The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 738-Outside the ward, Jonathan summoned Dorian’s doctor, who was specially transferred over from the Special Medical Team of Asura’s Office. He was the best doctor they had aside for Jason.

“Mr. Wallace, what’s wrong with Dorian’s wounds?” Jonathan asked the old man in his sixties while lighting up a cigarette for him.

Puffing out smoke, Aiden Wallace gave Jonathan’s shoulders a gentle pat.

“Mr. Goldstein, Dorian’s wounds are a handful,” Aiden replied as he threw Dorian a worried glance.

“When a poison prevents a wound from healing, we would usually treat it with grafting surgery. Unfortunately, the treatment failed when I attempted it on Dorian.”

Jonathan nodded as he listened to Aiden.

“How much flesh have you grafted?”

“For the eight wounds… a total of five pounds?” Sighing, Aiden added, “If he weren’t a cultivator, he would have died from blood loss alone.”

Aiden gave Jonathan a realistic assessment.

If the wound refused to close, Dorian would have to carry them permanently.

Hence, in order to survive, Dorian had to use his spiritual energy to stop the blood loss subconsciously, even in his sleep.

That was the reason why he looked exhausted.

Blood would gush out in the event he fell into a deep sleep, which was a condition no one could endure.

On top of that, Dorian’s survival was only possible due to his hardened body. Any ordinary person would have died from mental torture alone.

When Jonathan saw that Aiden had almost finished his cigarette, he whipped out his lighter and lit the latter another one.

long can Dorian

about spiritual energy, it doesn’t take much just to stop the blood loss.

out a few pieces of wrinkled paper from

read through

papers, Jonathan saw that they contained the records of Dorian’s daily

wound on his abdomen in his sleep, causing blood

two-thirds of his usual

documented all of Dorian’s

papers had documented all of Dorian’s behavior that was out

in the middle of the night to standing exceptionally

recorded that it was no different from a

the papers, Jonathan gave Aiden a

“What is this?”

observation of Dorian over the last few

battle his condition for the long haul. Just a few days ago, I saw Dorian stubbing out his cigarette with his fingers. From that moment on, I began to observe every action of his. That was when I noticed that he had entered a state of rage

Aiden’s words stunned Jonathan.

rage? But he looks normal to me, Mr.

Aiden answered with

trouble through the eyes of a psychologist. Due to the inability of his wounds to heal and the long-term use of his mental strength to stop

continued, “During the sixteenth century, a renowned psychologist designed an experiment where he studied the effects of lack of sleep on a group of volunteers. The one who was tested upon the most fell into a state of derangement on the tenth day when he attempted to kill himself just to get some sleep. Even after he was treated and went back to his usual routine, he still needed psychological intervention for almost

ever been driven mad by the fact that you couldn’t hit a mosquito buzzing around you in

nodded at

a duration of an entire month. Basically, that’s

in, it sent a tingle across Jonathan’s

flying around my ear, and yet, I can’t even hit a single one… I think I would have gone mad

“In that case, Dorian…”