Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 823 - 810: This Angel Envoy Is a Bit Too Healthy
Shuntiandang University Hospital is located in Bunkyoku Hongo Sanchome. Among Japan's private hospitals, if you were to rank the top three, Shuntiandang would certainly be included.
In the past, when the Japanese Imperial Household or politicians encountered any issues, they were always willing to receive treatment here.
Three helicopters landed quickly in the hospital's plaza, and all irrelevant personnel were driven to the side by the police.
At this moment, nothing was more important than treating the Angel Envoy.
The injured Angel Envoy was placed on a treatment bed and pushed towards the emergency room, with Ito Otome following beside him.
She glanced at the Angel Envoy's cheek, feeling that there was no one more extraordinarily handsome in this world than him.
Compared to the past dissections of those Monsters, this Angel Envoy was in a completely different league.
This was an Angel Envoy!
Whenever Ito Otome thought about being able to use a scalpel on him for examination, an unprecedented excitement surged through her heart.
The pounding of her heart felt as though it was transmitting through her blood to her limbs.
A joy crazier than love made her yearn to rush into the emergency room to perform rescue on him.
The doctors from various departments also swiftly put down their current tasks.
And some doctors were rushing over from other hospitals.
It wasn't organized by Kochou, but rather the news spread spontaneously among the doctors through their networks.
Shuntiandang was going to treat the Angel Envoy.
Once this news got out.
Even doctors from the proctology department wanted to join in the excitement and see the differences between the Angel Envoy and a normal person.
The white coats clustered around the Angel Envoy like a white cloud, pushing him into the emergency room.
As for Phoenix Academy Maggie and Emily, they were blocked outside, prevented from entering to watch.
Emily withdrew her gaze from the emergency room before her and looked at Phoenix Academy Maggie beside her, asking, "Can you tell me what happened at that time?"
"Hmm."
Phoenix Academy Maggie previously had some connection with Emily.
Even knowing that she had a good relationship with Morimoto Chiyoda, she didn't deliberately neglect her.
Her relationship with Morimoto Chiyoda was her own business, and she didn't need to affect others.
"The thing goes like this…"
Phoenix Academy Maggie recounted her experience of taking the train to Ayase Station and encountering the spatial tremor mid-journey.
After hearing her story, Emily's face reflected deep contemplation.
Was the healing of the space rift orchestrated by Dio secretly?
It probably was.
Otherwise, those hundreds of meters-long Monsters appearing in Tokyo would not make sense if such a small space breach couldn't be opened.
Was the purple tentacle that of a Monster or another Angel Envoy?
Emily leaned towards the latter.
If it were the former, Dio likely wouldn't have let the space gap heal so quickly.
Monsters inside might have been eliminated by Phoenix Academy Maggie.
Angel Envoys were harder to say.
However, this guess had no concrete evidence, so she discarded it, turning her thoughts to other topics.
At this time, what did Lady intend to do arriving at Ayase Station?
She couldn't be possibly wanting to stroll in a school at night.
Emily pondered these rumors and arrived at a correct answer.
Phoenix Academy Maggie watched her think so deeply and curiously asked, "Did you think of something?"
"No, the information is too scarce for me to think of anything."
Emily quickly shook her head to prevent her inner thoughts from being detected.
Her relationship with Phoenix Academy Maggie wasn't good enough to joke openly like she could with Morimoto Chiyoda.
She dared say Phoenix Academy Maggie would truly be upset.
...
The shadowless lamps were bright in the emergency room.
The hospital's top doctors gathered around the sickbed, looking at the EKG and then at the Angel Envoy on the bed, all with bewildered expressions.
Including Ito Otome.
Judging by the EKG, the Angel Envoy laying there didn't have anything that needed treatment.
Too stable, it was as if he was merely asleep.
"It might be a mental issue."
Ito Otome stated this possibility, acknowledging that non-natural battles were beyond human doctors' comprehension and ability to treat.
Yet the higher-ups couldn't think of anyone else to treat him, thus opting for a leap of faith.
"It might also be that his soul encountered an attack."
"Whatever the case, let's at least draw blood for tests first."
"Yes, such an opportunity shouldn't be wasted."
"Be careful, make sure you don't trigger his instinctive response, our bodies can't withstand his power."
Mentioning such risks, the doctors present hesitated again.
Trying to draw blood or do anything without being cautious might accidentally provoke instinct reactions from him.
With a single casual move, an Angel Envoy might cause their body parts to separate from them.
Severely, it might be fatal on the spot.
"We can extract bloodstains from his clothes first, let's remove his clothes!"
Ito Otome proposed her idea, getting nods from the surrounding seniors, "Very good, it is time for the young generation, go gain some experience."
The doctors delegated this honorable task to Ito Otome.
She did not refuse.
The doctors present were all big names in the medical field, only she was the youngest, the boldest.
She wanted close interaction with the Angel Envoy.
The surrounding doctors stepped back and then directed Ito Otome to gently undo the Angel Envoy's clothing.
The front of the body appeared before Ito Otome.
From top to bottom, the structure looked no different from an adult male, except the lower body features differed from the ordinary.
A full thirty centimeters.
This was in its dormant state.
If it were awake, with a reaction, what would it be like?
Ito Otome pondered these academic questions seriously, without any tinted lens.
She speculated based on such an organ that the opposite gender capable of reproducing with it would certainly not be similar to normal humans.
As Ito Otome thought about these, she looked at the wounds on the Angel Envoy.
There were seven on the front, six were shallow, with only one on the abdomen appearing to have been torn by something, but it had already scabbed over automatically, without any blood coming out.
"Be careful, try not to hurt him, slowly take off the clothes."
"Should we have the Treasure Users outside help?"
"If they find out we can't do much, will they still leave the Angel Envoy here?"
Another doctor quickly objected.
They were both worried the Angel Envoy might suddenly lash out and cause harm, and strongly desired to research everything about the Angel Envoy.
Even Ito Otome, who was handling the task, had such thoughts.
She knew well that missing this opportunity would make it difficult to touch the Angel Envoy again.
After all, she's just a doctor, not a scientist.
Ito Otome carefully undressed the Angel Envoy, treating the shirt and pants as sacred relics to be taken aside by the doctors.
Preparing to thoroughly examine the blood on them.
The Angel Envoy, who appeared not to need help, was pushed by the doctors out of the emergency room, ready for various body examinations.
The emergency room door opened, Phoenix Academy Maggie wanted to inquire.
The doctors hurriedly ran out, "Don't block the way, don't block the way!"
They didn't give Phoenix Academy Maggie and Emily a chance to ask before pushing the Angel Envoy away.
"Shouldn't there be no problem?"
"There might be other matters."
Emily knew little about medicine but understood that outsiders should not meddle in the affairs of experts.
"We will wait for the news here."
...
"What is this?"
"No white blood cells, no platelets, filled with the unknown - this is the Angel Envoy's blood!"
"Nothing appears on the scans."
"Could it be the machines can't detect the Angel Envoy?"
The doctors gathered together to discuss the data obtained from examining the Angel Envoy's body.
The lively atmosphere was similar to that of an aunt and uncle buying groceries at the marketplace.
Ito Otome looked at the paper data, also displaying an enthusiastic expression.
The more she couldn't understand the Angel Envoy's body structure, the more she felt a desire to dissect it.
X-rays show no bones, yet feeling with a hand can clearly sense the bones inside the Angel Envoy's body.
If a knife were used to cut open, what scene would it reveal?
"Why don't we try using a scalpel to make a small incision; judging from previous actions, I think he shouldn't have much reaction."
Ito Otome proposed this bold suggestion.
The doctors present showed surprised expressions, thinking to reject immediately, but looked at the scans.
Their thirst for knowledge was bubbling up.
"This, this doesn't seem right; the task assigned from above is to treat him, not dissect him."
"What dissection? We just make a small cut to see how his body heals."
Ito Otome resorted to sophistry.
She was really curious, feeling there are bones, but nothing showing up on the scans.
Is it the Angel Envoy's energy affecting the equipment, or is there truly no bones inside?
"Well, since it's an examination, there's no choice.""Yes, surely those above can understand us."
The doctors quickly accepted this excuse.
Ito Otome took the scalpel, taking a deep breath.
Their eyes all turned to her.
The on-site atmosphere shifted from lively discussion to dead silence.
Ito Otome picked up the scalpel, carefully held up the Angel Envoy's right hand, and placed the tip of the knife on the skin.
She took a deep breath, and others followed.
Hiss, Ito Otome swiftly made a cut, the sharp knife slicing an opening on the surface.
Blood oozed out, but no bones were visible, only under the skin resembling normal human's wrapped shallow purple blood and flesh, deep like the starry sky.
"He really has no bones!"
"But it feels like there are bones, what's going on?"
The doctors expressed shocked voices, and then something even more shocking happened; the cut quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only the blood on the surface remained as proof of the cut made.
"Such is the Angel Envoy."
Ito Otome touched his right hand with a fascinated gaze, and glanced at the scarring on the abdomen, feeling tempted, "I feel this scar hasn't healed completely."
"It's necessary to use surgery to better heal the scar."
"Indeed.""I agree."
The doctors became bold.
