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Chapter 9 The Sadness of the Times

Lu Yuan not only said this to Miss Ke Yao, but he did so.

Although the phone calls were very rare in this era, Ke Yao's Hulmos Detective Office happened to have a landline phone number. Ke Yao only had the phone number from Nightingale Nursing School, so he easily got there and contacted Miss Cynthia.

After briefly explaining the situation, Cynthia told Lu Yuan that she had actually completed most of the nurse courses and was basically waiting to take a boat to the country of Weixiang for an internship.

So she could easily take leave and then take a look at Mary's mother's condition.

So after having afternoon tea with Miss Ke Yao, Lu Yuan came to an intersection near Viscount Delaney's mansion, waiting for Marie in maid outfit to come over. When Mary saw Lu Yuan, she was very happy. She rushed over and threw herself into Lu Yuan's arms. Then she said excitedly that the Viscountess had announced that she had found the lost sapphire necklace. In order to celebrate, she gave her servants double desserts every day for a whole week.

For Mary, what excited her even more was that the matter that had been worried for a week finally settled.

This made Mary feel grateful to Lu Yuan and Su Mei.

"Thank you very much." Mary said seriously.

"All this is thanks to your kind heart and an upright mother." Lu Yuan said seriously.

If Mary had not been the true meaning of kindness and stealing was just to save her mother's life, then she had now secretly sold the necklace and flew away.

If Mary's mother was not honest and unwilling to accept the medicine her daughter had stolen from her home's property, then the truth was revealed and she could not get the necklace to explain to the Viscountess, then what was waiting for Mary would still be a prison disaster.

Now, after Lu Yuan cleverly resolved all this, all he faced was how to fulfill his promise to Mary and try to save Mary's mother's life.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan came to Beckland and met not many people, but the few people happened to include Miss Cynthia.

The kind Miss Cynthia must be willing to help this matter, and she just happens to be able to help.

After all, she is a nurse who is a professional in nursing and has certain medical experience. At the same time, her father also has a large amount of drug resources.

While Lu Yuan was thinking about this, he heard Su Mei’s surprise voice: “Here you come.”

The road was far away and looked across the intersection and saw Cynthia wearing a black and white dress like a swallow trotting from the opposite side of the road.

"I seem to be a little late, I'm very sorry," Cynthia said with a bow.

"Actually, we arrived a while ago. Thank you for your kindness." Lu Yuan said seriously.

Next, the four of them took a public carriage and arrived at the civilian area where Mary lived. On the way, Lu Yuan also told Cynthia in detail about his encounter with Mary and the dilemma faced by Mary.

But I didn't expect that before I finished speaking, I saw Cynthia lowered her head and covered her face: "Don't talk, I can't listen anymore."

The girl's tone was slightly crying.

"Why do kind people always suffer one kind of suffering, while those noble nobles can enjoy a luxurious life?"

As he said this, Cynthia turned her eyes to Lu Yuan: "Mr. Lu Yuan, thank you for giving me this opportunity to help Mary and her mother. I will definitely do my best."

"Because I always believe that in this world, good people should be rewarded."

Lu Yuan looked at Cynthia with tears in her eyes and gently shook Su Mei's hand beside her, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Mary's home is a low shed. It is hard to imagine that Mary is as comfortable as living in the Viscount's mansion. The house is like this dirty scene. Mary refuses Lu Yuan and Su Mei's request to visit her mother. Because she is afraid that her mother will worry about it, Lu Yuan and Su Mei can only stay outside and let Cynthia and Mary go in to visit Mary's mother.

The road was far away in a corner of the shed and found a small workbench with paper sheets of hard cardboard on it, while on the other side were matchboxes made of these hard cardboard sheets.

"If I'm not wrong," Lu Yuan sighed and said, "When Mary's mother was still healthy, she would often sit here to stuff matchboxes to supplement her family income."

"So how much money can a matchbox make?" Su Mei asked.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not expensive." Lu Yuan looked at Su Mei: "After all, a box of matches costs only how much."

"It may be possible to make one or two pennies by sticking a hundred matchboxes, but for such cheap labor at this time, even with such low-level labor, there are a lot of people willing to devote their blood and sweat to those capitalists to squeeze them."

"I understand now why there are so many workers' movements one after another." Su Mei sighed and said, "But we in this era may not be able to do anything."

"Yes, after all, we can't provoke a worker movement or something on our own. That's too dangerous and not in our current interests and identity."

"But when I talk about this, I'm getting more and more curious." Lu Yuan said.

"What are you curious about?" Su Mei looked at Lu Yuan.

"I'm curious about what this world wants us to do." Lu Yuan said: "Now we have met Miss Ke Yao. If Miss Ke Yao takes her in, we can think about how long we live in Beckland, and even if we save enough money in the future, we can even travel around the world."

“We can live here until we die.”

"But it is conceivable." Su Mei interrupted Lu Yuan's words: "The bronze door will not make us old and die. There will definitely be dangers and storms waiting for us in front."

"But we just don't know." Lu Yuan sighed and said.

"However, both Miss Cynthia and Miss Ke Yao are really rare good people."

"Even if it's an illusory world."

"But I still hope they can live happily here."

Su Mei nodded quietly, and at this time, the two saw Mary and Cynthia walking out with gloomy faces.

Lu Yuan hurriedly met him: "How is the situation?"

Cynthia looked at Lu Yuan and bit her lip, trying to speak but couldn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yuan asked again.

Cynthia covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly: "It's tuberculosis."
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