The movements of Mary's hands stopped, she raised her head, and looked at the thin, withered woman in front of her in surprise. It was hard to imagine that she could be Emily.
She doesn't like Ai Mier, or rather, she simply hates Ai Mier.
But even so, she had to admit that Emily was pretty, otherwise Duke John would not have been fascinated by her.
Emily from Duke John's Mansion is graceful and luxurious, wearing a rabbit fur waistcoat and a long skirt inlaid with jewels. She likes to raise her chin high when she speaks, looking unattainable.
But the woman in front of her was skinny and her face was sallow.The skirt on her body was thin and worn out, covered with patches, and she looked more miserable than the poorest woman in the slum.Her full and rosy lips were gone, only two thin pieces of flesh with dry skin were left.
"Bennet." Emily recognized Mary, "Bennet! Mary!"
Emily sat up excitedly, leaned forward, and grabbed Mary's wrist with her hands that were more dry than a 60-year-old man.
"Help me, please help me."
She looked excited, her eyes widened to the maximum, and the eyeballs looked as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.There is only one layer of skin on the cheeks, so the cheekbones appear very high, and they are almost squeezed together with the crow's feet.
Mary looked down at her with no sympathy, but no pleasure either.She was just silent, remembering that this would be her third chance, and possibly her last.
"Help me, Mary. You can definitely save me, right?" Emily held her hand, tears welling from the corners of her eyes, "I don't want to die."
"This is a hospital, you won't die." Seeing Mary's delay in speaking, the assistant interrupted.This woman looked really pitiful, but inexplicably, a feeling of disgust sprouted in his heart.
"Help her with a routine check," Mary said to the assistant, before turning and leaving the room.
She felt strange.
She had been with Ai Mier day and night in the two lives before and after her rebirth, and the total amount of time was almost five years.So she knew that Ai Mier was not someone who would easily fall into a miserable situation.She was able to go to London alone, and after being abandoned by her brother Collins, she hooked up with Duke John at the time. Later, the Duke was arrested and the mansion was sealed.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the war tortured her into what she is now.But Mary still felt that something was wrong.Like a battle-hardened soldier, she smelled danger before disaster struck.
Mary turned back to the ward again, and saw that the assistant was bandaging Emily's injured arm.The assistant is new, so his movements are not very skilled, and he is a bit clumsy.
But Emily didn't yell exaggeratedly like before, but changed into a continuous sobbing.
This made the assistant even more nervous. He hadn't bandaged the woman's wound yet.
Mary walked over, took the gauze from the assistant's hand, and began to bandage Emily again.
"I knew you would save me, Mary." Emily said with sobs, her voice hoarse, not as sweet as it was two years ago.
Mary still didn't speak, but her heart became more suspicious.From her understanding, Ai Mier should avoid her even more now that she is in such a mess.
"Sacred Heart Hospital can cure me, right?" Ai Mier asked.
Mary frowned and glanced at her, then lowered her head and continued to bandage her wound, "We told you just now that your trauma is not serious, and someone will come to help you do a full body examination in a while."
"Is it here too? Will you check for me yourself?" Emily stopped crying, she softened her tone, and got close to Mary.
"not me."
"Then, who will it be? Where will the examination be? The ward? Or somewhere else? Mary, come and help me with the examination, please." Emily chattered.
"I still have something to do." Mary answered coldly, raising her eyelids every now and then.
"Please help me check, I can only trust you now. I know that I have done many wrong things in the past, please forgive me, I apologize to you, and when I recover, you let me do whatever you want." Ai Mier begged, "For the sake of us being distant sisters, help me."
Mary didn't speak, she packed her things and prepared to leave again.
"Well, I know you won't forgive me. You've been busy in the hospital, haven't you? Thanks to you and those soldiers, we have a chance of victory."
Mary gave her a more suspicious look. She had sensed something was wrong from the beginning, and now it felt even stronger.She stopped talking nonsense with Ai Mier, turned around and went to the registration office on the front porch.
"Help me check a patient's information." Mary said to the nurse, "Emil Collins, was just sent here today. I want to know which hospital she was in before and her injury."
"Miss Collins was treated at Tulip Hospital before." The nurse flipped through a thick register, "She was sent there by a passer-by three days ago. According to the previous medical records, she fell off the roof on the way The gravel hit his head and injured his arm."
"Did she have a bad head injury?" Mary asked.
"It's not serious, just a slight concussion. But the injury on the arm was caused by stray bullets and broken glass. Last night, the injury suddenly deteriorated. Tulip Hospital couldn't treat it, so it was sent to us." The nurse shook her head.
"Sudden deterioration?" Mary keenly captured a word, and an absurd and bold idea crossed her mind.She took the register and flipped back and forth looking at the page that belonged to Emily, feeling more and more uneasy.
Since Ai Mier's injury was not serious among the wounded, she was assigned to the assistants and nurses to take care of her. After thinking about it, Mary decided to hold back her nausea and classify Ai Mier as her patient.
"I remember you used to hate her when you were at home, and what about Gray? I have the impression that you hate them both. Why take care of her?" asked Heathcliff, who didn't think Mary was the kind The enemy has a pleasant temperament.
"Of course I don't want to." Mary said angrily, "but I always feel that something is wrong. There must be something wrong with Emily, Heathcliff. I can't easily hand her over to someone else."
"Why do you say that? Have you discovered anything?" asked Heathcliff.
"I can't tell you the details, but her behavior is a bit abnormal and her words are weird." Mary shook her head and wandered in the corridor with some anxiety.
Heathcliff's eyes became a little darker, and then he stroked Mary's hair, and said in relief: "Don't worry too much, Mary. I'll be here for a few days. After the holidays, my adjutant will stay in the hospital. If you have any trouble, you can go to him immediately, and he will tell me."
After Mary left, Heathcliff immediately put away the gentle expression on his face. He looked gloomy like most of the time, and called for a personal guard, "Go and find out who that Emily Collins is, Where did you go after you escaped from Duke John's mansion, who did you meet, and what did you do. You must give me an answer as soon as possible."
He knew that Emily Collins had often stumbling Mary. After the incident at the Duke's Mansion, he wanted to take this opportunity to throw this unsightly Collins into prison together with John Howard, but who would have thought of this cunning The woman escaped.
At that time, the battlefield had expanded from the coast to London, and because he was eager to report to the army, the matter of tracking down Ai Mier was dropped under such unavoidable circumstances.
He originally planned to deal with this annoying woman for Mary after the war, but he didn't expect that she would come to her door by herself now.
There was a sneer on the corner of Heathcliff's mouth, no matter whether Emily was an innocent civilian who was injured in the war, or there were some ulterior secrets, it was an indisputable fact that she assisted John Howard in kidnapping Mary, so he no matter No matter what, he will never let her go.
He never thought of himself as a good person, so he was not obsessed with punishing Emily with the law.He planned to execute this woman directly by using the means he used to deal with enemies on the battlefield. The only thing he had to be careful about was that he didn't want Mary to know about it.
Heathcliff didn't want Mary to see him kill. Even though everyone knew that his title of "God of War" came from his ruthless performance in the face of the enemy in war, he still didn't want Mary to witness him kill a person in a real sense. scene of life.
He didn't want to show his dirtiest, scariest scene in front of his girl.Mary should always be pure, and it is his duty to protect her and keep her from filth.Heathcliff's eyes gradually became cloudy. He stood on the porch against the sun. A few gray pigeons landed beside him, but quickly flew away again.
He looked at the open space where the pigeon stayed, and the temperature on his body slowly dropped.His former chief was never attacked by wild beasts when he lived in the wild, because he had killed too many people, the human part of him had gradually disappeared, and he was completely reduced to a wild beast.Wolves, lions, and tigers all regard him as their own kind.There are many soldiers in the army who are proud of this, and even find wild animals to compete with each other in their spare time, but Heathcliff is not proud of it.
He wants to be a man now, not a beast.He couldn't let Mary know he was a beast.
The light is not easy to come by, and he will protect her at all costs.
Heathcliff is always unwilling, but he has to admit that whenever he looks into Mary's clear eyes, he feels more and more that he is a heinous Satan.She is pure and bright, but he is dark and vicious.He was still afraid that one day Mary would see his most sinful side, then wake up and leave him.
Mary stood in the dressing room, holding a tube of painkillers, hesitating.She knew that Ai Mier was allergic to this kind of thing, and she only needed half a tube to kill her without leaving any traces.
She's her primary physician now, so it's a no-brainer.Mary wasn't thinking about whether or not Emily should be disposed of. This was an indisputable matter.
She's a doctor and shouldn't be doing things like this, but she's just Mary Bennet when it comes to Emily.She is not a saint who can forgive everything.
What makes Mary hesitate and think is, what exactly is Emily going to do?
She doesn't like Ai Mier, or rather, she simply hates Ai Mier.
But even so, she had to admit that Emily was pretty, otherwise Duke John would not have been fascinated by her.
Emily from Duke John's Mansion is graceful and luxurious, wearing a rabbit fur waistcoat and a long skirt inlaid with jewels. She likes to raise her chin high when she speaks, looking unattainable.
But the woman in front of her was skinny and her face was sallow.The skirt on her body was thin and worn out, covered with patches, and she looked more miserable than the poorest woman in the slum.Her full and rosy lips were gone, only two thin pieces of flesh with dry skin were left.
"Bennet." Emily recognized Mary, "Bennet! Mary!"
Emily sat up excitedly, leaned forward, and grabbed Mary's wrist with her hands that were more dry than a 60-year-old man.
"Help me, please help me."
She looked excited, her eyes widened to the maximum, and the eyeballs looked as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.There is only one layer of skin on the cheeks, so the cheekbones appear very high, and they are almost squeezed together with the crow's feet.
Mary looked down at her with no sympathy, but no pleasure either.She was just silent, remembering that this would be her third chance, and possibly her last.
"Help me, Mary. You can definitely save me, right?" Emily held her hand, tears welling from the corners of her eyes, "I don't want to die."
"This is a hospital, you won't die." Seeing Mary's delay in speaking, the assistant interrupted.This woman looked really pitiful, but inexplicably, a feeling of disgust sprouted in his heart.
"Help her with a routine check," Mary said to the assistant, before turning and leaving the room.
She felt strange.
She had been with Ai Mier day and night in the two lives before and after her rebirth, and the total amount of time was almost five years.So she knew that Ai Mier was not someone who would easily fall into a miserable situation.She was able to go to London alone, and after being abandoned by her brother Collins, she hooked up with Duke John at the time. Later, the Duke was arrested and the mansion was sealed.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the war tortured her into what she is now.But Mary still felt that something was wrong.Like a battle-hardened soldier, she smelled danger before disaster struck.
Mary turned back to the ward again, and saw that the assistant was bandaging Emily's injured arm.The assistant is new, so his movements are not very skilled, and he is a bit clumsy.
But Emily didn't yell exaggeratedly like before, but changed into a continuous sobbing.
This made the assistant even more nervous. He hadn't bandaged the woman's wound yet.
Mary walked over, took the gauze from the assistant's hand, and began to bandage Emily again.
"I knew you would save me, Mary." Emily said with sobs, her voice hoarse, not as sweet as it was two years ago.
Mary still didn't speak, but her heart became more suspicious.From her understanding, Ai Mier should avoid her even more now that she is in such a mess.
"Sacred Heart Hospital can cure me, right?" Ai Mier asked.
Mary frowned and glanced at her, then lowered her head and continued to bandage her wound, "We told you just now that your trauma is not serious, and someone will come to help you do a full body examination in a while."
"Is it here too? Will you check for me yourself?" Emily stopped crying, she softened her tone, and got close to Mary.
"not me."
"Then, who will it be? Where will the examination be? The ward? Or somewhere else? Mary, come and help me with the examination, please." Emily chattered.
"I still have something to do." Mary answered coldly, raising her eyelids every now and then.
"Please help me check, I can only trust you now. I know that I have done many wrong things in the past, please forgive me, I apologize to you, and when I recover, you let me do whatever you want." Ai Mier begged, "For the sake of us being distant sisters, help me."
Mary didn't speak, she packed her things and prepared to leave again.
"Well, I know you won't forgive me. You've been busy in the hospital, haven't you? Thanks to you and those soldiers, we have a chance of victory."
Mary gave her a more suspicious look. She had sensed something was wrong from the beginning, and now it felt even stronger.She stopped talking nonsense with Ai Mier, turned around and went to the registration office on the front porch.
"Help me check a patient's information." Mary said to the nurse, "Emil Collins, was just sent here today. I want to know which hospital she was in before and her injury."
"Miss Collins was treated at Tulip Hospital before." The nurse flipped through a thick register, "She was sent there by a passer-by three days ago. According to the previous medical records, she fell off the roof on the way The gravel hit his head and injured his arm."
"Did she have a bad head injury?" Mary asked.
"It's not serious, just a slight concussion. But the injury on the arm was caused by stray bullets and broken glass. Last night, the injury suddenly deteriorated. Tulip Hospital couldn't treat it, so it was sent to us." The nurse shook her head.
"Sudden deterioration?" Mary keenly captured a word, and an absurd and bold idea crossed her mind.She took the register and flipped back and forth looking at the page that belonged to Emily, feeling more and more uneasy.
Since Ai Mier's injury was not serious among the wounded, she was assigned to the assistants and nurses to take care of her. After thinking about it, Mary decided to hold back her nausea and classify Ai Mier as her patient.
"I remember you used to hate her when you were at home, and what about Gray? I have the impression that you hate them both. Why take care of her?" asked Heathcliff, who didn't think Mary was the kind The enemy has a pleasant temperament.
"Of course I don't want to." Mary said angrily, "but I always feel that something is wrong. There must be something wrong with Emily, Heathcliff. I can't easily hand her over to someone else."
"Why do you say that? Have you discovered anything?" asked Heathcliff.
"I can't tell you the details, but her behavior is a bit abnormal and her words are weird." Mary shook her head and wandered in the corridor with some anxiety.
Heathcliff's eyes became a little darker, and then he stroked Mary's hair, and said in relief: "Don't worry too much, Mary. I'll be here for a few days. After the holidays, my adjutant will stay in the hospital. If you have any trouble, you can go to him immediately, and he will tell me."
After Mary left, Heathcliff immediately put away the gentle expression on his face. He looked gloomy like most of the time, and called for a personal guard, "Go and find out who that Emily Collins is, Where did you go after you escaped from Duke John's mansion, who did you meet, and what did you do. You must give me an answer as soon as possible."
He knew that Emily Collins had often stumbling Mary. After the incident at the Duke's Mansion, he wanted to take this opportunity to throw this unsightly Collins into prison together with John Howard, but who would have thought of this cunning The woman escaped.
At that time, the battlefield had expanded from the coast to London, and because he was eager to report to the army, the matter of tracking down Ai Mier was dropped under such unavoidable circumstances.
He originally planned to deal with this annoying woman for Mary after the war, but he didn't expect that she would come to her door by herself now.
There was a sneer on the corner of Heathcliff's mouth, no matter whether Emily was an innocent civilian who was injured in the war, or there were some ulterior secrets, it was an indisputable fact that she assisted John Howard in kidnapping Mary, so he no matter No matter what, he will never let her go.
He never thought of himself as a good person, so he was not obsessed with punishing Emily with the law.He planned to execute this woman directly by using the means he used to deal with enemies on the battlefield. The only thing he had to be careful about was that he didn't want Mary to know about it.
Heathcliff didn't want Mary to see him kill. Even though everyone knew that his title of "God of War" came from his ruthless performance in the face of the enemy in war, he still didn't want Mary to witness him kill a person in a real sense. scene of life.
He didn't want to show his dirtiest, scariest scene in front of his girl.Mary should always be pure, and it is his duty to protect her and keep her from filth.Heathcliff's eyes gradually became cloudy. He stood on the porch against the sun. A few gray pigeons landed beside him, but quickly flew away again.
He looked at the open space where the pigeon stayed, and the temperature on his body slowly dropped.His former chief was never attacked by wild beasts when he lived in the wild, because he had killed too many people, the human part of him had gradually disappeared, and he was completely reduced to a wild beast.Wolves, lions, and tigers all regard him as their own kind.There are many soldiers in the army who are proud of this, and even find wild animals to compete with each other in their spare time, but Heathcliff is not proud of it.
He wants to be a man now, not a beast.He couldn't let Mary know he was a beast.
The light is not easy to come by, and he will protect her at all costs.
Heathcliff is always unwilling, but he has to admit that whenever he looks into Mary's clear eyes, he feels more and more that he is a heinous Satan.She is pure and bright, but he is dark and vicious.He was still afraid that one day Mary would see his most sinful side, then wake up and leave him.
Mary stood in the dressing room, holding a tube of painkillers, hesitating.She knew that Ai Mier was allergic to this kind of thing, and she only needed half a tube to kill her without leaving any traces.
She's her primary physician now, so it's a no-brainer.Mary wasn't thinking about whether or not Emily should be disposed of. This was an indisputable matter.
She's a doctor and shouldn't be doing things like this, but she's just Mary Bennet when it comes to Emily.She is not a saint who can forgive everything.
What makes Mary hesitate and think is, what exactly is Emily going to do?
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