In the intensive care unit of Rossi Surgical Hospital, on Holm Street in the Sock district, Joyce sat at Angela's bedside with a gift box.

"Joyce, you're not going to give her porcelain, are you?" Jarrin looked at Joyce with a strange expression, as if he had developed distrust of his actions in the morning.

"Do you think I have a problem with my brain and need to go to the madhouse next door?" Joyce whispered at Arlin's eyes.

"Let's go quickly, I heard that the surgical hospital has given her two critical illness notices, and if she suddenly fails, I'm afraid she will have to rely on us. Arrin whispered to Joyce.

At this time, Angela, who was lying on the hospital bed, had chapped lips, no blood on her face, and her breath was very weak, as if she would die as long as she couldn't get up in one breath.

Through the microcosm of her right eye, Joyce not only discovered the two secret qi scattered in Angela's body, and there was a restless backlash, but also saw a large area of dark shadow on her right shoulder that was difficult to heal.

"The captain really did bad things with good intentions, but in the end, he still couldn't bear it and sent Croton's mysterious properties to Angela's body!" Joyce secretly sighed.

In Joyce's senses, Angela is simply empty at this time, and even has no external consciousness, and it would be better if she didn't give her Croton's mysterious characteristics, maybe she could hold on.

"Angela was pretty before, but it's a pity!"

Joyce deliberately showed a little affection for Angela, sighed and left with the gift box.

Not only Yarlin, but even the military personnel on duty and Ms. Palemie, who followed up the ward, couldn't help but look a little strange after hearing Joyce's words.

"Joyce, you don't like Angela, do you?"

Yarlin couldn't help but ask Joyce, as if he really had something wrong with his brain.

"Angela is young and beautiful, and if she hadn't been injured, she would have had a great figure. Joyce sighed.

"By the way, Angela doesn't have any family, why haven't you seen her family to see her?" Joyce showed curiosity as Arrin was silent and unable to communicate.

"I heard that Angela's father used to be a member of the MIA, and then his extraordinary ability was out of control and was killed, this incident is not recorded in the MIA, and you should not mention it in the future. Yarlin replied in a small voice.

By the time Joyce and Arrin left Rossi Surgical Hospital, the sun had already risen.

Guessing that it was still early, Joyce took Yarlin to the café down the street, where he had a decent breakfast.

"Joyce, are you not in the habit of bringing money?"

Seeing Joyce stuff a piece of sliced steak into his mouth, Arrin felt that people were afraid to get along with each other.

"I was in a hurry to go out in the morning, so I forgot to bring it. ”

Joyce didn't care about Arlin's skeptical gaze, and looked comfortable.

"It doesn't seem to be like this, I heard that Elena is holding the money, and you have to ask her permission for what you want to buy. Yarlin punctured Joyce's lies.

"Letting a woman take care of a little money can save a lot of trouble, and I can call the shots in big things. Joyce patted the chest of the gray tight-collared suit, signaling that he had a large passbook.

In fact, Joyce was just quibbling, if he didn't have any money in his pocket, it was really inconvenient, and the rental carriage when he came was paid by Yarlin.

Lady Palemie, who had recovered from her injuries, was slowly eating her breakfast, and when she heard Arrin and Joyce talking, she had a rare smile on her face.

Compared to Angela, Ms. Palemi is much luckier.

Before arriving at Rossi Surgical Hospital, Arrin and Joyce had exchanged things on the aisle beam at the back entrance of the Flame Tenderness Ballroom, and the two of them had agreed on this matter and were not in a hurry to take them out.

"I'll just go back to Iron and Steel Flower Street by myself, and it's not convenient for you to send me back. Feeling Joyce's gaze, Palemi, who was wearing a black trench coat, said.

"There seems to be a bit of a gap in her heart, and if this continues, she can't say that she will part ways!" Joyce thought to herself.

Byrne's death and the damage caused by the Flame Tenderness Ballroom made Joyce sorry for Lady Palemie, but the situation was critical and he couldn't help it.

"If there is a place that needs our help in the future, even if it is said that the loss of the dance hall, I believe that the Iron Will and the Iron Hand will be able to compensate. Arrin smiled faintly, just talking about the scene.

Before the Flame Tenderness Ballroom could be renovated, the beams would have to be taken away, something that Arrin and Joyce had agreed to do.

Arrin settled the bill and went out of the café to find another carriage, the previous carriage was loaded with some of Lady Palemie's things, and let her go directly in the carriage.

"It's useless, such a blow can't cheer her up, and after running a dance hall for several years, hasn't it made her realize the cruelty of the world?" Yarlin said angrily when he got into the car, and seemed to be disappointed in Palemie.

"I think Ms. Palemi should be given some more time. Joyce snorted.

In Joyce's view, although Ms. Palemie's physical trauma has recovered, her emotional grief is not so easy to heal.

"Joyce, have you made any progress since you acquired the mystical trait?" asked Arrin solemnly.

"There's something strange about that mysterious property, and I haven't made up my mind to absorb it yet. Joyce said that he was thinking more about Angela at Rossi Surgical Hospital.

After seeing Angela just now, Joyce thinks she can try to save her, but she is worried about being discovered, even though he has already done the foreshadowing of having a crush on the girl.

The carriage first went to the bank in Moya, and without noticing the outsider's watching, Joyce held the typewriter keyboard at the bank counter and typed the secret words of deposit and withdrawal: let the bullets fly for a while.

The five hundred gold bills were taken out by Joyce in the denomination of one gold luo each, and rolled into five bundles, so that it could look more.

"Pretty much all of it!"

Joyce took the 500 gold bill to the table in the bank's VIP room and prepared to put it in the gift box.

"What's that?"

Sitting on the couch in the bank's VIP room, Arrin saw Joyce open the gift box, which not only contained two daggers, a quick loader, and a library key tray, but also a lock coffin and two towel bags.

Joyce put away the bill and nodded to Arlin.

"Did you use a gift box as a box?"

It was only then that Jarrin realized why Joyce carried a porcelain box everywhere he went.

"I'll deal with it for the time being, and I'll have to ask Elena to buy me a safe when I get back. Speaking of which, Joyce felt that something exposed Elena's mastery.

"By the way, Arrin, do you have any money, give me some flowers first, and I'll ask Elena to pay you back when the time comes." Once the loss of face was revealed, Joyce didn't care anymore and quickly made up her mind.

"Forget it, I'm afraid you'll spend the money, and Elena won't admit it then. Leaving the bank, Arrin quickly shook his head, not quite believing Joyce's position in the family.

By the time the carriage arrived at Vanilla Street, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

The wide streets are occasionally lined with horse-drawn wagons and shops of all kinds, but there are many herb shops and medical clinics, and there are not a few people who seek medical advice.

"This is a bunch operation!"

Joyce, who was sitting in the carriage, put down the lease that Jarlin had proposed, and looked out through the carriage window.

"I've inquired, it's not bad to be in the medicinal herb business, but it's just an ordinary business. Arrin said to Joyce in the car.

"yes!"

Just by looking at the herb shop on the street, Joyce could realize that the herbal medicine business was quite mature.

Renting a herb shop, Joyce mainly wanted to transfer to the alchemy sequence, which would be easier to learn.

Although Joyce now has the experience of a herb picker and can be regarded as having tasted all kinds of herbs, he does not think that some areas of this world must be backward from the earth, and there may not be any comparison.

"In the alchemy sequence, the herbalist seems to be the most ordinary and the worst, it can only be regarded as the basic, and then there are the pharmacists, secret pharmacists and potions, these three professions are not ordinary, and the potion formula may still have a chance to be obtained, mostly for curing diseases, or increasing the state, regulating body functions, as for the formula of the secret medicine and potions, I have only heard of it. Yarlin reminded Joyce.

"Therefore, whether there can be achievements in the alchemy sequence or not, getting the formula is the key. Rather than ignore Arlin's claims, Joyce agrees.

Joyce was not at all surprised that sequences were valued, and it was in response to what he knew that knowledge was power.

"Although the ability of secret cultivation is very strange, even the diversity of this world is not as simple as imagined. Joyce sighed inwardly.

"In addition to what I told you before, I don't know much about alchemists, and the pill may be more difficult to obtain, and you should also pay attention to one thing, if you want to explore the alchemy sequence, you mainly have to be careful with the temple and other forces, if you just sell herbs, it doesn't matter how you sell them, but selling potions, secret medicines, or potions is different, and before you have the ability to protect yourself, you must not reveal too much......" Yarlin said this, feeling as if it was too much, and shook his head with a smile.

"What kind of look did he have, like if I was a herb shop, and it wouldn't take long for me to get a yellow stall. Joyce vaguely understood what Arlin meant.

"153 Vanilla Street has arrived. ”

Gradually, the coachman stopped the carriage and informed Joyce and Arrin in the carriage.

After getting out of the carriage, Joyce's eyes were first greeted by an extremely large bluestone wall, followed by a rather tall four-story mage tower.

Along the way, Joyce discovered that Vanilla Street was not without four- or five-story buildings, but the Mage Tower was quite special.

"What's the matter, this place is definitely big enough, the land enclosed by the wall is in the title deed, just to build such a high wall of big bluestone, it will cost a lot of money, not to mention the mage tower, if it is sold, it will cost at least ten thousand gold. With an evil look in her eyes, Arrin whispered to Joyce.

"It's really good!"

Joyce sighed, thinking that if the loser signed the lease and didn't leave, with Arlin's look and consideration, he probably wouldn't mind using some means to make people disappear.