NovelEnglishChapter 445 God Of War
“That's right. Why haven't I thought of toxoplasmosis? A normal person infected with Toxoplasma
gondii won't show any symptoms. However, this infection can be fatal if not promptly treated when
contracted by pregnant women or elders with a weakened immune system. Moreover, the signs and
symptoms of this disease are largely similar to other bacterial infections, so many doctors tend to
overlook this cause. That is why so many specialists at the general hospital and I failed to figure out the
etiology of Old Mr. Condle's illness.”
Hearing Harold mentioning toxoplasmosis, Luna exclaimed in response as clarity washed over her.
“You're so smart, recalling all of that with the slightest hint,” he praised her.
Unfortunately, his compliment merely caused her to feel ashamed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBeing proved less knowledgeable than her patient as a doctor was undoubtedly a huge slap to her
face.
“Are you deliberately mocking me? Be honest with me. Were you ever a doctor?” she asked in
exasperation after glaring at him.
Her sixth sense told her Harold must've been a physician in the past, not to mention one with medical
skills not inferior to hers.
“Maybe. Regardless, after checking Old Mr. Condle's symptoms, countless medical-related information
resurfaced in my mind, and most of them are traditional medicine-oriented,” he replied honestly.
“Don't tell me the God of War is also a doctor?” Listening to his response, Luna teased him in elation.
After getting her memory jogged by Harold, she was now entirely certain Wilhelm suffered from
toxoplasmosis, and the medications Harold gave Wilhelm were the best medications to target the
culprit parasite. Old Mr. Condle will recover soon. I don't have to feel guilty anymore.
While Harold and Luna chatted inside the ward, Wilson and the others had received Wilhelm's latest
chest X-ray report.
Comparing the latest and previous reports, the specialists could clearly see the improvement in the
condition of Wilhelm's lungs.
However, as only a short time had passed, and the medications in Wilhelm's body had yet to exert their
full effect, the improvements shown in the latest report were not staggering. Nevertheless, the
specialists were confident Wilhelm was making a recovery.
After the examinations were done, Wilhelm's breathing difficulties gradually disappeared as well. Even
the agonized expression on his face slowly relaxed.
“The rest of you continue to check on Old Mr. Condle. We'll return to the ward to ask that young man
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwhat medications he administered to Old Mr. Condle.”
With that, Wilson hurriedly led a party back to the VIP ward.
“Young man, what's your name? Which hospital are you working in now, and what medications did you
use to terminate Old Mr. Condle's fever?”
When Wilson and the others returned to the ward, their attitudes did a one-eighty when they saw
Harold.
Earlier, they scolded Harold for messing around and even said he was out of his mind.
Yet, at that instant, they addressed him as “young man” and assumed he was a doctor working in a
hospital.
“I am the God of War!”
Harold couldn't remember his name, so he could only tell others his title.
Everyone inside the ward exchanged bewildered glances after hearing that. Is there really something
wrong with his brain? But he doesn't seem like a mentally ill patient since he could accurately treat Old
Mr. Condle's condition.
Only Lothar, the wealthiest man in Xenhall, was astounded after hearing Harold's answer.
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