Plans often failed to keep up with changes.
Sitting in the private car, Dio glanced sideways at the culture chamber Cheadle was carrying.
The [Lung] inside was pulsing vigorously.
Probably even healthier than the patient's original one-
Dio withdrew his gaze and thought with a touch of humor:
A loss might turn out to be a blessing after all. As though he knew the readers had already forgotten the patient's information and the details of the operation, Dio silently recalled what Cheadle had told him the night before.
The patient's name was Isori, and he was sixty-nine.
His current symptoms were an unending coma, along with a slowing heartbeat, falling body temperature, and weakening breathing as the black traces spread.
Researchers had named those black traces [Black Flow Fluid].
When the [Sage's Red Stone] from the ruins touched the patient's skin, the [Black Flow Fluid] began to recede, and his vital signs stopped weakening.
But during treatment, the gem itself also began to evaporate into thin air in a bizarre fashion.
The day before Dio arrived, almost all the [Black Flow Fluid] on the patient's body had dissipated.
Only the three wounds on the front of the patient's torso continued to discharge those deadly black traces.
However, the [Black Flow Fluid] that emerged was all eliminated by the steadily shrinking Red Stone.
Before Cheadle accepted the assignment, and before the Red Stone had been discovered, a world-class surgeon had tried cutting open the patient's body to determine the source of the [Black Flow Fluid].
Afterward, another death report was added to the mission files.
But at least that doctor really had discovered the source of the [Black Flow Fluid]-three Silver Long Nails embedded firmly in the patient's internal organs!
The second doctor, who later replaced him, tried starting with the