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Chapter 187 Light and Heavy

The conditions of the clinic in the village were a bit rudimentary, but the doctor had promised to do his best to treat the old woman. Despite this, Charti was still waiting outside the door very worriedly.

Perhaps it was the habit of believers. At this time, Charti was holding a cross in her hand, kneeling in front of the window at the end of the corridor, praying silently.

Lucifer could not move too far away from the nuns. At this time, he could only lean against the wall in boredom, staring at the process of a small spider in the corner catching food, thinking about the old lady who was giving first aid inside if the treatment failed.

What happens after that.

Although they took the initiative to attack the two nuns as per the law, if they were to die of natural causes, it would be another matter later. If the old nun who limited the distance was not there, then as long as they escaped Sharti...

Just as he was thinking about it, the doctor finally walked out of the room and at the same time took off the mask on his face, showing a tired look.

Upon hearing the noise, Sharti quickly stood up and hurriedly walked to the doctor.

The doctor heaved a sigh of relief and said with a frown: "We have finally passed the most dangerous period, but the situation is not optimistic. Sharti, you should know that the conditions here are really bad."

"Are you sending grandma to the hospital in the city? Can you contact the hospital over there to have the ambulance come?" Charlotte said quickly.

The doctor said helplessly: "Sharti, even hospitals in big cities have limited resources. I have already contacted someone, and ambulances from several hospitals have been dispatched. I am afraid it will not be until tonight at the earliest. But in view of the fact that grandma

I'm afraid my current situation is a little too bad."

"How good is this..." Sharti became anxious, "How about this, I will send grandma out myself!"

"That's what I mean too." The doctor nodded at this time and said: "But if you use your car to send us there, the road will be too bumpy. Let me drive you there. If there is any emergency on the road, I may still send you there."

We can handle it."

"Thank you, doctor! Thank you, doctor!" Sharti thanked her gratefully.

"You're welcome." The doctor smiled and said, "I also grew up in the village. I have always been taken care of by my grandma. How could I not care if she has something to do?"

How annoying...

Lucifer watched the little bug finally fall into the spider's mouth, but at the same time he could clearly hear the conversation between the doctor and Sharti.

How annoying... Helping each other? Gratitude?

"Don't care?" Lucifer suddenly said coldly at this time.

Charti and the doctor looked at Lucifer at the same time, showing doubtful expressions. Lucifer sneered: "You are the only doctor here. Once you leave, what will happen to the other patients?"

?Don’t care?”

"Lucifer!" Charlotte called him by his name with some dissatisfaction.

Lucifer said indifferently at this time: "When I first came in, I saw it. There was a baby with a high fever, right? Is it really okay to leave like this? Every baby needs you very much, right? Doctor

?Or, is the life of the old nun more important than this baby?"

The doctor's brows suddenly frowned, "Sharti, what's wrong with this child?"

"She..." Charti was speechless at this time, for some reason... the life of grandma and the comfort of the baby.

It was as if a scale had suddenly been set up in my heart.

Lucifer did not intend to stop at this time, but said with great interest: "Oh, by the way, it is said that it is the duty of doctors to save lives and heal the wounded, right? In the eyes of you doctors, is there no distinction between life and life? The same is true.

When you are needed, the old man or the baby, which one are you going to save..."

The doctor's eyes suddenly opened wider... This question had already been asked by his instructor in class when he was studying to qualify as a doctor.

There is no doubt that this is the most difficult question to choose. Obviously, this doctor is not a person who pursues fame and fortune, otherwise he would not be willing to come to such a small village to practice medicine.

But Lucifer's words were far from finished, but with a more playful tone, "...Which one are you going to give up?"

"I..." the doctor's lips moved and he said calmly: "I know the child's condition better. Although the high fever will not go away, it will only take a while. Taking a step back, even if I leave, I will

You can still tell the nurse! Don’t worry, she is also professional!”

"Oh, yes, that's good." Lucifer nodded, "As promised, doctor, you can drive there... After all, you are the only one who has a car here."

"Well, without further ado." The doctor nodded quickly and didn't know why. He seemed to be relieved, but at the same time he didn't dare to look the child in the eyes.

Lucifer was seen holding his hands behind his head at this time, and just walked straight forward with his hands on his head.

But before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly turned her head, squinted and said, "I suddenly remembered two things. Doctor, what should I do if the baby has a sudden situation and the nurse can't handle it? Will it make the baby worse?"

Is it dangerous?”

"This..." The doctor suddenly looked a little embarrassed. This child...

"There's one more thing."

Lucifer chuckled and said: "What if you just leave here and a patient with a more serious condition suddenly comes? What should you say in terms of responsibility? Oh, by the way, in the end...

One thing... you think, should doctors leave their jobs? If it is to treat patients far away."

"I..." The doctor looked at Charlotte in confusion, but after just one glance at her, he quickly avoided her gaze.

Charti's lips moved, but the fingers holding the corners of her clothes were a little white.

"What's going on with this kid? Who does he belong to, so ignorant?"

Suddenly, Lucifer felt as if his whole body was being lifted up and the clothes on his back were grabbed.

She looked back and saw a tall, muscular man with a beard looking at her angrily.

"Mr. Isam!" The doctor shouted at this time: "Your child..."

Mr. Isam shook his head, "The fever still hasn't gone away, but I'm not worried because I believe my child can get through this difficulty. This suffering is just a test for him. If he

If he can't overcome even this kind of test, then it can only be said that he will lack resilience in the future!"

"After all, he was born not long ago. Mr. Isam, your statement is really a bit..." The doctor shook his head.

But Mr. Isam said loudly: "I don't know what you are struggling with! Although there is only one car, there is not only one person who can drive it! Doctor, you really shouldn't leave your job, but I can! Change me

Come on, I'll take grandma to the hospital in the city!"

"Ah! That's really great!" The doctor slapped his forehead and said, "I remembered that Mr. Isam used to be a truck driver! This is a good solution!"

"Thank you, Mr. Essam!" Sharti gratefully grabbed the uncle's palm.

"What are you talking about? I'm still waiting for my grandma to baptize my children in the future! Haha, how could I let my grandma retire so soon!" Mr. Isam laughed, "I drive very fast.

!”

It seemed that the predicament was broken instantly with just a few words from this man, and a bright ray of sunshine penetrated the heavy atmosphere.

Tsk.

Lucifer's eyes narrowed and he stared at the sudden appearance of Mr. Isam.

I really hate it, the dazzling brilliance of this clock.



"I've already contacted you. This is the address and contact number of the hospital. Someone will pick you up immediately after they are delivered."

In front of the small clinic, the doctor stood in front of the car that had started the engine and handed Sharti a note...

Charti helped the unconscious old woman sit in the back seat, while Lucifer was placed in the passenger seat and was roughly tied into a seat belt by Mr. Isam.

"I'm going, doctor, wait for my good news!" Uncle Isam stretched out his hand out of the car window and gave a thumbs up.

Watching his car speeding away, the doctor let out a long sigh for some reason.

He murmured to himself: "Such a young child actually said such terrible words... When he grows up, it will be okay. But..."

Babies and the elderly.

If there is no Mr. Isam this time, what is the answer?





"You all wait for me here. Don't come in without my instructions."

In front of a famous brand clothing store, the 'Messenger of God' gave these instructions to the bodyguards responsible for protecting him.

After that, Bucky got out of the car by himself, then pushed open the revolving door of the clothing store, and walked inside. The clerks and customers in the store all felt extremely strange when a guy wearing a mask walked in...



Of course, the luxurious suit worn by the masked guy did not hide from the sharp eyes of the store clerk.

"Sir, how can I help you?" A clerk with big breasts walked up to Bucky and asked with a smile.

"Where is the bathroom?" Bucky asked directly.

"Over there." The clerk was stunned... He was so well dressed, did he just come in to borrow the bathroom? However, with excellent service training, the clerk still gave Bucky directions.

"Oh...thank you, may God bless you." Bucky said in a gentle voice, and then quickly walked towards the bathroom.

But when Bucky entered the bathroom, the mask on his face began to melt in an instant, but it did not separate from his face. Instead, it melted and took shape again, and finally became a human face, completely attached to it.

In Bucky's face.

Bucky took a look at his current appearance in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

It's very boring... Although his current life is the life of his dreams, it is indeed very boring, especially when time goes by and he is more leisurely, and he even has to pass the time in a daze.

Even when he was in prison, the prison would let him out every day... Living in a manor, with respectful believers in front and behind him, Bucky found it difficult to find someone to talk to.

Face-changing is a very effective method. It cost a lot of money to buy this mask. It was really the right thing to do!

Bucky patted his cheek at this time, transformed into a charming man in his thirties, then took off his jacket, hung it on his arm, walked out directly, and walked out easily

He left the sight of the bodyguards outside the store.

Bucky actually didn't plan to stay out like this for long. He had no intention of giving up his current life. He just came out to enjoy the autumn breeze and enjoy the long-lost feeling of having fun alone.

All in all, Bucky is actually a bitchy guy.

Why do you say that?

Because at this time Bucky was walking in a small alley full of erotica. Although there were many young and beautiful girls in the manor who dedicated themselves to the cause, but ah... I had eaten too many exquisite snacks, and occasionally I wanted to eat that kind of street food.

snack.

A group of wandering warblers around him were having sex in various ways as he walked by. This long-lost smell made Bucky feel like he was back to the time when he was conquering the world at the Imperial Capital Headquarters.

Of course, in a small alley like this, in addition to the wandering fireflies standing on the street, there are naturally two other ways to make money: illegal gambling stalls and scum selling drugs.

Bucky's eyes swept over Liu Ying's body infatuatedly at this time, showing a comfortable expression, "Ah... I feel like I have replenished a lot of energy."

Just when Bucky was thinking about choosing a woman who could still penetrate him among so many flying fireflies, and having a long-lost open-air friendly match in a dark alley, and reminiscing about the romantic years when he was struggling, he was suddenly struck by a small bifurcation on the side.

The screams in the alley attracted attention.

I saw a few young men who looked like gangsters, punching and kicking a fat guy... Bucky didn't pay too much attention, after all, it was too unusual for something like this to happen in a place like this.

Nothing more than normal.

It's probably a territorial dispute, or some unlucky guy who broke the rules or something like that.

"This industry is really difficult..." Bucky thought for a moment, then rubbed his hands, looking like he was in the advanced stages of cancer, and continued to look for someone to drink.

It really ruined the image created by this mask at this time.

"Let me tell you! My boss is Bucky! If you dare to hit me again, my boss Bucky will not let you go!"

However, at this time, there was such an angry shouting sound coming from the branching alley, and this sound made Bucky feel surprisingly familiar.

"Hey, I seem to have heard this voice somewhere?" Bucky frowned and decided to return. What's more important is that the clamor actually mentioned 'Boss Bucky'!

Bucky walked into the branching alley with a sullen face. Several young gangsters didn't care at all and just continued their business of beating people.

"Friend, haven't you gone a little too far? If you beat someone to death, you've broken the rules, right?" Bucky said calmly at this time.

"Ah? Who are you? Are you looking for trouble?" A young man with a large number of tattoos stared at him fiercely.

Bucky shrugged, and then glanced at the fat guy who was beaten to the ground. He saw the guy shouting "My boss is Bucky" and he also raised his head at this time.

His eyes were black and his face was swollen, but his original appearance could be recognized.

Bucky was stunned. Isn't this guy Cage, the commander of the prison van that helped him escape and was eventually thrown away by him?

How come it's so miserable?


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