In a blink of an eye, it was November. The sky was gloomy and large areas of gray-white clouds were like mourning faces, constantly sighing, hovering in the air in a tangled way. There was no bright sunshine or a cheerful mood. Nick's house was wrapped in a layer of depressed atmosphere, which made people breathless.
It has been a week since Nick's injury. Although Nick's fortune has been recovered after three days of treatment by Druid Jay, Nick's viscera was recovered, but Nick's internal organs have been damaged and their internal organs have been damaged. After treatment and repair, he can no longer engage in high-intensity physical activities.
Of course, now I have to lie down and recuperate for one month.
What does this mean for a family whose life is not very wealthy? Yes, it means that there is no hope in the future, and that as they grow old, the family will gradually fall into trouble.
Nick's home is an ordinary town in the town, with a piece of land at home. His father, Lao Clin, is a loggerhead, and his mother is an ordinary peasant woman. Although his family is barely fed and fed, before Nick was injured, the family was busy and never lost confidence in life. They lived poorly but strongly. This is basically a portrayal of the lives of all the residents in the town.
Busy, but strong because of the existence of hope.
Hope, in my son, nothing can bring them hope more than a healthy and capable son. Although Nick was naughty before he was sixteen and never let them worry, who had never been tempted by the time he was a child? As long as he didn't cause any trouble, he would naturally become a calm, hardworking qualified townsman and become the pillar of this family when he grew up.
And now, the pillar of the future has been broken. Since Nick was carried back to the present, this poor family has been shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.
"Nick, have some soup!" Nick's mother is only in her early thirties this year, but her heavy physical labor and the years of wind and sun have made her hair gray, rough skin, and a slightly bloated figure.
At this time, she was carefully serving a little bit of the broth from the pot into the bowl, and then brought it to the bedside. There, Nick, who had been jumping around, was lying listlessly, staring at the big tree beside the window in a daze.
"Mom, I don't want to drink it!" Unlike the past when I saw the meat, Nick is very interested in facing a bowl of fragrant broth.
Perhaps, at the beginning, Nick liked the life of not having to work and having a good sleep every day, but when he knew that maybe he would spend countless days and nights in the future, he would be in such a life, unable to run, practice martial arts, and help his parents do heavy work, he was panicked.
Really, Nick is extremely panicked now. He doesn't know what else he can do in the future. If Nick before the age of sixteen was just a teenager who followed Romon and Fafell, then after experiencing such a disaster and spending his sixteenth birthday in suffering, he began to reflect on his previous life.
Before he was sixteen, he had a thin but healthy body, a poor but carefree childhood, and an optimistic and hardworking parents. After he was sixteen, he lost everything. His body was ruined and his future was gone, and his parents were always worried. What should he do? What should he do with his home? Nick looked at the big tree outside and thought blankly.
Seeing that he refused to drink the soup, Nick's mother could only sigh and put the bowl on the wooden table beside the bed, and then carefully buttoned the bowl with a large bowl.
Although Nick's treatment costs were paid by Romon, in order to make his son's health better as soon as possible, Nick's parents bought some nutritious things as much as possible to eat. The family, which was not rich, has lost all their savings. It was this little broth, and the meat they bought from their neighbor's house.
Nick turned his head and watched his mother walk out hunched over, her nose sore. She wanted to cry. She looked at the two buttoned bowls on the table, gradually, full of regret.
If he can get healthy again, if he doesn't go out with them that day...
"Ah! It's Romon! Fafer is here too?" Suddenly, the voice of his father Old Clin came from outside. Is it... Romon coming? Nick forced his body to lift up, and through the window, he saw two figures appearing at the gate of Nick's house. Isn't the handsome young man walking in front of him his good friend Romon!
For a moment, Nick's mood was a little complicated, and he didn't know what kind of mentality to face this former friend.
He knew that he should not blame him. Although the hunting operation that day was Romon's proposal, he was willing to go there. He could not blame the other two people for his injuries. What's more, in order to save him, Romon still owed a huge debt of 300 silver coins.
However, seeing that his family was about to fall into despair because of this incident, even if Nick did not resent Romon, it would be difficult for him to face him with a normal mind.
If...if it wasn't for his proposal, maybe, maybe he was still living a healthy life...
Looking out from the window, Romon, who was the same age as him, had a handsome face that had recently practiced swordsmanship, but it showed more manly charm, and his eyebrows were filled with a kind of confidence that a small town boy had never had.
Nick was a little confused when he saw this good friend of the past has become so outstanding? But now he has to...
"Romon, Fafell, go in quickly. Nick is lying on the bed and is unwilling to eat anything. You advise him, how can this continue?" Nick's mother walked out, barely smiled at Romon and Fafell, and then said with a sad face.
Romon also sighed. Needless to say, it was Nick. If it were him, he would have been announced suddenly that he would be a half-waste person in the future, and I am afraid he would not feel good.
After comforting Nick's mother, he half forcibly stuffed the two pheasants in his hand into each other's hands. Romon then pushed the door and walked in. Fafell followed him. As soon as he entered the room, a pungent smell of medicine rushed into his nose, which made both of them sneeze.
Romon rubbed his nose and looked at the simple house at the same time, then his eyes fell on the bed. On the wooden bed covered with a layer of quilt, a young man was lying on his side with a sad expression, his face facing the direction of the window.
"Nick?" Romon shouted carefully.
"Nick, it's us! Fafell and Romon! Are you feeling better?" Fafell walked over and patted Nick's back.
When Nick turned around, not only Fafell, but also Romon was shocked.
"Nick, you..." Romon and Fafel looked at the person in front of him in amazement. This thin person hadn't seen him for only a few days. The boy who was originally a round face and jumping around was already haggard. Not only did he lose weight, but he also lost the slightest bit of his eyes.
"Nick, are you okay?" Fafell asked hurriedly after he woke up. "I heard from your mother that you refused to eat, why? Don't you want to fight with us again like before?"
Nick shook his head and said with some self-deprecating self-deprecating: "Don't hide it from me, my body is already ruined! Why are you talking about like before..."
Romon, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said: "Actually, your body is not impossible to fully recover."
"What did you say?" Nick's eyes suddenly burst out with an incomparable spirit and looked at Romon. But soon, the spirit dimmed again. "Okay, don't you comfort me anymore. Didn't Druid Jayfa say that I will be half-waste in the future? What else can I do?"
"People who cannot be treated cannot be treated by druids. After all, priests are professionals. Moreover, even if ordinary priests cannot be treated, are there any senior priests? As long as there is hope, everything is possible." Romon said, patting Nick on the shoulder: "You have a good rest at home, don't worry about money. I will help you. As long as there is hope, don't give up."
As he said that, he pulled Fafell and walked away quickly.
It was not until he left Nick's house that Fafeer asked curiously: "Romon, Nick's injury is not completely cured by Jet Fadrui. Do you really have a way?"
Romon kicked the stone on the roadside as he walked: "I can't guarantee that his injury will be cured, but it's better to have hope than to have no hope."
Because of the possession of the soul, Romon had some use of his former friends at the beginning. When Nick was injured, the first thing he thought about was how to reduce the impact and not let this injury affect his future hunting plan. The guilt for Nick burst out when he saw Nick's depressed expression. Although Nick didn't say anything complaining, he still felt that he should do something else.
Romon sighed and said to Fafell: "I plan to go hunting in the forest tomorrow, are you going?"
Although Nick was injured first, Fafer still accepted Romon's proposal without hesitation.
As soon as the next day was dawn, the two of them brought enough dry food and water, and each carried their weapons and walked towards the forest. The forest was a little cold in the morning, and Fafer kept breathing in his hands to warm up. Unlike him, Romon, who was a little thin, was very energetic and kept searching for traces of his prey.
"Fafell, wait a moment." Suddenly, Romon stopped. In front of him was a pile of animal feces, and he squatted down and observed.
After a long time, he stood up and said to Fafell: "A few herbivores just passed, and the number is not very large. Let's take a look."
Fafell nodded, took down the bow and arrow from his shoulder, and followed Romon closely.
The two of them walked out about a mile and a river appeared in front of them. There were grass on both sides of the river. The two of them carefully hid their bodies and looked at the riverside.
Chapter completed!