Ark Undead

Frostnova seems to be in good health, but for some reason she hasn't woken up.

"Dr. Warfarin said that my eldest sister's health is very good, and the concentration of Originium in her body is decreasing. Although her original Originium content was very high, it has gradually stabilized at a level that is much lower than before. This process is not even over yet, and the Originium content in her blood and such... well, we don't really understand, but it is definitely getting better."

Big Bear said a lot, which he probably learned from Warfarin.

"However, my eldest sister's mental state has always been very poor. If it weren't for the fact that her brain activity has remained at a relatively normal level, Dr. Warfarin would have thought that my eldest sister was already brain dead."

The Undead looked at Froststar through the glass and asked a question.

"At the beginning, Warfarin, what did you say?"

"Dr. Warfarin initially assumed that the eldest sister would wake up within a week, and it's only the fourth day now, so there's still some time."

Even though the current situation is already quite good, Big Bear is still a little worried.

"However... if my older sister keeps sleeping like this, I don't know what to do. After all, she can't keep relying on IV fluids to maintain her body's needs indefinitely."

As Big Bear was saying this, he was hit on the head by a roll of documents.

The blood demon doctor, his face deathly pale, stood behind the bear and rolled his eyes.

She said it in an annoyed tone.

"Don't you even remember what you used to eat on the snowfields? Frozen potatoes, frozen meat, and the safety of the water source couldn't be guaranteed. With food like that, how could you expect to provide nutrition?"

At the time, when Warfarin was trying to find out what the patient had been eating, what Big Bear said almost caused her to have a brain hemorrhage.

Potatoes stewed in an iron pot; if you find any game meat, you can get some to eat, just throw in some snow water, cook it into a pot of soup, and drink it like that.

There were no vegetables or other nutritional supplements.

Fortunately, Furong wasn't there at the time, otherwise she probably would have conjured up several boxes of nutritious meals and stuffed them into the mouths of Big Bear and the others.

Warfarin immediately waved her hand and, after thoroughly examining Froststar's body, promptly selected the most balanced nutritional supplement for Froststar.

Even the food for Big Bear and his crew improved during their time on Rhodes Island.

Yesterday, the Undead encountered two or three Yeti squads of children on Rhodes Island.

Although they are all still very young, they are a little shy and awkward when eating in the cafeteria.

But the Rhodes Island operators unconsciously increased the amount of food they were given.

He was saying something to himself.

"The child is still young, he can't go hungry, he should eat more."

The Yeti team children were quite embarrassed, thanking them while clutching their lunchboxes tightly.

As for compensation, the adults like Big Bear can help out while Rhodes Island is in dire need of manpower; they can do things like moving things.

"In short, nutritional fluid is definitely the best option right now. Are you going to grind all her food into powder before feeding her?"

Warfarin sighed, and Big Bear was also worried. But they really didn't understand these things, and as a doctor, Warfarin certainly wouldn't take their advice.

"Yes, yes, Dr. Warfarin, you're a professional!"

Big Bear also gave Warfarin a thumbs up, instantly changing his attitude.

Warfarin rolled her eyes again, too lazy to pay attention to the bear, and then went to the Undead's side, looking at Frostnova inside with them.

"Really, no problem?"

The Undead turned his head and looked at Warfarin.

"Give me some blood, and I'll... okay, okay, I'll talk!"

Warfarin, who was almost punched on the head by an undead, immediately backed down and shrank her neck.

"Her physical condition is definitely fine. But Originium doesn't just affect muscles and blood; it also affects the brain."

Warfarin became serious whenever the topic of patients came up.

“No one can guarantee that they can resolve all the effects of Originium invading the brain. I also had Amiya come and see her once. Amiya’s answer to me was that Frostnova’s mental state was stable, but she didn’t understand why Frostnova hadn’t woken up.”

Warfarin was radiant; she was most interested in these strange and intractable diseases.

"However, if you want to take a look, I can let you in."

"Huh?! Why can Mr. War Knight go in, but we can't?!"

The bear roared.

Then it was hit hard by Warfarin's document.

"All you do is yell. Have you ever saved anyone? You think you can just go in?"

Ignoring the interaction between Big Bear and Warfarin, the Undead stared at Frostnova for a while before turning to Warfarin and speaking.

"Do me a favor."

"what?"

Warfarin looked at the Undead.

The Undead then pulled out a bottle from somewhere.

The bottle was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the cap was completely sealed shut.

"Find me some clean water, pour a little of this in, and dilute it."

251. Tears

Warfarin placed the empty cup in her hand on the table next to her, and fed Frostnova every last drop of the liquid in the cup.

"Is this all you need?"

Warfarin turned her head and glanced at the Undead.

"Okay."

The immortal nodded.

Warfarin turned to look at Froststar again, feeling that the method of making people immortal seemed like something a shaman from some tribe would do.

Although potions are not uncommon, even Kal'tsit uses special medicinal materials to make them.

But no one could argue with how old and worn the bottle the Undead had taken out looked, to the point that Warfarin thought it was some expired poison that had been dug out from some unknown corner.

Are you sure this thing will work?

Warfarin was still a little worried, but after testing, there were no special harmful substances found.

"It will be useful."

The Undead put the cap back on the bottle that had spilled a drop or two, patted it lightly to remove the dust, and then put it back into his armor.

This is not just empty talk.

This bottle of medicine may look very old, but the contents inside are truly valuable.

One of the gifts SilverAsh brought to the Undead when he last visited Rhodes Island was this priceless bottle, "Goddess's Blessing".

In an era when the undead were rampant, such a potion was a treasure bestowed upon only a select few meritorious members of the Lothric Dynasty. It could completely heal all injuries, even those on the verge of death, allowing for a rapid and complete recovery.

However, the Undead simply had Warfarin bring him a glass of water, and then poured two or three drops of liquid into it himself.

It's not that the Undead are stingy and unwilling to use it on Frostnova. This potion contains too much energy; just because the Undead's body can withstand it doesn't mean Frostnova can accept such a massive energy surge.

Moreover, Frostnova's current situation is relatively optimistic. Given the damage to her mental state, there aren't many options besides saving lives. The only thing we can do is use a little of the goddess's blessing to stabilize Frostnova's condition, while hoping this potion might bring some positive change.

"Where did you get this medicine?"

Warfarin was interested in everything about the undead. Of course, what interested her most was their blood.

"It looks so dilapidated, it must have been there for hundreds of years?"

"Given by SilverAsh."

The immortal said it casually, and he himself couldn't figure out how long he had been alive.

It appears that there are at least tens of millions of years between the Age of Fire and the Age of Terra, and no one can say for sure the exact time.

"Silver-gray? Is it a treasure of Kalan? I've never heard of it..."

Warfarin frowned, her mind replaying events related to Kalan.

It was at this moment that Froststar, lying in bed, frowned.

After her fingers trembled twice, she slowly opened her eyes.

"water..."

Warfarin's eyes widened; she hadn't expected the immortality potion to work so quickly!

She quickly went over to help Froststar raise the bed frame and then handed her the water glass next to her.

Froststar took the water glass, drank the whole glass of water weakly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only then that she realized she was in an unfamiliar environment.

Looking up, I saw a strange woman and an immortal.

A little thought reveals that this is not the Reunion Movement.

In addition, the presence of Rhodes Island equipment logos throughout the room confirmed to her that she was on Rhodes Island.

Froststar looked somewhat confused at first, but she quickly calmed down and her mind gradually cleared.

"How long...how long was I unconscious?"

"Four days, or to be precise, eighty-three hours."

As Warfarin spoke, she took a syringe from the cabinet next to her.

"We thought you wouldn't wake up."

Froststar's lips twitched slightly as she looked at Warfarin and the Undead, intending to ask something. But when she turned her head and saw the bear waving its arms excitedly outside the window, along with two guerrillas standing beside it, she immediately understood.

The question she wanted to ask remained stuck in her throat as she silently watched Warfarin bring the syringe to her arm.

"Roll up your clothes, I need to have some blood drawn."

Froststar glanced at Warfarin, obediently pulled her arm out of the blanket, and then spoke.

"Be careful, don't touch me."