Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 943 Impermanence
The old lady's first aid went smoothly, and at the same time in the village, the high fever of Mr. Issam's child has subsided.

This is all good news.

However, because of the drug, the old mother has not yet recovered.But Xiaerti's expression was no longer tense, and she obviously let go of the big stone in her heart.

"Shaerti, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Mr. Yisam walked to the ward at this moment, "I'll come pick her up when Mammy is discharged from the hospital."

"Thank you, Mr. Issam." Shaerti said gratefully.

This Mr. Issam smiled heartily at this time: "It's easy to do... By the way, if you have any difficulties regarding the cost, please let me know, and I will go back and find a solution for you."

Xiaerti smiled and said: "Don't worry about the cost, I have already contacted the church here. The reason why the cathedral here is to pay the treatment fee for the nanny."

"Oh... that's really great." Mr. Issam nodded and said with emotion: "It seems that it is better to have faith."

Xia Erti smiled and said: "If the mutual assistance between people disappeared, we would have disappeared long ago."

"That's true." Mr. Issam nodded.

Sharti stood up, put her palm on Mr. Issam's forehead, and gave him some blessings—this was of course not like Bucky's visible blessings, but just a simple ceremony.

In other words, it is a spiritual blessing.

Before leaving, Mr. Yisam suddenly said: "By the way, that child is still outside... Do you need me to take her back? I think this child is a bit weird, do you want to help take care of her for a few days?"

Xiaerti had no choice but to say: "That child can't stay too far away from my mother and me... It's okay, I'll look for her later."

Mr. Issam didn't know the real meaning of not being able to go too far, thinking that the child would be awkward when he couldn't see anyone--the child was awkward enough...at the village clinic.

"Okay then, if you need anything else, just call me." Mr. Issam nodded, "I will be there as soon as you call."

A very nice person.

Looking at the back of Uncle Yisam leaving, Shaerti thought silently in her heart.

A good man will be rewarded well... the old mammy has always said so.

……

Smoking is not allowed in the hospital, but it is obvious that Mr. Issam is a person who has a habit of smoking, so he left the lobby, and when he came to the parking lot outside, Mr. Issam lit a cigarette and started smoking.

After blowing out the smoke for a long time, Mr. Issam looked at the sky... By the time he returned to the village, it should be very late.The child's condition had improved, and the old nanny came back, and Mr. Issam suddenly felt extremely satisfied.

He suddenly wanted to eat the thick soup made by his wife.

He walked towards the parking lot, but before walking a few steps, Mr. Isaam saw Lucifer sitting on a bench in the parking lot.

This child, seems to have been sitting here motionless since the beginning?

Mr. Issam frowned, and walked towards the child subconsciously—he heard what the child said when he was in the village clinic, and he always felt that it was not something that a little girl could say... so cold, That kind of thing drives people into a desperate situation of thinking.

Just suddenly, the sitting Lucifer slowly raised his head... The half-raised head was just enough to see his eyes, and there was a weird smile on his face.

Mr. Issam was startled suddenly, and suddenly had a creepy feeling... The child should have an innocent smile, but it looked so scary on this child.

"What's going on with this kid..."

He even had to shudder, his hand trembled, and the cigarette in his finger was accidentally dropped on the ground... Mr. Issam came back to his senses, secretly thinking that he was actually scared by such a small child arrive.

Mr. Issam shook his head, laughed at himself, then bent down, trying to pick up the cigarette butt, but at this moment, he only felt a sudden stabbing pain from the back of his waist.

After a moment, another moment—the pain of tearing twice in a row!

Mr. Yissam's pupils opened instantly, and he let out a scream, but he was physically strong, and even if he was attacked, he could barely hold on.Mr. Issam waved his hand and swiped viciously behind him...it seemed that he had swept something.

He clutched the back of his waist in pain, and stood unsteadily on his feet—the back of his waist was obviously stabbed with a knife, and it was still two stabs... At this moment, blood was pouring out.

At this time, Mr. Issam also saw who the person who attacked him was!

A distorted, haggard man with despair, fear, and panic on his face, dressed in sick clothes... about 25 or [-] years old.

And in his hand, he was holding a small knife at this time - the blade was obviously stained with bright red blood.

"What are you trying to do! Why are you attacking me!" Mr. Issam roared angrily at the man, and the pain made him kneel down on the ground, breaking out in cold sweat.

"I don't want to die...I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."

However, the young patient seemed unable to hear Mr. Issam's scolding. At this moment, his body was trembling, and he lowered his head and muttered to himself, "I don't want to die...I'm so young...why...why...why ..."

"You guy..." Mr. Issam frowned in pain, at this moment he needed someone's help, he needed to stop the bleeding, and at the same time he needed someone to stop this mentally disturbed male patient, "Who, help me! Help!!"

puff--!
Suddenly, the sick man lowered his head and rushed towards Mr. Yissam again with a knife in both hands—this time, he directly stabbed Mr. Yissam's abdomen.

Mr. Issam's eyes were wide, wide, wide.

The male patient's knife was pulled out all at once, stabbed in again all at once, and then withdrawn all at once—with a desperate and riotous grin on his face, "Why me! Why me...why I got AIDS, Why! I don't want to die... you all go to die! Hahaha...hahahaha...hahahahahaha!! Die, die, die, die!!"

With tears in his eyes, he laughed loudly, "Die, die, die!!"

Mr. Issam finally fell into a pool of blood. Someone screamed in the parking lot at this moment, and then several people rushed over and pushed the crazy male patient to the ground.

Isam just felt his body was very cold and his vision was a little blurry. He seemed to see Shaerti who had just walked out from the entrance of the parking lot.

Xiaerti covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and then quickly ran towards herself... He subconsciously looked at the child sitting on the bench.

He found that the child was still smiling strangely at him.Suddenly, Mr. Issam understood what the smile meant.

despair.

"Mr. Issam! Mr. Issam! Sir!! Help, someone... anyone, help!"

Shaerti rushed over, hugged Mr. Issam who was covered in blood, and cried bitterly.

Yissam's lips moved at this time, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word, and he passed out directly.

……

The sky had completely turned black, and the parking lot looked cool and cool. Lucifer was still sitting here alone, looking up at the stars in the sky, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Suddenly, Shaerti came slowly, her right hand tightly held the elbow of her left hand, and she came in front of Lucifer.

Shaerti's face was pale. "The doctor said that Mr. Issam had been stabbed many times in the heart...the treatment was ineffective."

"Oh, is it?" Lucifer said indifferently: "That's really a pity, obviously he is such a good person. He has an upright and kind heart, it's a pity, a pity. But the moment that brilliance disappeared before his eyes , is really enjoyable."

Shaerti looked at Lucifer, her eyes never blinking, and her voice was low: "I heard that the murderer is an AIDS patient. He has received treatment for a long time, but it has no effect. In the end, he became insane and had the idea of ​​revenge against society."

"Isn't this kind of thing very common, and it's not a big deal." Lucifer shrugged.

"It's you, right..." Xiaerti asked suddenly.

Lucifer didn't speak, but just looked up at Shaerti.

At this time, Xia Erti seemed to have been turned on a certain switch, and suddenly rushed up, grabbed Lucifer's collar with both hands, and screamed: "It's you, right! It's you, right! It's you who killed me!" That’s right!! It’s your fault!! It’s you!!!”

The tightly tightened collar made the skin of Lucifer's neck shrink, but she still looked at Shaerti expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "I said, did you see it with your own eyes?"

"It's you!! When you were in the village clinic, you almost broke the doctor with words... It's you!! You devil!!!"

"I was originally a demon." Lucifer said with a sneer at this moment: "I have always been, didn't you already know... Also, answer me, did you see what I did with your own eyes?"

"Except you!!" Shaerti screamed in pain.

"Except for me..." Lucifer said indifferently: "That's right, except for me. Well then, treat me as the real murderer. Anyway, haven't human beings been used to erecting their own A target, and then release all your sorrow, pain and anger? It just so happens that the target is me... a demon, it's too suitable, right. But..."

Lucifer suddenly narrowed his eyes, and jokingly said: "Your God, allow you to do this... to vent your anger."

Xiaerti suddenly raised her hand.

Lucifer said indifferently: "Oh, there's still violence, isn't it?"

Shaerti's body trembled suddenly, her arms froze and trembled.She bit her lip, looked at Lucifer's childlike innocent but ruthless gaze, and suddenly fell to her knees on the ground.

"Tell me..." Shaerti grabbed Lucifer's collar tightly again, and buried her head in it, "Tell me...why! Why exactly...Mr. Isaam is...obviously such a good person ……why why!"

"Who can... tell me!!"

"Who told you that good people don't die." Lucifer told her in a low voice: "This is the human world, not the church where you have been staying with only Holy Light and Maria... This is the real world." Reality."

Shaerti let go of her hands weakly, and then slumped on the ground.

(End of this chapter)