Personality V: I will save everything

“That’s how it is….”

After the explanation, Kreacher covered his ears heavily, and as expected, Lydia's roar pierced through his palms and pierced his eardrums.

"Kreacher!!!!!!!"

He disobeyed the doctor's orders, left the room without permission, and brought a big trouble back to Lydia. It was already a mercy for Lydia not to kill Kreacher.

The "big trouble" that Kreacher brought back was the factory director.

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The factory director was finally able to speak after using glass fragments to cut open his skin that was stuck together due to burns.

But even so, the inside of his mouth and his tongue had long turned into a mass of rotten meat. Even so, he still struggled to say, "I didn't."

Kreacher was so furious at first that he desperately took the broken wine bottle to confront the factory director. After venting his emotions, he regained his sanity.

Looking at the factory director's reaction, he suddenly had an idea: was there any misunderstanding between the factory director and the gardener?

If you think about it carefully, the factory director's face was burned into this horrible state, he must have been in a fire.

But let’s not talk about the fact that it was winter at the time. The factory director and the gardener’s houses were taken away by the bank. How could he have experienced such a terrible fire, unless...

"Hah!" Kreacher suddenly gasped and covered his mouth in surprise. He thought of another possibility.

"Did you set yourself on fire for the insurance money? So that the gardener could have money to live on."

Seeing the factory director suddenly turn his head towards him, Kreacher felt that there was a high probability that he had guessed right.

This kind of thing has happened in Kreacher's orphanage before, but unfortunately, the insurance money of the parents was "eaten up" one by one for various reasons.

It seems that something like this probably happened between the factory manager and the gardener.

It's really tragic that both parties thought that the other party had a better life, but in fact, they gave everything for each other.

However, things have come to this point, even though he knew that it might cause some controversy and accusations, he still firmly stated that he would not take back the words that Kreacher had just blurted out, because those were the most real and strongest feelings in his heart.

In real life, there is indeed such a phenomenon: some parents, when faced with desperate situations, often have this idea - they think they have no other options and cannot let their children suffer, so they arbitrarily make up a reason or excuse, cruelly send their own children to an orphanage, and then choose to end their own lives.

These parents may think that this behavior is extremely noble and is the last bit of love and protection for their children.

But they have never seriously thought about the tremendous pain and psychological trauma that children who have lost both parents will suffer!

For those innocent children, if they can make their own choices, they will definitely desire to be with their parents for the rest of their lives and never be separated.

But of course, Kreacher knew that he was not in a position to make choices for either the director or the gardener.

It has already happened, and there is no point in saying more afterwards. The only thing we can do now is to get everything back on track as much as possible.

Well, in that case...

"I have a way that may make you speak. When you recover, go and explain it to the gardener yourself. No child would really hate his parents."

Seeing Kreacher's outstretched hand, the factory director shook it back without hesitation.

No matter how slim the hope was, he wanted to say sorry to his daughter in person.

I'm sorry Lisa, I love you so much.

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After listening to Kreacher's explanation, Lydia sighed heavily.

"Well, the story is touching, but my consultation fee will not be reduced because of it. And you, Kreacher, don't even think about leaving my sight until we return to our manor."

After saying that, Lydia turned and left, but after taking a few steps forward, she stopped again.

"Come on! Do you still want to talk to the gardener?"

Lydia is a true doctor who cures and saves lives. No matter how angry she is, life always comes first.

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"Oh my god, you are exaggerating."

Lydia couldn't help but sigh after she untied the stinking and rotten idiots on the factory director's face.

The fire must have been extremely intense, and the factory director's face was barely recognizable.

"Let me take a look inside your mouth."

The factory manager obediently opened his mouth, even though that place could not be called a mouth at all.

"Can your tongue still move? Let me see."

After observing for a long time, Lydia finally saw the piece of meat in the factory director's mouth that was still trying to move.

In fact, it’s no wonder that Lydia had to observe for so long. Let’s put it this way, the factory director’s tongue had basically merged with his mouth due to the burning of the fire, and it had long been burned beyond recognition. It was really impossible to see it without careful observation.

"Okay, I can roughly draw a conclusion."

After Lydia sat up straight, the factory director sitting in front of her also sat up straight involuntarily and listened to the doctor's verdict.

"First of all, congratulations. Although your tongue has been burned beyond recognition, its muscles are still moving. The muscles have not been completely burned. I can barely cut it into a new shape and repair it so that you can barely speak."

This was the best news for the factory manager, but Lydia hadn't finished her words yet.

"As for your face..." Lydia frowned, was silent for a while, and then continued, "I may not be able to repair it. Normally, if you come to me immediately in your situation, maybe I can still repair it, but this time is really too long. The only way may be to give you a skin graft, but..."

Skin grafting must be done with healthy skin from the patient, but look at the factory director. Lydia can't find a piece of good skin at all, so where can she get a piece of healthy skin?

Kreacher on the side silently raised his right hand.

Lydia: (=_=)

"Take your hand back now! Kreacher! The wound on your head hasn't healed yet, and you've lost too much blood. If I cut your skin again now, do you really not want to live?!"

Kreacher said indifferently.

"Your worry is a little unnecessary, right? Lydia, I feel fine now."

After he finished speaking, Kreacher realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Lydia: (? Speech?╬)

Kreacher: (′e｀；)

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"Woo! Woo! Woo!!!!"

Lydia closed the door heavily, and the whole world became quiet.

Lydia always kept her word, she took out a rope, tied up Kreacher, and threw him back on the bed. In order to stop his chattering mouth, she even found a towel and blocked his mouth.

"In short..." Lydia turned her head silently and looked in the direction of the factory director, "Let me find a way to repair your tongue first... You and your daughter haven't seen each other for so many years, you must have a lot to say."

But having said that, when the factory director really lay on the operating table, Lydia felt a little scared.

It’s not because the factory manager looks scary, nor because this operation is difficult for Lydia.

But Lydia was a little worried. The factory manager was no longer a human being, and she was not sure whether the anesthetic would work on the monster. Moreover, even if he really felt pain, Lydia was really worried that the factory manager would just hold on.

He might see this as a necessary pain to go through before he can see his daughter.

So before the operation, Lydia kept reminding him that if he felt any pain, he must raise his hand to signal her, and she would stop.

.................Two hours later.................

The operation is complete.

Lydia couldn't help but wipe the sweat off her forehead. Fortunately, although it looked like a monster, its internal structure was still human. Was the anesthetic effective?

Lydia really wasn't sure, but when she saw that the factory director looked fine and sat up from the operating table, there shouldn't be any problem...right?

(This is a local anesthesia surgery. After the surgery, the patient can get up directly.)

The factory manager looked in the mirror and felt that he looked no different from before.

No, there is a difference. At least the bandage wrapped around his face has changed from the original gray-black color that exudes a foul smell to a clean and tidy white bandage.

"Okay, in short, you must hold back as much as possible these few days, don't talk, and only eat some light liquid food... Oh, you don't have to eat, right?"

Lydia was halfway through her words when she saw the factory manager pointing at her mouth and shaking her head.

The supervisors don't actually need to eat. Eating is just a habit they developed as human beings in their previous lives.

Some guys wanted to prove that they were still human, so they kept the habit of eating. Others, however, simply wanted to see the hungry faces of the survivors, so they deliberately came to the restaurant to consume some food.

But in fact, it doesn’t matter to them whether they eat or not, they don’t feel hungry.

"Okay." Lydia shrugged indifferently, "Then you can stay with me for the next few days. It happens to be convenient. I will give you follow-up treatment."

The factory manager nodded in agreement.

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the other side,

"You're crazy."

This was the nth time today that someone had said that Kreacher had broken up. Kreacher shrugged indifferently, thinking that he was probably really crazy.

That's right, Kreacher escaped again.

But don't forget, he was once a thief wandering around the streets, and his skills must have been very agile. The rope that Lydia tied him with seemed to be nothing in his eyes.

As for who said Kreacher was crazy this time?

It's Andrew.

That's right, Kreacher also came to exchange things with Andrew.

Only this time, what he wanted to exchange was, how should I put it, a little bit scary.

Let’s just say that the skin is the largest organ in the human body.

Do you understand what Kreacher wants to exchange?

He wanted to exchange it so that he could transplant the factory director's skin.

But as I said just now, skin is also a type of organ, so if Kreacher wants to exchange it, he must also give up an organ.

"Is the hair okay?"

“Hair is not an organ.”

This really stumped Kreacher.

In fact, let alone Kreacher, this kind of thing would be difficult for anyone. After all, every organ has its own function. Who can give up one of their organs at will?

Finally, after Kreacher thought for a long time, he finally came up with the answer.

"I give you my left eye."

Anyway, this eye is of little use to Kreacher. He was caught stealing on the street before and was punched in the left eye by that person. Although he did not go blind, the vision with this left eye is very blurry, which is almost the same as being blind.

(This is also one of the reasons why people can immediately distinguish Kreacher from "The Philanthropist". Kreacher's two eyes are blue, but one of the "Philanthropist"'s eyes is a prosthetic eye, not blue, but dark brown.)

"Are you sure?"

Andrew himself found it strange that he actually asked Kreacher back. You have to know that the reason why he got involved with Kreacher at that time was entirely because this guy stole his wallet on the street and he thought he was an interesting "toy".

It’s just that toys aren’t toys anymore now.

"Are you sure you want to sacrifice your eye?"

If possible, Andrew wished he could hear a "no" from Kreacher's mouth.

but..........

"Yes, I am quite sure of it."