The doctor frowns, looking rather pale, "And the young lady is covered with... the marks of whipping all over. The bite on her leg looks like it is done by some animal."
"But it doesn't look like any other great beast. It looks more like..."
"What is it?" Kevin turns to look at the doctor.
Seeing this, the doctor does not dare to hide anything, and directly speaks out his conjecture, "It is like biting by fish of Osteichthyes."
Osteichthyes?
Kevin laughs, "There are so many kinds of fish in the class of Osteichthyes. You want me to guess them one by one?"
Knowing Kevin is a little angry, the doctor doesn't dare to hesitate, and then blunts, "It is like biting by piranha."
Piranha normally lives in the Amazon River Basin in South America, which is basically in Argentina and Brazil.
It is rare to see this kind fish in China, or even Asia.
If there are some, they might be raised in animal houses or aquariums as ornamental animals.
It is usually kept by special people, and it is difficult for a family or an individual to keep this kind of fish well.
Sure enough, Kevin frowns as soon as he hears piranha.
"How do you know that?" Kevin stares at the doctor closely, as if trying to determine if he is telling the truth.
The doctor knows that Kevin is a bit impatient, so he doesn't dare to neglect it.
"I had the honor to attend a discussion on the case of a patient who is bitten by a piranha when I was a PhD student," says the doctor, "The hospital provided us with pictures of the patient's wounds and we studied the characteristics of the wounds and of the piranha bite."
"Did you find anything?"
"Yes." The doctor nods, quickly takes out his cell phone, looks for the pictures and hands the phone to Kevin. "This is the picture of the wound of that patient."
Kevin takes the phone and doesn't care why the doctor gives him an irrelevant answer. He focuses on the pictures in the phone.
The wounds in the photos are particularly gruesome.
After the patient was taken to the hospital, the hospital took photos of the wound and processed them a bit.
On the photo, there is a large area of muscle torn away, and around the wound, dried blood can be seen, and there is some fresh blood.
There are some other pictures of the wound that have been processed.
The wound has scabbed and the blood around it has been cleaned up, but there is no muscle in the wound, and the wound looks particularly creepy.
And then there are some pictures of the wound getting recovered.
Kevin hands the phone back to the doctor, then goes to the bed, pulls up the quilt and checks the wound on Butler's leg.
Sure enough...
It is almost the same as the one in the picture, the mutilated, blood-stained wounds.
After simple treatment, there is no further deterioration in the wound. It has been slowly healing, but because of the long-time standing at noon today, it seems to have inflamed.
"Give her some medicine for the wound." Kevin waves his hand and explains to the doctor.
The doctor nods, takes some medicine and proceeds with a simple treatment.
It takes nearly twenty minutes to apply the medicine.
The doctor walks up to Kevin and says, "Mr. Kevin, it's done. As for the further treatment, I will discuss it with the other doctors before I make up the prescription."
"But Mr. Kevin, it'd better not let the lady to touch water. If she has to, she'd better avoid the wound."
"What's more, she should not stand for a long time, or it may cause worse recurrence."
After that, the doctor packs up his medicine box and is ready to leave.
"Wait a minute." Kevin stops him. "In which place are there piranhas?"
Hearing that, the doctor thinks for a moment, and finally shakes his head, "Sorry, Mr. Kevin. I don't know. If there is any, maybe aquariums have some."
The aquarium...
Kevin's eyes sparkle.
He doesn't think Butler would have gone to the aquarium, fallen into the tank just in time, and been bitten by a piranha.
"Does anyone keep these things at home?"
The Quinn family?
The doctor shakes his head, "Sorry, Mr. Kevin, I really don't know."
He has only been at the Quinn family for a short time. How could he possibly know much about the Quinn family?
Hearing this, Kevin waves his hand, "OK, you can go now."
The doctor hurries away, not daring to stay any longer.
But when he gets outside, he sees Ellison standing in the doorway, "Mr. Ellison."
Ellison nods. "How's Miss Butler?"
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