Chapter 732. Goblins on the bedguard
Chapter 732:
When everyone was full, he collapsed in his chair with his stomach propped up. The elven soldier looked around and asked curiously, "What about that soldier yesterday?" He doesn't eat? β
"Who? Austinger? He must still be taking the 'child'. One soldier replied with teeth between his teeth.
The elven soldiers looked at the messy dining table and silently stomped on the soldiers' faces.
"It's finally washed." Austinger fished the goblin out of the tub and placed it on a flat white towel: "It doesn't look so ugly that way." β
After taking a bath, the goblin's body was also rinsed with fluffy stuff. On top of the yellow-brown skin, an ancient totem like an oil painting was exposed to the air.
"What is this?" Austinger looked at the strange pattern curiously, and his heart moved, wanting to take the goblin to Captain DeWitt and the others to see. It's just that in the blink of an eye, I remembered: I still have to take the goblin for a health checkup.
"Gotta hurry." Austinger said silently. Carried the goblin on his back. Walk towards the tent where the medic is staying.
As he passed by the kitchen stove, Austinger suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet. Suddenly, his body stiffened: it was impossible for the group of guys on the same team to keep their share.
The more he thought about it, the more impatient he became, and Austinger shook his head fiercely. Hurry up and rush to the medics.
"Doctor." The moment he walked into the tent, Austinger called softly.
"Hmm. Here it comes. The medic put down the bowl in his hand, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and walked over to greet him.
"I'm sorry to disturb your dinner." Austinger glanced at the dish in the medic's bowl and silently clenched his fists.
"It's okay, if you come early, I'll save trouble." The medic washed his hands with clean water and took the goblin from Austinger's arms: "It's much smaller than I thought. β
"Hehe, then I'll sit here and wait for you." Austinger consciously found a low stool and sat in the doorway.
"Come in with you." The medic said.
The medical curtain was split into two parts, and the medic had already walked into the side with the goblin in his arms, and called out.
β... Good. Austinger nodded. Walked in.
The medic had already put on his coat and put on hygienic gloves. A tube of the agent was taken out of a sealed box and poured into the syringe.
"Is this going to be an injection?" Austinger asked.
"Yes, test for the disease." The medic replied. As he spoke, he passed the needle into the vein of the goblin's neck. The transparent potion was pushed in: "Fortunately, it is unconscious, if this is injected into a conscious person, it will hurt to death." β
"Huh?" Austinger's expression became unbearable, and he watched the medicine in the needle tube be squeezed to the needle like jelly: "Can this really be absorbed by the body?" β
"Well, don't worry about that." The doctor finally pulled out the needle and gently pressed it on the injection port with a medical cotton pad. Little by little, he wiped the potions that had piled up there: "Alright, put him here." β
"Huh? Don't you have to take care of me? Austinger asked.
"The results will be available in two hours, so let's talk about it then." The medic took off his coat.
"Okay." Austinger retreated to the other side of the room.
"Haven't you eaten yet? Let's go to dinner. The kitchen will prepare it for you. The medic said, motioning for him to leave.
Austin bent down and thanked and walked out.
After seeing Austinger away, the Medic returned to the unconscious goblin's bed.
Looking at the other party's calm appearance, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Bichron." At this moment, DeWitt, CrΓ©mont, and Able walked to the tent and called out the names of the medics.
Bichren looked away and hurried to the front to greet him: "Captain DeWitt, Captain Cremont, Captain Ebel." You're coming. β
"Hmm." DeWitt stood at the front and responded, "Austinger was here just now." β
"Hmm. It wasn't long after I left here. Bichren replied.
"Where's the goblins?"
"I'm still in a coma, lying down and resting inside." Bichron said.
"Let's take a look." Able said aloud.
"Hmm." Cremont nodded.
Bikron led the three of them to the side inside.
After seeing the goblin lying quietly on the bedguard, Devit asked, "You have already injected him with the potion, right?" β
"Yes." Bikren nodded, and his eyes were full of doubts: "It's also the first time I've seen a patient who can stay still after being injected with such a dose of antiseptic agent. β
"What's the situation?" Able asked the two men.
"The drug used in this test is the most accurate product available, but it also has a drawback: the moment it is injected into the body, the body's functions will deteriorate very quickly. The heart also retracts suddenly. So at that moment, the pain that anyone receives is indescribable and will cause the body to convulse involuntarily. You told me earlier that this goblin had been knocked unconscious. But it's been a few hours now. When I saw Austinger walk in with it, I was puzzled. How could it be possible to faint for so long. After explaining in detail, Bichron pointed to a possible cause of the incident.
"You mean- this goblin has been playing stunned?" Cremont asked.
"Hmm." Bikren nodded.
"What can I do? Since none of the potions you have spoken of can wake him up. How do we debunk it? Abel said.
"It's just a guess on my mind, because there are always twists and turns behind things that seem strange." Bichron shook his head and said.
"I agree with Bichron. It's all speculation at the moment. Devit pondered for a moment, then replied, "And even if this goblin is really disguised to have infiltrated our ranks, there is no need to be busy exposing it. Either way, getting information about the volcano from its mouth is the ultimate goal. β
"Yes." Cremont nodded as well.
At this moment, Able noticed the skin totem of the goblin's neck stretching. Silently walked to the edge of the goblin's bed and lifted the quilt. The lines on the goblin's body were exposed to everyone's sight.
"I've seen some illustrations in ancient books about goblins, and the goblins have such totems drawn on their portraits." Clemmont stepped forward and took a closer look: "It's just that it doesn't look the same on this body." β
"It may vary depending on the region and the era." DeWitt didn't pay much attention and said.