The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 348 Speculation
The accompanying healers were all military doctors temporarily conscripted from the Second Legion, essentially August's subordinates.

Given the current situation, they were naturally more concerned than the therapists at the treatment center. Their boss looked like he wanted to devour them alive; if anything happened to this young master in their hands, they would all be doomed.

Actually, Clarence's current condition is neither serious nor minor. He's in a deep coma, so how can it be a small matter?

However, after examining him, they found that his condition was much better than expected. The person who first treated him did a good job. Although he lost a lot of blood due to the lack of treatment for a considerable period of time afterward, Clarence's injury seemed to have remained relatively still, without secondary or even tertiary trauma along with the broken bones. He only had a slight strain in his lower body.

Given that they knew about the brawl in the arena well in advance, it seems somewhat unbelievable, because Clarence's leg injury had been present for at least several weeks, and it wasn't a recent injury.

But he endured the chaos of battle for several weeks with that wound intact, and finally emerged unharmed... It's impossible that he ran out on his own two legs; someone must have helped him and prevented his leg injury from worsening.

Clarence's current condition consists of a leg injury that was already quite serious, a tear in the muscle tissue, and a source infection caused by the contact of radioactive building materials with the bones and flesh.

Even with Jiang Hui using the highest level of treatment techniques she learned from Zhou Xiuwen, and even with the help of that responsible sergeant and the therapists at the treatment center... Clarence's infection still required formal treatment. Furthermore, his shock needed to be addressed, lest the infection and shock become intertwined and cause serious problems.

The military doctors didn't have any readily available antigen reagents or advanced treatment equipment. These would have to be dealt with at the hospital, and there was no use in them being anxious. Choosing the life-saving equipment at the treatment site was the most suitable option.

The therapists tried their best to stabilize Clarence's vital signs while quietly reporting the boy's condition to August.

August didn't understand medicine, but he could still understand such a simple explanation. Knowing that his brother was not in immediate danger, he finally had the peace of mind to sort out his thoughts.

Since the injury, there were no signs of forced movement in the nearby bones and muscles, and there were also strange signs of tailbone displacement... Under such circumstances, it is easy to imagine who helped him.

He had seen the girl who had been rescued with Clarence; she was right beside him, watching what was happening. He knew that.

But all of this happened too fast. The rebels were arrogant, showing no regard for the Empire, causing endless chaos and even dragging their own families into the disaster, their fates unknown. Now, although they have been found, they are badly wounded. August Clarence has long harbored a burning anger and resentment, directed at the enemies who caused all this, as well as at certain "armchair strategists" who pursue fame and fortune in their positions of power.

Look what they've done!

In the name of "purging," they resorted to any means necessary, even including their own people, and implicated countless innocent people.

But would all of this really be useful? It seems to have a tiny bit of use… but the resulting disaster is equally enormous, and the cost is immense. Right now, it looks like robbing Peter to pay Paul, not particularly clever, more like self-deception. August's mind was in turmoil, and he had no time to pay attention to anything else. Now that he had calmed down, he finally remembered the children who had traveled with his younger brother, or rather, the children who had been unwittingly dragged into the vortex by his younger brother.

That little fool Theophil—look what he's done! That man's only son, a reserve personnel whose place in the military is uncertain, the youngest son of the Hillman family… If he brings all these people in and they all perish, he'll inevitably be blamed, and the Clarence family probably won't be able to maintain their foothold in the capital.

Fortunately, he was alright in the end, but this kid was more unlucky and is still unconscious. He was only able to escape thanks to a good friend who helped him, which is why he's standing here cursing the kid under his breath.

August was naturally grateful to Jiang Hui, and he also had a good impression of Hillman, who still cared about his younger brother even after successfully escaping.

He felt that Theofele's willful departure from the central star system to study in the permanent star system was not entirely useless; he actually made some good friends, although the identities of these friends were all a bit too complicated.

But it doesn't matter. It's much better for him to associate with these people than with some idiots in the capital. Those guys have long been spoiled by their families, they have no skills but think they're something special... Not to mention Theofele doesn't want to, even he, as the older brother, can't stand those people trying to get close to his loyal and upright younger brother.

Forget it, if his mother and elder sister get angry and want to drag him back to the central star sector, he'll put in a good word for them.

The child is too lonely in the capital. And his family, who should be protecting him as he grows up, are unable to be by his side due to their work, which allows some unscrupulous people to take advantage of the situation. They feel ashamed.

Just then, Jiang Hui was talking to Hillman about the two's escape from the arena. August signaled the others to continue observing the situation, and then quietly went over there.

Jiang Hui and the other two did not notice that the special visitor had moved to their side and was continuing the same topic.

Jiang Hui had nothing to hide about what happened inside. Although she was still filled with fear and lingering discomfort from the near-death experience, once she actually spoke about it, it seemed as light as a feather and nothing at all. After all, no matter how difficult it was, they still survived in the end—that was the best outcome.

"So...you didn't carry Clarence all the way, did you?" Hillman didn't want to attract anyone's attention, so he lowered his voice and asked. Although it was a guess, he was actually quite certain of his guess.

Even though Jiang Hui looked energetic and seemingly unharmed, she was still extremely tired. Her face was pale, and large areas of injury were visible on her elbows, hands, knees, and bare ankles. Her joints were also bound with medical braces for recovery and repositioning, indicating that her limbs had undergone strenuous activity and suffered varying degrees of strain.

Therefore, the only reasonable guess left is that Clarence was carried out by Jiang Hui.

(End of this chapter)