carried with him and flipped through them. The pen in his hand kept tracing through some passages. The black lines were traversed between the fonts under the tip of the pen, and finally they could only stop, leaving only a black ink dot.

As a doctor, he cannot explain this situation with his expertise.

"It can absorb the energy I release and grow rapidly, and it will also cause damage to the priest's body...the priest's injuries, gunshot wounds?"

These flesh tentacles grow in the wound and its surroundings. Jacqueline's first thought of the wound is the problem.

"Yes, there is no doubt about this. I bandaged the priest in the woods, and I checked the wound at that time. It was indeed bullet trauma."

There is still a difference between gunshot wounds and other types of injuries, and he cannot make mistakes on this.

"Would it be that I had some strange disease in the forest... You know, we sometimes encounter some strange monsters when we are on missions."

As the captain of the Knights of the Morning Light Sect, as a stranger, she naturally has come into contact with some special existences. The priest's wounds cannot be guessed by common sense, so she can only think of other aspects.

When the doctor heard this, he suddenly stood up from the bed on the other side. He heard a "clang" sound. The doctor sat back again, rubbed the back of his head, and his face was full of panic.

"What's wrong?"

Jacqueline looked at the doctor's expression in surprise.

"If you say it's really a strange disease, what if it's going to be infected? The tentacles on the ground must be dealt with immediately, otherwise something big will happen!"

When it comes to infection, Jacqueline's face also becomes ugly. Even if a person with a strong will, he will probably collapse if he sees these strange tentacles appearing on him.

"Is there a coal-burning stove on the car? Find an iron box, quarantine the tentacles, and then find a way to burn them."

Jacqueline is also a decisive person. She made a decision quickly and then said,

"Can the train stop? We can't bet on the lives of these passengers on the train."

"This is probably not possible. There is no stop nearby. Even if the train finds a place to stop, it is impossible for the passengers to go down... If we go down, the escort mission will definitely not be completed on time. Walking to Corta is really not a good idea. What's more, we need a reasonable reason to persuade the conductor to stop the train. How could these things be mentioned to him!"

This is not a passenger carriage called by the roadside, but a train with hundreds of people. Looking out the window, there was heavy snow in the wilderness, so how could it be stopped here?

The situation is really difficult now. The two of them were thinking about a solution in the carriage. However, before they could figure out what they wanted, the priest on the bed suddenly reacted, and his body, which had been unconscious due to pain, began to tremble again. He turned over without warning and began to vomit. Some yellowish-brown liquid flowed out of his mouth and dripped on the ground, with a strange rotten smell, which was very bad. Jacqueline had to open the window next to him to barely relieve it.

At the same time, the tentacles at the location of the priest's wound began to grow again, and undoubtedly, this was a sign of worsening of the condition.

"Jacqueline, now there is still a day and a half away from Corta. No matter how far, the priest will never be able to hold on to the terminal. At that time, will we send a piece of information... the information that the priest has, may we tell us first, and then we will tell us on our behalf. In this way, even if the worst result occurs, at least we can..."

"Vomit~"

Perhaps in order to refute the doctor's words, the priest made a very loud retching and interrupted him.

"By the way, let the team members go separately to ask the passengers in the car. Maybe there are other doctors. They may have heard of this disease. We have to find a way to save the priest."

If you can come up with this method, it is actually considered a dead horse as a living horse. Maybe this is actually a rare skin disease or parasite.

"Then Captain, stay here, I'll go out and ask the team members to go to various carriages to find doctors."

"No, the priest needs care now, I'll go out, you're here to watch... If the priest is briefly awake, you can try to ask him for advice and let him tell us his mission."

Jacqueline got up and left the carriage and began to assign tasks to the team members. Naturally, they could not tell others the facts, but just asked if there was a doctor and then told them about some symptoms.

The result was disappointing. After asking for a long time, there were indeed doctors on the train, but they had never heard of this kind of symptoms. Some people thought they were joking about something like someone was sick, and almost started arguing with them.

"There are only the last three cars, and if you can't find someone who can help..."

Jacqueline stopped talking, but the dark expression on her face was self-evident.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

A private room in a carriage was ringing, and laughter was coming from inside.

Someone pushed open the low door, inside and outside the private room, and they were all silent for a while.

"Is there something wrong?"

Donald naturally recognized these people. Before getting in the car, he stared at these people for a while. He was holding a good deck of cards in his hand and was preparing to kill everyone.

"No...is something happened!"

Jacqueline also had an impression of these people. After all, she had only seen them last night. After taking the priest back, she heard him talk about these people who "don't save him" and subconsciously wanted to leave. Suddenly, she thought that these people seemed to be a team of strange disciples. Now it is not the time to care about some details, so she changed her mind.

"Please say it."

The two sides were not familiar with each other, and this was the second time we met. Donald was not good at asking someone to leave directly, so he could only ask.

By the way, I peeked at the card in Stephanie's hand from the corner of my eyes.

"We have a companion who is seriously ill and has some weird tentacles growing on the wound. I wonder if you have ever encountered similar situations?"

"Tensures? No."

The neatness of denial was that Donald had never seen tentacles before, and on the other hand, he also knew that the injured person mentioned in these people must be the person they met last night.

To put it bluntly, he doesn't want to save it, not to mention that he has no way to save it.

"I know that something unpleasant happened between you, but this time it is indeed a very serious situation. My friend's illness may be contagious. At that time, the whole train may be in danger. The train cannot stop now. I hope that if there is a treatment method, please help us. The Chenguang Sect will provide you with satisfactory rewards."

I heard from the priests that these people were very cold. As the Knight Commander, Jacqueline naturally knew the attitudes of the strangers towards strangers. She just thought that Donald didn't want to get into trouble and refused. She could only grit her teeth and reveal another message.

"Infectious...what did you say?"

The infectious disease that can make the alien disciple helpless, Donald and the knights behind Jacqueline showed similar expressions, then frowned and said,

"Since you think it's an infectious disease and you're taking the patient on the train, what are you thinking?"

"Hey, please pay attention to your tone when speaking!"

Because of surprise, Donald's tone was a little heavy when he spoke, which made several young people outside the car a little dissatisfied.

"Why, you brought the person with you. Now something happens and let others help you wipe your butt? OK, I have a way. Since it is an infectious disease, just kill the person and throw it into the wild. If you want to cremate, I can provide you with a fire-type inscription scroll for free."

These people are dissatisfied, how good can Donald be?

While playing poker, a man suddenly appeared and said that there was a guest with an infectious disease in the car, or they brought it with them. Now he actually asked Donald and others to treat him?

"It's not sure whether it will be contagious at the moment, but there are only possibilities in this regard. Some tentacles that will hurt his own body suddenly grew around his wound, which caused him great pain... If you can cure him, I can promise you a satisfactory reward."

The oppressive aura felt from these people in front of him made Jacqueline realize that these people should be very powerful figures and asked again.

"I haven't lie to you. I've never seen it before, and I haven't even heard of anything like the kind of tentacles that have wounds."

Donald shrugged, not knowing, he wouldn't have lie about such things.

"Wait, what is the relationship between your Morning Light Church and the Forging Church?"

Anthony called out the people who were about to leave, looked at Donald, and pointed out the unfinished space ring he wore on his left index finger without a trace.

"How do you know..."

She didn't identify her identity.

"The badge of the long sword on your waist is enough to prove this. I'll just say that we went to Corta to find a skilled craftsman to create a special magic item for us. If you have a way out in this regard, we have never seen that kind of strange disease, but we can also find a way to help."

While playing poker, they talked about space ring forging. Money alone is not enough. They have to find a craftsman who can build space rings first. This level of craftsman is obviously not something that can be seen casually.

"If you can cure the priest's illness, I can promise to introduce you to top-notch craftsmen!"

As long as you can save the priest, finding a first-class craftsman is not a difficult task for Jacqueline.

"Let's go and take us to see people."
Chapter completed!