Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 137

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 became 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, killing and taking revenge is 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 rang. The person who came was Franka. She rarely got up so early. She was 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." Franka didn't expect him to admit it so readily, and she was a little speechless for a moment.

After a few seconds, she

"His" he said: "You kid, you kid, while you promised me that you would be patient, you just went ahead and rushed forward. You really don't want to keep your hatred until tomorrow, right?"

"If you are like this all the time, I deeply doubt that you will survive this year, no, this month!" Lumian simply explained: "I actually didn't think about killing the guy named Tybalt last night, I just planned to stay here. I wanted to give him a try, 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 breath and asked curiously: "Is that guy very weak? You seem to succeed easily?"

"His main ability is to spread diseases through contact, which 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 just use my knife." Lumian asked instead,

"Why did you get up so early?"

"I was woken up by Gardner!" Franka said through gritted teeth.

"He asked me to mobilize you leaders to find the person who killed Assistant Secretary Hugues and Artois. As soon as I heard the details, I thought it was you! I just told you last night that I would adjust my condition and prepare the potion. You turned around and drank the 'Arsonist'." Lumian said sincerely: "I felt that my state during this period was particularly suitable for promotion to the 'Arsonist', so I quickly prepared the potion.

"Will the boss doubt me?"

"Not yet." Franka shook her head.

"Except for yourself, no one could have imagined that you would take the magic potion last night. Moreover, you cleverly blamed the Aurora Society. Well, in Gardner's mind, you obviously lack the necessary motivation." Speaking of this, Franka glanced at Lumian's head: "Come on, I will help you dye it back to the previous color. Try not to change 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 busier 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 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 without words and with a tacit understanding. 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 will I have to be treated here?" Jenna thought for a moment and decided to tell her mother frankly. After all, she couldn't hide the matter. The doctor would more or less reveal something when doing rounds, treatment or further examinations, and Elodie would be able to determine the truth based on her physical condition and the fact that she had not been discharged from the hospital if she stayed for a few more days.

Jenna organized her words and said: "The doctor said 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 cure it completely, the situation may worsen." Elodie didn't wait. After reacting, she smiled: "I have already obtained the treatment expenses. I borrowed it from Franca. 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. When the time comes, Dad The compensation for your accident must have been paid, and there may be hope for yours too." Elodie looked dazed for a moment, then said after a few seconds: "Why does it take so long..."

"With such a big explosion and chemical gases, it's good to be able to survive." Jenna asked following the trend.

"What exactly happened at that time." Elodie thought for a while and replied slightly tiredly: "I don't know, the explosion happened immediately, and I passed out at that time.

"I think it started near the big metal tanks. Hey, many facilities in the factory are very old. Some places are often broken and need to be repaired. The boss is not willing to pay for replacements. Hey..." So we talked. After a while, Jian Na saw that her mother's energy was a little low, 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 to get out of bed, unplugged the infusion bottle, held on to the wall, and walked diagonally across the ward 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 need to be treated?" The doctor flipped through the records and said, "The test results haven't all come out yet. Currently, there are five to seven. months."

"How much does treatment cost each month?" Elodie asked. The doctor considered it and said: "It depends on the test results. 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, you must pay attention to rest even after you leave the hospital, and you must not 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'll go to the hospital's attached restaurant to buy you food." After that, she walked briskly out of the ward and went 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?"

"Yeah." Julian smiled,

"I have long been able to take on the role of a family worker, but in your eyes, I am still not an adult child." Elodie said with a smile: "That's because my standards for true adulthood are different from others. I have always felt that you are considered an adult only if you have mastered a skill that can sustainably make money. You still have one year left, and Chelia still has one and a half years left.

"You have suffered so much in the past few years."

"It's you who have worked hard." Julian said with emotion,

"Before I could really help you, you had to work three jobs every day for a whole year, leaving home at six in the morning and not getting home until 12 in the evening." At this point, he blurted out emotionally: "We will definitely cure you!" Elodie laughed happily and touched her flaxen hair: "What a pity, my wig is gone." And your sister, who lied to us before that the theater needed it, She dyed her hair brown just so she wouldn't be recognized when she sang in a dance hall. There was really nothing she could do.

"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 and said that he It’s great to learn benchwork skills and you will 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 stood up abruptly 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. Jenna came out of the attached restaurant and walked towards the stairs carrying a wooden lunch box.

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