The Witch of Baker Street

Mo Han's body actually didn't have any other problems, the main reason was that he was in a coma for a long time due to excessive blood loss.Don't look at her looking radiant and lively now, the doctor who performed the operation on her at that time came out with a dignified look, and said in a tone of comforting the family members of the patients in TV dramas, "We have tried our best. Next, she Whether you can wake up depends on willpower'.For a while, the entire operating room was as quiet as if there was no one there, and then there was a plop, and the doctor slumped to the ground.

The eyes of those men were really terrifying. He had no doubt that if the little girl died in his hands, he would be buried with her tomorrow.

Thanks to the Almighty Virgin Mary of Christ, fortunately the little girl still woke up, and the doctor named Boen finally put his heart back into his stomach. He will go tomorrow to make up for the church that he has not had the opportunity to do for a long time. superior.

"Miss Holmes, how do you feel today?" Dr. Bowen asked while standing beside Mo Han's bed with a smile on his face while holding the medical records.

"Very good, I feel like I can be discharged from the hospital." Mo Han smiled cutely.

"Oh, no, no, no, you have lost too much blood, you should observe it in the hospital again." This has already stopped Mo Han's thoughts of leaving the hospital for countless times, and Dr. Boen wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Holmes The master told us to treat you better than before before releasing you from the hospital."

"Actually, I'm already fine." Mo Han was very helpless, she had been in the hospital for almost half a month, and her attending doctor just wouldn't let her go.

"Look, my wounds have already healed." Mo Han raised the scar on his hand that had grown new flesh toward him, trying to convince him with this.

"Healing the wound does not mean that your other parts are all healed." Dr. Boen seemed to be unable to find any reason, "Uh, I have to check up other patients, so I'm leaving first. If you need anything, Miss Holmes You can go to me or Nurse Sophia directly."

"Okay." Mo Han was a little discouraged, "Goodbye, Dr. Boen."

"Goodbye, Miss Holmes." Dr. Bone rushed towards the door almost as if fleeing, almost colliding with Barton who walked in.

"Are you all right?" Mo Han asked him with a smile, seeing that Barton was carrying something in his hand and deftly passing the fat Dr. Born's human bomb.

"It's okay." Barton came over, put the things in his hand on the table, and looked at Mo Han with a questioning look, "Do you want to drink the porridge John made for you?"

"Okay, I happen to be a little hungry." Mo Han thought for a while and had nothing to do, so why not just drink porridge.

Barton took out the porridge from the thermos and poured it into a small bowl, sat on the chair beside the bed, took a sip and let it cool before handing it to Mo Han's mouth.

"Be careful of the heat."

"Ahhh." Mo Han ate it up in one bite, "The temperature is just right." She smiled with eyebrows twisted, "However, John's porridge is not as good as yours."

What Mo Han was talking about was the seafood porridge that Barton cooked last time, which really made her miss it.

Looking at Mo Han's gluttonous appearance, Barton was a little funny, "I'll make it for you when you recover."

"Really?" Mo Han swallowed another mouthful of porridge with anticipation on his face.

"Of course it's true, why did you lie to me?" Patton pampered Mo Han's hair, and continued his feeding business.

"Clint, do you think such days are boring?"

Barton frowned and didn't look at Mo Han. "What's the meaning?"

"On such an ordinary day, without the safety of the world, without alien attacks, you are no longer a superhero, but instead are in the trivial matters. You..."

"Momo, didn't you come here as well?" Barton interrupted Mo Han, "You changed from a witch to an ordinary person, from an ordinary person to a time traveler, and finally back to ordinary. You I did a good job, so why can't you give me some confidence and believe that I can do a good job?"

"Yes." Looking at Barton for a while, Mo Han suddenly smiled, "I believe in you."

This is my guarantee, and I also believe that is your guarantee to me.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Mo Han said that he couldn't drink any more, and walked into the ward alone.

"Doctor?!" Mo Han's expression changed from eating to surprise in an instant, "Why are you here?"

"I'll see how you are doing." The doctor smiled, thanked Barton and sat on a chair he brought out. "By the way, I'll say goodbye to you."

"Say goodbye?" The smile on Mo Han's face faded, "What do you mean?"

"There will always be that day, right? I can prepare myself." The doctor smiled easily, "But there are still some friends who are worried, so it's better to say individually."

"You, won't you see us again?" Mo Han's eye circles were a little red, and his eyes were very puzzled, "You are just reborn, and you won't really die. You never said goodbye to us before, why did you do this? Second-rate..."

"Momo, the chances of two people meeting and getting to know each other in a lifetime is not very high. I am really happy to meet so many people in the world." The doctor reached out and stroked Mo Han's hair soothingly, "But When you are separated, you should accept this reality. You know me, I will not stay on the earth forever, I may watch the beauty of the diamond planet for decades, and I may visit those treasures somewhere in the future. Maybe, time is too unimportant to me, so I will forget its existence..."

"You have TARDIS, you can come back to us anytime and talk to us, chat with us, just like now, you can." Mohan was a little excited, and Barton held her hand on the other side hand.

"But, that's not me anymore." The doctor's expression was very serious, "After so much, I realized that although you will always be my friends to me, but to you, the doctor you know, I am like this. However, I can no longer maintain this appearance. I will change my appearance to a doctor who is not the current doctor for you. At that time, when you face me, I am afraid that it will not be the current doctor. I feel it."

This is the Time Lord.They will be constantly reborn, constantly changing their appearance and their personality.Even though he still remembered every bit of his time with them, it was no longer him in their memory.Even for him, that was the last story that happened between him and them.The doctor has experienced too much and seen too many personnel changes, which are already part of his life.

"I can." Mo Han took the doctor's hand, "I've seen you in two ways, and I never doubted that one day you would change your look and you would not be you."

"Yes, Momo, I appreciate you thinking like that, but it doesn't mean everyone thinks like that, not even me." The doctor stared at Mohan, "So...Momo, I hope When I was still like this, I can tell you that I hope you are happy. This is my blessing to you, not any other doctor. Maybe we can meet again, right?"

"PhD..."

Looking at the doctor's rare serious expression, Mo Han didn't know what to say.

"Oh, come on. Don't be so depressed, bless me, maybe I can become blonde this time?" The sad expression flashed away, and the doctor changed back to the previous doctor with a hippie smile. "By the way, Agent Patton. Please tell that artificial intelligence steward named Jarvis not to call me Mr. Blue Box. To be honest, I don't like this title very much, and please stop using the anti-thief method to deal with it. I am in pain, you know?"

"What do you mean, doctor?" Barton frowned, not understanding the meaning of the words.

"Shhh...it's not fun to talk about it now, just remember to tell him." The doctor stood up gracefully, putting away the mischievous smile on his face, "Okay, it's almost time. Momo, goodbye. "

"Goodbye, Doctor."

The doctor finally showed a relaxed smile, and after greeting Barton, he turned and left the ward without looking back.

"Don't be sad." Barton felt a little distressed when he saw Mo Han staring at the door, "You won't forget him, will you?"

"Yes." Mo Han wiped back the tears that hadn't fallen from his eyes, "I will always remember him."

When leaning into Barton's arms, Mo Han only thought of one sentence.

Doctor, no matter how long it takes, you will always be in all of our hearts.

forever and ever.

He stayed in the hospital for another half a month, but at last he couldn't stand Mo Han's soft and hard words. Dr. Boen approved Mo Han's application to be discharged from the hospital under the instructions of his superiors. Mo Han almost wanted to jump up and shout long live.

"Welcome back, Momo."

Back on the familiar Baker Street, Mrs. Hudson's familiar smiling face greeted her when she knocked on the door, which made Mo Han feel the warmth from home immediately.

"Mrs. Hudson, you're back." Mo Han talked to Mrs. Hudson while holding her hand up the stairs, "Is your sister's illness all right?"

Mrs. Hudson went to visit her sister in the countryside in the north of England before, and she didn't come back for a long time.

"It's a pity that she couldn't make it through. Poor Mary has gone to listen to the Lord's instruction in person." Mrs. Hudson's face was stained with sadness.

"I'm really sorry Mrs. Hudson," Mo Han was a little annoyed at his gaffe. "I shouldn't have mentioned it."

"No, no, no problem, Momo." Mrs. Hudson had a relaxed smile on her face, "Mary's illness has dragged her down for too long, and now it is a kind of relief for her. She's happy."

The door to the living room on the second floor was opened, and Mrs. Hudson stood in the doorway.

"Go in quickly, I've already tidied up your room, John Sherlock, and Mycroft, Inspector Lestrade are all inside. Great, you can still catch up with Christmas." Hudson The wife smiled kindly, "We should celebrate this time."

"Yes." Mo Han smiled like a flower, and then walked inside, looked around for a week, and said loudly, "Hi, everyone, I'm back."

The author has something to say: Excessive, there will be hp next, I watched Ha 7 yesterday, I decided it would be better to chat with Aberforth, anyway, so many people have passed, it’s not bad anymore One more girl is enough, hahahaha