As soon as the sky dawned, Lumian opened his eyes to the sound of the bells from St. Robles Church.
That night, he slept at the Golden Rooster Hotel.
He raised his right palm and touched his head and found that the thick hair was back.
Lumian then rolled out of bed, looked at the full-length mirror in the room, and saw himself that was both familiar and a little strange.
That was when he was still in the village of Kordu, before his hair was dyed blond.
In the early morning light, he smiled to himself, feeling much better than before.
At least, at least he won't fail in everything he does. Killing and revenge are still no problem.
After having breakfast bought from a street vendor, Lumian was about to go to the Observatory District or Memorial Hall District to find a barber shop to dye his hair blonde again, when he heard a rush of footsteps from bottom to top, from far to near.
Just when he thought the other party would kick the door open, Dongdongdong's knock on the door rang.
The person who came was Franka. She rarely got up so early. She was just about to say something when she saw Lumian's pure black hair.
"Are you back?" she asked in shock.
"That's right." Lumian watched Franka walk into room 207 and closed the door.
Franca no longer dwelled on this issue and said viciously: "Did you kill Hugues Artois's assistant secretary?
"You rushed to be promoted to 'arsonist' last night?"
Lumian stood up, smiled and said, "Yes."
Franca didn't expect him to admit it so readily, and she was a little speechless for a moment.
After a few seconds, she hissed and said: "You kid, you kid, while you promised me you would be patient, you went right ahead and rushed forward. You really don't want to keep your hatred until tomorrow, right?"
"If you stay like this all the time, I seriously doubt that you will survive this year, no, this month!"
Lumian explained simply: "I didn't actually think about killing the guy named Tybalt last night. I just planned to stay close to him, collect more information, and prepare for you to deal with him later, but the opportunity suddenly appeared.
, and it was so good that I couldn’t convince myself to give up.
"Well, I have made preparations in all aspects, including anti-divination and anti-tracking."
Franka let out a sigh of relief and asked curiously: "Is that guy very weak? You seem to succeed easily?"
"His main ability is to spread diseases through contact, and he happened to be restrained by the 'Arsonist'. If it weren't for anti-divination and anti-psychic, I could kill him within ten seconds." Lumian recalled.
Franka sighed: "You are so lucky, haven't you thought about the situation where the target is very powerful?"
"I initially judge that he won't be particularly powerful. If it exceeds a certain limit, I will directly use my knife." Lumian asked instead, "Why did you get up so early?"
"I was woken up by Gardner!" Franca said through gritted teeth, "He asked me to mobilize you leaders to find the person who killed Assistant Secretary Hugues Artois. As soon as I heard the details, I thought it was
You did it! I just told you last night to adjust the state and prepare the potion, but you turned around and drank the 'Arsonist'."
Lumian said sincerely: "I feel that my condition during this period is particularly suitable for promotion to 'arsonist', so I quickly prepared the potion.
"Will the boss doubt me?"
"Not for the time being." Franka shook her head, "Except for yourself, no one could have imagined that you would take the magic potion last night, and you were smart enough to blame the Aurora Society. Well, in
In Gardner's mind, you clearly lack the necessary motivation."
At this point, Franka glanced at Lumian's head: "Come on, I'll help you dye it back to its previous color. Try not to change it at this time, so as not to be suspected."
"Okay." Lumian was happy to have saved some money.
The ward in the morning was much more lively than at night. Some people were carried away while crying, some were carried back home by their relatives, and some insisted on leaving the hospital in the face of a lot of crying.
Jenna and Elodie, who woke up again, remained silent in the face of these scenes, because they knew exactly what was going on: not everyone is willing to bear a large debt to treat their loved ones, and not everyone is willing to bear a large debt to treat their loved ones.
I hope that my family will fall into the abyss because of me.
Sometimes the patient gives up and the family members insist. Sometimes the family members give up and the patient has no choice but to accept his fate. Sometimes the patient and the family members leave the ward at the same time in a tacit agreement without words. When they look at each other, they can't bear the tears.
Stop, cry or shout.
When the ward returned to a certain level of silence, Elodie, who reluctantly sat up, asked in a low voice: "How long should I continue to be treated here?"
Jian Na thought for a moment and decided to tell her mother frankly. After all, this matter could not be concealed. The doctor would more or less reveal it during rounds, treatment or further examinations, and Elodie would not be able to hide it if she stayed for a few more days.
The truth can be determined based on the physical condition and the fact that he has not been discharged from the hospital.
Jian Na organized her words and said: "The doctor said that you need to stay here for several months, or even half a year. Your external injuries are not serious, but your body is severely damaged. If you don't treat it completely, the situation may worsen."
Before Elodie could react, she smiled: "I have already obtained the treatment expenses. I borrowed it from Franka. She is not short of such a small amount of money and promised that Julian and I can pay it back in installments in two to three years.
, by then, dad’s accident compensation will definitely have been paid, and there may be hope for yours too.”
Elodie's expression was dazed for a moment, and after a few seconds she said: "Why does it take so long..."
"With such a big explosion and chemical gases, it's good to be able to survive." Jenna asked, "What exactly happened at that time."
Elodie thought for a while and answered a little tiredly: "I don't know, the explosion happened immediately, and I fainted at that time.
"I think it started near the big metal tanks. Alas, many facilities in the factory are very old. There are often areas that are broken and need repairs. The boss is not willing to pay for replacements. Alas..."
After chatting like this for a while, Jian Na saw that her mother was a little low on energy, so she asked her to rest for a while, and then she went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.
After seeing her walk out of the ward, Elodie struggled out of bed, unplugged the infusion bottle, held on to the wall, and walked diagonally to the ward diagonally opposite, where doctors and nurses were checking the injured one by one.
Elodie found the doctor, reported her ward and bed number, and asked, "How many more months do I have to receive treatment?"
The doctor flipped through the records and said: "All the test results haven't come out yet. It's currently five to seven months old."
"How much does treatment cost each month?" Elodie asked.
The doctor considered it and said: "It depends on the results of the examination. If it is good, it will be about two to three hundred ferkin per week. In the later stage, it will be even less. But if the situation is not good, it will be four to five hundred ferkin per week."
After that, even after you leave the hospital, you must pay attention to rest and never be tired again."
Elodie suddenly lost her speech. The nurse helped her back to the ward and inserted the needle again.
When it was almost noon, Julian, who came over specially to see his mother's condition, walked into the ward.
After chatting with him for a while, Jian Na said: "I will go to the hospital's attached restaurant to buy you food."
After saying that, she walked out of the ward briskly and walked down the stairs.
After repeated education from Lumian, she truly realized that she was an extraordinary person, different from ordinary people. As long as she was willing to take certain risks, there were many ways to make money.
Therefore, the cost of treatment and the large debt are nothing. If my mother can be saved, it is worth being happy and praising the sun!
In the ward, Elodie looked at Julian sitting next to her, her eyes were soft and her expression was gentle and she asked: "Are you almost 23 years old?" "Yes." Julian smiled, "You have already been able to take on the responsibility of a family.
I am a worker, but in your eyes, I am still an adult child."
Elodie smiled slightly and said: "That's because my standards for true adulthood are different from others. I have always felt that you can only be considered an adult if you have mastered a skill that can sustainably make money. You still have one year left, and Chelia still has
A year and a half.
"You have suffered so much in the past few years."
"It's you who have had the hard work." Julian said with emotion, "Before I could really help, you had to work three jobs every day for a whole year, starting at six in the morning and going out until twelve at night.
Only then can I go home.”
At this point, he blurted out in excitement: "We will definitely cure you!"
Elodie laughed happily and touched her flaxen hair: "What a pity, my wig is gone." And your sister, she lied to us before and said she dyed her hair brown because the theater needed it.
She is yellow just so that no one will recognize her when she sings in a dance hall. There is really nothing she can do about it.
"Hey, I really don't want you to bear more debt, which will waste you for several years. By then, you will no longer be young..."
Julian quickly comforted his mother, saying that he was very good at learning benchwork skills and would definitely get a salary increase next year.
After chattering for a few minutes, Elodie covered her chest and said to Julian: "I'm a little uncomfortable. Please help me find a doctor."
"Yeah." Julian suddenly stood up and rushed outside.
Elodie immediately pulled off the infusion needle, held on to other beds, and walked staggeringly but firmly to the window of the ward.
The first floor of the Holy Palace Hospital.
Jian Na carried a wooden lunch box, came out of the attached restaurant, and walked towards the stairs.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure falling from a height outside the hall, making a banging sound.
Jian Na was inexplicably panicked. She didn't know what she was worried about, but she turned around, rushed out of the hall, came to the place near the person who jumped from the building, and squeezed through the crowd surrounding the scene.
The next second, she saw the bloody liquid flowing and the friendly face with fine wrinkles.
With a bang, the lunch box in her hand fell to the ground, and her eyes became blank and hollow, reflecting a dazzling bright red.
The deceased was her mother Elodie.
The person who jumped to death was her mother Elodie.