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.

how long can Dorian keep

energy, it doesn’t take much just to stop the blood loss. What I’m concerned about is his state

Aiden pulled out a few pieces of wrinkled paper from his lab

Goldstein, read through the notes on

they

abdomen in

only ate two-thirds of his usual portion for breakfast. He insisted on drinking

papers had documented all of Dorian’s behavior that

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

everything from him tossing and turning in the middle of the

recorded that it was no different from a

papers, Jonathan gave Aiden

“What is this?”

over the last few

the long haul. Just a few days ago, I saw Dorian stubbing out his cigarette with his fingers. From that moment

Aiden’s words stunned Jonathan.

But he looks normal to

Aiden answered

he looks fine to the layman, he is in deep 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 the blood loss with his spiritual energy, he hasn’t gotten any proper sleep for

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 a year and a half before he could fully go back to normal. As for Dorian, he has reached the threshold of his sanity. What awaits him currently is a state of self-mutilation,” Aiden

Goldstein, just think about it. Have you ever been driven mad by the fact that you couldn’t hit a mosquito buzzing around you in your

at

but amplify it a hundred times for a duration of

the casual tone Aiden was speaking in, it sent a tingle across

yet, I can’t even hit a single one… I think I would have gone mad in a few hours, let

“In that case, Dorian…”