The heroine of the healing department is very rigid [Pride and Prejudice]

The medical level of the Tulip Hospital is second only to the Sacred Heart Hospital, and it is rare for a mild injury to suddenly deteriorate, unless someone deliberately does it.Emily's injury was too weird, and the timing of the deterioration was too coincidental, so Mary had to doubt it.A bold guess came to Mary's mind.

Emily came here on purpose.

why?

Mary shuddered and shook her head, trying to get the absurd idea out of her mind.But it made the idea stronger.Mary put down the painkiller in her hand, turned and walked towards the corridor where Heathcliff was, she needed to talk to him.

"Why are you here?" Mary found Heathcliff under a tree in the yard, he was lighting a cigarette, and there were cigarette butts all over the floor.

"Didn't you think I was in the way in the dressing room, so you asked me to come here to bask in the sun?" Heathcliff smiled and asked back.The soldier on duty passing by suddenly felt that he should see an ophthalmologist, because he had just seen his officer smiling.

Mary was at a loss for words, pretended to be angry and pushed him away, instead of continuing to talk nonsense with him, she asked directly: "Last time, you said that raids and spies would appear in the Sacred Heart Hospital at any time, is that true?"

"I said so." Heathcliff frowned, he suddenly had a premonition of trouble, "Did something happen?"

"Did I ever tell you that Emily Collins is weird? I think she..."

"You think she is collaborating with the enemy, maybe a spy of the enemy?" Heathcliff threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and interrupted Mary.His brow furrowed even tighter.

Mary nodded. The crime of collaborating with the enemy is too great. Even though she was ready to cause Emily to die of allergies, she still couldn't accept the crime of collaborating with the enemy.

Heathcliff suddenly fell silent. He lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "Mary, do you know that if that woman is really collaborating with the enemy, your Bennet family may also be implicated. She They are your distant relatives."

"I wanted to kill her." Mary said suddenly, her eyes lowered.He stared at his apron and the military boots of the man opposite.

"Heathcliff, I never told you, I wanted to kill Emily Collins from the beginning. She has brought disaster to our family that cannot be imagined. I had two chances, but I missed them all because of hesitation. Yes, but I will definitely not miss the third time. I came to you because I knew that if she was really collaborating with the enemy, then there must be her accomplices in the hospital of the military region, so I didn’t startle the enemy.”

"I also know that Bennet will be implicated by Emily's collusion with the enemy. But this time, I will definitely protect my family at all costs. I want to ask you to help me find her and her accomplices, so that the military court will Bennett retrial."

"Wilson told me a few days ago that our vaccine has been successfully developed, and only the last step is to test it on humans. Other testers have been found, and only one young female test subject is missing. I am in Hertfordshire. Both Germany and Sacred Heart Hospital have made military achievements, plus the vaccine experimenter, and your help, together, I can save my family."

"I will never let you be an experimental subject!" Heathcliff suddenly took a step closer, looked down at Mary, held her arms with both hands, pressed her against the tree trunk, and said in a suppressed voice, "I will keep you With your family, you don't have to do anything."

He found that he still didn't know Mary well enough. He always thought that although she was smart, she was still ignorant of the world, so he tried his best to protect her, and even wanted to lock her in the garden, so that these dogs, farts, and wars would stay away from her. .He was focused on keeping the danger behind her, but he ignored that she was not born with a peaceful temperament, nor was she the kind of person who just blindly hides behind the protective wall.

The air began to freeze, and the two of them were silent, looking into each other's eyes.

Heathcliff suddenly discovers that Mary, like him, is a person who does whatever it takes to achieve her goals.But he couldn't be happy, because it meant that Mary would be in danger at any time.

"You still have to take care of things on the battlefield, you must focus on the battlefield." Mary broke the silence, "You just need to find a few cronies, help me catch Emily's feet, find out her and her Friends, that's enough, I can handle the rest by myself."

"I said, you are not allowed to be some kind of experimental subject!" Heathcliff raised his voice, "I will take care of everything, Mary. You don't have to risk your life, you are just a doctor."

"Do you want me to risk your life?" Mary retorted, her eerie calm now. "Heathcliff, your duty is to protect this country, not me alone. If so, I will be a sinner for the whole of England."

"I don't care about other people's life or death." Heathcliff said word by word, the muscles on his face were tense, and he tried his best to restrain himself from rushing in to cramp Emily and peel her bones.

"Even without Emily, as long as the laboratory needs me, I will be a test subject." Mary said, she caressed Heathcliff's face, and ran her cold fingers across the scar on his neck, "As you said , I am a doctor."

"Don't worry, it's just an experiment, nothing will go wrong."

"I won't agree." Heathcliff murmured.He held Mary's hand in his, only to find that not only her fingers, but her entire palm was cold and cold.

"I'm sorry, Heathcliff." Mary smiled, and put her other hand into his, "I have completed the implantation. In half an hour, I will be sent to the observation room with other experimenters. If there are no accidents, we can announce to the whole of Europe that the experiment is successful. Therefore, I can only entrust you with monitoring Emily, and I only trust you now."

Heathcliff closed his eyes, took Mary into his arms, and warmed her cold body with his arms. After a long time, he said softly, "Okay."

The snowflakes swirled and fell on their shoulders, melting away, and the sky kept clearing.Winter is not over yet, but the temperature has begun to warm up, and the grass seeds buried in the ground have begun to germinate.

The seven days in the observation room were a bit difficult.All the subjects were locked in an independent small rectangular room, and someone would come to record their physical signs every hour.Mary didn't think there was a problem at first, but over time, anxiety gradually began to take over her mind.

There was no obvious physical discomfort, but the mental rubbing was even more exhausting.In addition to having to answer the same questions every hour, Mary also has to endure the noise of her neighbor's breakdown from exhaustion.She tried to relax and warned herself not to be like them.Only experiments made in a calm state of mind are more convincing.

The observation room was only about ten square yards in size. There was a single bed made of wooden boards in the corner, and there were two thin wooden boards on the opposite wall, on which were placed a kettle, candles, and a Bible.

Although a bit deviant, Mary is still a good girl. She has never been in prison, but she feels that this observation room is no different from a prison.Mary lit a candle and began reading the Bible in the dim light of the candle.

To tell the truth, she didn't believe it very much. God never saved her. It was science, herself and Heathcliff who saved her.

It was late at night, and the experimenter in the next room finally fell asleep and stopped crying anxiously.Mary closed her book and was about to rest for a while, too, to preserve her strength.

Just then, an old friend appears outside her window.

Lucifer.

"You don't believe in God." Lucifer was still wearing his big black hood, holding a black scepter in his hand, and his voice was like a poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden, "Be my servant, come to hell, Suffering will have nothing to do with you."

"I hope you will keep your promise." Mary stood up, put the "Bible" back in place, and confronted Lucifer, "The intruder is in the hospital, and I will give you her soul soon."

"You can't do it." Lucifer smiled contemptuously, "You can't do it. This is your last chance, but you will still lose it like the previous two times. I saw it. To hell Come on, my girl, you belong here. Be my servant, away from the wars and diseases of the world."

"I don't believe in God," said Mary, "and I don't believe in you either."

"I can take you away now, you should have died." Lucifer was a little annoyed.

"You won't. Because I didn't invite you in."

Lucifer laughed strangely, and this laughter was particularly terrifying in the dark night. He spread his wings, slowly rose into the air, and looked down at Mary from a high position: "Don't forget, the last chance."

Lying on the bed, Mary suddenly opened her eyes, touched the cold sweat on her head, and the "Bible" was put back in its original place. She knew that she hadn't just had a nightmare, but that Lucifer had indeed reappeared.

Sitting blankly on the plank bed, she suddenly missed Heathcliff.Yesterday she had slept in her cubicle in the dressing room while he was outside her door under a blanket, and Mary hadn't slept so soundly since the war began.

In Heathcliff, Mary found a sense of security that she had never had in her previous life.She fiddled with the dancing candles, hoping that this long period of observation would end as soon as possible.Heathcliff was going to return to the battlefield after his vacation in two days, but he promised her that he would come back to see her from the battlefield on the day she finished observing.Wrapped in the quilt, Mary secretly laughed. She suddenly felt a bit like the demon queen in the story, who hindered the monarch's conquest.

Just this one time, Mary thought, let him make an exception for me.