Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

The doctor shook his head slightly, and pointed to the envelope on the table.

"But I have a doubt, can you tell me, Wei Na?"

——Can you tell me why you didn't inherit the throne in the first place?

The doctor didn't speak directly, but the King of Propulsion could see the question in his eyes.

"—Maybe the doctor is confused, but my answer is very simple. I'm just avoiding my responsibility." The king of advancement understood the doctor's gaze, and answered the doctor's doubts with a complicated expression, "Compared to me, that child is more Responsible, loving Victoria and I'm just a 'defector'."

"But let's talk about the matter, with your ability, maybe you can clean up the situation without relying on my strength."

"Maybe it's as the doctor said, but—if I had chosen another path, I wouldn't have met the doctor, and I wouldn't be here today."

"To me too."

"—So, in order to make up for my mistakes, I hope I can do something for that child." The King of Propulsion held the doctor's fingertips, and showed him a deep look of gratitude and love, "Thank you for saving me, and for being with me , and everything that is given to me, ideals, doctor."

The love of the King of Propulsion is a deep emotion mixed with misfortune, dependence and redemption. Compared with the passionate romance of other girls, it is more stable and melancholy, and it is also the most dazzling and pure color in her body.

After making up his mind, the King of Propulsion stood up from the armchair, walked up to the doctor, stretched out his right hand in front of his chest, slanted his right shoulder, and gracefully bowed a rare Victorian aristocratic salute to the doctor.

"——The Aslan family will never forget your kindness, doctor."

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【Part 2】

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Chapter 51

The waiter walks through the corridor with the trolley, nodding to the busy colleagues passing by from time to time

A fairly large hotel hosted a grand celebration banquet today. It is said that it was a celebration banquet for someone who reached the top in the general election prediction. Champagne, red wine, food and beverages, luxury goods, among the generous expenses of the other party, even the waiter You can also get a lot of tips.

"Those big shots are gathering inside, I don't ask you to do anything, just be quick with your hands and feet, and get things done."

It is said that even the supervisor voted for the female politician who is now popular in Colombia. Although the waiter is not sure whether he is for promotion or sincere hospitality, it has nothing to do with him, as long as he does what he should do.

Anyway, the hotel is quite famous in Colombia. In the past, celebrities often held banquets and vacations here, and the waiters are used to it.

"The champagne and towels in the lobby are out, please send some over."

"A guest is drunk, clean up the venue."

"The phone in the VIP room is broken, hurry up and bring a replacement, don't delay Miss Helen's affairs!"

There are obviously many people, and the waiter is too busy today, but in order to get a tip, although the manager's face is annoying, this is work and he has no choice.

The waiter pushed the cart through the carpeted corridor, passed by his companions, and headed to the room where the guests rested.

"Now that I think about it, the situation was really bad. I almost lost No.2's lead. Fortunately, the other three candidates suddenly announced their withdrawal from the election, and the original votes were diverted. Otherwise, we would not be here today."

"—Speaking of the recent rumors, have you heard of the Ursus Empire's interference in the general election?"

"No matter what you hear, as long as we don't need it, it doesn't exist, that's Colombia."

"--I understand."

Two men in suits and leather shoes who had just come out of the bathroom passed the waiter while talking softly, as if they had come out of the hall just now.

It is said that this general election is very chaotic. Although the waiter's votes were sold to an unknown party for a "high price" of [-] Longmen coins, although the waiter as an immigrant did not care about these frivolous things, but like this It is the first time that even waiter has experienced chaotic general election.

Not long after, the waiter came to the room closest to the hall and knocked lightly on the door.

"Which one?"

There was a nice voice in the room, even the waiter had to admit that the voice was full of vigor and energy, no wonder so many people liked her.

"Hello, do you need to repair the phone?"

"—OK, come in."

The waiter pushed open the door, and saw a slender figure in a formal dress standing by the window, holding a document in his hand.

Because the door was very narrow, the cart could not be pushed in, so the waiter had to take the replacement telephone cloth bag into the room.

"We checked just now, and it doesn't seem to be a problem with the phone-maybe the phone line should be checked?"

Facing the waiter, Helen did not disdain and boss around like other big shots, but explained the problem of the room to him. It stands to reason that if such a problem occurs, it is understandable for guests to complain to the hotel.

The waiter looked at the place where the telephone was placed and nodded hesitantly.

"Please wait a moment, it should be ready soon."

Then the waiter took out a light gun from the cloth bag in his arms, aiming at Helen's heart naturally.

A gunshot shook the entire hotel.

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The high-end apartment on the top floor of the skyscraper was a bit dim, the champagne in the goblet in the man's hand exuded a golden luster, the high-end formal suit on his body was spotless, and his deep gaze overlooked the bustling city scenery outside the glass window.