HBWnovel Chapter 557 How to do it
Chapter 557 How to do it
It would be very easy to describe a day in the life of Kurt.
Every morning, he would lazily get up from bed before the sun rose and grab something to fill his stomach, which could not even be called a proper breakfast.
After filling his stomach, Kurt would immediately sit down in front of his computer and start his day's writing.
He was completely immersed in his own novel world, his fingers typing rapidly on the typewriter keyboard, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Before he knew it, the morning had passed quickly. At noon, Kurt would stop his work and simply eat a piece of bread to solve the problem of lunch.
It’s not so much a meal as a ritual to keep your stomach from growling.
After eating bread, Kurt would go out for a walk to stretch his sedentary body and breathe some fresh air.
However, his walks were not really leisure time. He would often just take a walk around the neighborhood and then hurried back home to continue writing in the afternoon.
In this way, Kurt kept writing until nightfall, and only when he felt sleepy would he put down his work and climb into bed to sleep.
As for the specific sleeping time, it all depends on his level of fatigue and creative inspiration that day.
It can be said that Kurt's work and rest schedule is seriously irregular, and such a lifestyle is undoubtedly a potential threat to his physical health.
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Then, finally one day, this irregular diet and schedule finally overwhelmed him.
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To be honest, when Kurt slowly opened his eyes and saw a white ceiling, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Am I being kidnapped?
However, before he had time to think about it, a sharp scolding came like thunder in his ears.
Kurt looked closely and saw the landlady and the screenwriter standing in front of him, pointing at him with angry faces.
Amid the barrage of scolding, Kurt finally pieced together the whole story from his confused thoughts.
It turned out that he had fainted in the house at some point, and the landlady felt something was wrong because she always saw Kurt go downstairs on time, but today she had not seen him for a long time, so she took out the key and opened the door.
As a result, Kurt was found fainted in the living room.
Fortunately, Kurt had a habit of saying hello to the landlady before going out every afternoon.
Moreover, the only regular thing about Kurt's extremely irregular schedule is that no matter what time it is every day, he will definitely go outside for a walk to find inspiration for his creations.
Because of this, he did not go downstairs as usual today, which aroused the landlord's wife's vigilance and she came upstairs to find him.
Thinking of this, let alone Kurt, even the landlady and the screenwriter couldn't help but feel scared.
If the landlady hadn't noticed his abnormality, I'm afraid no one would have noticed even if he had become smelly in the room.
However, even though the screenwriter never stopped talking after Kurt woke up, he still clearly felt that Kurt just ignored him.
But until this moment, the screenwriter remembered the group of people that he and the landlady noticed at that time,
"Come to think of it, there was someone else who went up with the landlady at that time......"
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After all, it seems inappropriate to open the other person's room so rashly just because Kurt didn't go downstairs.
After all, everyone may come to a day when they don’t want to go out, or there may be other things that delay their going downstairs.
However, at this moment, a group of people came to look for Kurt, which undoubtedly gave the landlady a seemingly reasonable excuse.
So the landlady took the key and went upstairs without hesitation.
At first, she just knocked on the door politely, hoping to get a response from Kurt.
However, although she continued to knock for a while, there was still no movement in the room.
After many unsuccessful attempts, the landlady decided not to wait any longer. She decisively picked up the key, inserted it into the door lock, turned it lightly, and the door opened.
However, the moment she pushed open the door, the scene before her shocked her beyond words.
At that moment, the screams of those people resounded throughout the entire floor, as if piercing people's eardrums.
This sudden scream not only alarmed the residents of the entire floor, but also made the originally quiet corridor instantly noisy.
However, this is understandable. After all, facing such a scene, anyone would be frightened and scream.
What's more, most of these people are children, and their ability to withstand such emergencies is naturally more limited.
Fortunately, several enthusiastic neighbors heard the noise and rushed over. They acted quickly and worked together to carry Kurt out of the room and sent him to a nearby hospital for treatment.
To be honest, when the screenwriter saw Kurt's medical record, which was as long as a menu of dishes, he almost collapsed.
This medical record lists a variety of symptoms: hypoglycemia, hypotension, anemia, hypokalemia, and severe malnutrition.............
The screenwriter couldn't help but sigh, how can this be a famous writer!
If someone who doesn’t know sees this medical record, they might think that Kurt is a refugee fleeing from a war-torn area!
Ah, no, I'm afraid some refugees might be healthier than him...
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However, at this moment, Kurt had no time to pay attention to the screenwriter's chattering. All his attention was focused on comforting the children Dolores, Robbie, Stellan and Inara.
"Oh, my lovely children... Oh, be good, be good, don't cry, it's okay, everything will be fine, I'm really okay, don't cry... Ah... please don't cry..." Kurt whispered to comfort the children, while frantically trying to wipe away the tears from their faces.
His tone was full of love and tenderness, but at the same time it also revealed a hint of helplessness and anxiety.
Faced with this group of crying children, Kurt felt completely overwhelmed, as if he had lost the ability to cope.
He couldn't help but sigh that Kreacher was really amazing in this area!
There are so many children in the orphanage. I don’t know how Kreacher takes such good care of them.
In comparison, he was just a clumsy novice. Just like now, he had no idea how to coax these children to stop crying and make them calm and happy again.
But soon, Kurt couldn't continue to sigh.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"
Kreacher, who was also called over by Robbie and was almost worried to death, punched Kurt hard on the head with veins popping out.
"If it weren't for the fact that you're a patient, I really want to beat you up, Kurt. How can a person get himself into this state? Do you really not consider yourself a human being?!"
Although it hurt a lot after being hit on the head, Kurt didn't dare to say a word, because he knew Kreacher too well. The expression on his face at this moment was an expression of [trying hard to suppress his anger and about to explode]. Not to mention Kurt, even Jose Badem didn't dare to get too close to him.
That's right, Jose Badem came too, because he was hiding those old antiques in his house at Kreacher's place. When he heard that something happened to Kurt, he naturally came along.
Similarly, Lydia, the doctor, must have been called over, but Kurt's situation was a little special, so Lydia drew some blood from him and took it back to the manor for examination because the equipment there was more complete.
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Not long after, the landlady and the screenwriter went back. The landlady still needed to continue managing the rental apartment, and the editor-in-chief naturally had some book issues to deal with and needed to go back. Besides, there were many acquaintances of Mr. Kurt here who could take care of him, and it was not a big deal for the two of them who were not familiar with him to continue staying here.
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But then again, it was a good thing that they went back, because not long after, Lydia came back with a report card and a strange look on her face.
In fact, if it was just a simple fainting, there would be no need for Lydia to draw Kurt's blood for examination. The main reason was that Kurt had bruises on his body. If he had been bruised when he fell, then there would be too many bruises.
In order to find out where the bruises came from, Lydia could only draw some blood from Kurt for examination. After Kurt woke up, she would ask him to return to the manor for a detailed examination. However, looking at the report from the blood test, Lydia was silent..........
How should I put it, a medical miracle?
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"Lydia, if you have any questions, can you please just ask? I'm starting to get scared by your expression of wanting to say something but not being able to."
Kreacher had finally managed to comfort the four children. At this moment, looking at Lydia's expression, he really began to feel scared.
"Well, the test results are out. Kurt, there's something wrong with your platelets, but it's a minor problem..." Lydia suddenly cursed, "Because your platelet count was 1!"
When Kurt heard this, he looked at Lydia in astonishment, obviously he had no idea what this number meant.
The other two adult men present, Kreacher and Jose Badem, also showed puzzled expressions.
However, Lydia became more and more excited. She widened her eyes and raised her voice, saying, "If your platelet count is only 1, it means that your body can hardly clot blood normally! Any small wound may cause heavy bleeding and even endanger your life!"
Stellan and Inara looked at each other, and seemed to finally understand the seriousness of the matter. They had studied medical books together in the ivory tower of the manor before, and they knew clearly what this meant.
Their faces turned serious, and they said in unison: "That's really serious..."
Seeing that these men still looked confused, Lydia shook her head helplessly and decided to explain it to them personally.
"Let me put it this way, Kurt..." She took a deep breath and then said slowly, "The platelet count of a corpse is usually around 3, and those bruises on your body are actually corpse spots. Haha, isn't it interesting?"
It felt like Lydia was going crazy.
"Well, that is to say..." Kreacher's voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying to understand what he had just heard. "Curte is now like a blood belt wrapped in skin. If there is a small cut on his body, he will die immediately?!"
There was an expression of disbelief on his face, as if this fact was too shocking for him to accept for a moment.
Lydia, who was standing by, couldn't help but roll her eyes at Kreacher's reaction, thinking, "Why is this guy so slow? He only understands it now."
But this cannot be blamed on Kreacher, as he does not understand medical knowledge. But now that Kreacher understands, everyone present understands as well.
This was great. Everyone present looked at Kurt with indescribable eyes, and Kurt was obviously confused himself. What was going on? !
(◎_◎；) dizzy
"Kute, I suddenly feel that the editor-in-chief just now said that you look like a refugee, which is really flattering you."
Wow, it’s hard to find someone with only 1 platelet count in the refugee camp. How did he do it?
(゜ ゜)