Bella showed no signs of getting better at all, but coughed more and more. Tenaia and I hurriedly pushed open the door and brought the oil lamp, which lit up the gloomy room by the faint light of the fire.

"Father!"

Tenea's face was solemn, and she ran briskly to crouch down and grasp Dr. Bella's scarred right hand. Looking at Bella closely, he looked at his tormented, long-lost face, his pale lips were covered with dead skin, and his pale face was like the parchment that had just been made, and he could not see the slightest blood, and his eyes were closed, and no amount of calling could make him awake, as if he was in a deep nightmare and could not extricate himself.

He was still coughing, and even a little blood was foaming at the corner of his mouth.

"My father didn't feel so unwell a few days ago, what could be the matter, his condition seems to have worsened a lot."

When Tenaia saw the blood, she also panicked, she trembled all over, and she could only hold Bella's hand at a loss. Doctor, what is needed now is a doctor, but the three people in this room, except for Bella, who is suffering from illness, no one understands medical skills. I can't even tell the difference between onions and leeks, let alone the unfathomable ancient Western medicine.

I held the oil lamp and did not dare to go forward, for fear that the cough would blow out the flames that were already weak and indestructible; Second, he was afraid that Bella would be weak, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a stinky beggar in ragged clothes standing faintly behind his daughter, and he was angry for a while, which was inadvertently a big mistake.

"Daddy, Daddy, open your eyes and look at me, oh, my poor Daddy!" Seeing that Bella was still struggling in pain, Tenaia was anxious but helpless, and could only cry as she watched her father. But this will not alleviate Dr. Bella's pain at this time, on the contrary, what is the difference between such indifference and indirect harm? Instead of standing like this, it is better to take action and do something useful.

"Why, is it clearly about trauma?"

Doctor Bella's violent reaction puzzled me, and I stepped forward to lift the futon that was covering Dr. Bella's body, regardless of Tenea's thoughts.

"What are you doing?" When Tenaia saw me coming to lift his father's quilt, she immediately became angry and said that my father has become like this, how can you still play tricks on him like this, this is not teasing.

I said, "Don't be angry about Tenaia, I feel that things are indeed a little strange, since I went to the church to baptize and bow down to God, it will naturally not hurt so badly." ”

"It's all said, it's God's punishment!" Tenaia still didn't give up, and she still insisted that I was playing child's play.

I don't bother to explain, because although she outwardly disagrees with the priests, she still has a deep belief in that God in her heart. It is no wonder that in such a closed era, who can you believe if you don't believe in God? I don't care about her obstruction, and besides, she was caught by her father and couldn't move for a while, I need to find out what the hell is going on.

As soon as I opened it, a foul smell hit my face, and I could barely open my eyes. Holding the oil lamp in one hand, I quickly turned my face over the clothes hidden on my shoulder, otherwise I really couldn't stand the stench. I never thought that this poor old man could no longer take care of himself, and the bed was full of filth that he discharged unconsciously.

I opened my eyes and looked closely, and found that the filth was the latest excretion, and that there was no other sign of defecation, and it seemed that the old woman had secretly changed her trousers without telling us without even knowing about it. This poor old woman is still deliberately hiding it at this time, and it is not certain that if she consumes it like this, she will lose her life in vain.

"No, no, no, that's not the point!"

I thought about it again, I quickly brought myself back to my senses, bent down and grabbed his shirt with the stench, I wanted to see how a healthy doctor could be subjected to such great torture in just a few days?

"Brush!"

I lifted Dr. Bella's equally dirty shirt, and the bruises from the top and bottom of my body gave me intensive phobia almost at the same time.

"How so!"

I jerked up at Bella, who was still coughing, blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, and Tenaia hurriedly wiped his cuffs for him.

"We need to get a doctor now, or your father's life will be in danger."

"It's useless!" As soon as I finished speaking, the old woman Prasvia sighed coldly behind me. I looked back and saw that she was also holding an oil lamp, and she leaned feebly against the wall by the door, and through the dim light of the fire, she looked much older, her face haggard, and her red and swollen eyes could no longer shed a single tear. Mourning is greater than dying, and she must have her own hardships when she does this.

When I saw her, I couldn't get excited at all, but I calmed myself down a lot, and I think I can understand her. Because of the doctor, this is probably the only doctor in the city who is lying in bed and dying, if there are other doctors, then who knows what happened to Bella? At this time, taking the risk to treat this poor old man would not only take the life of the old man alone.

"You know Bella is hopeless, so you deliberately concealed the truth, right?" I put the quilt down and put it back on Bella's body. Looking back, I looked at the old, struggling woman in pain. "Now this matter can't be hidden, then again, the moment Bella was brought into the church, he couldn't have come back, am I right?"

The old woman did not speak, but nodded slightly, her gaze downward, and she tried not to look at me, nor at her ill-fated husband and daughter, who had already wept. I think she must be struggling with herself right now, and she is struggling with whether she has done something wrong, and as a result, she has been struggling with this for a whole week, and that Plavia is not that kind of woman, whether she is instructed to do this or why, and I need to ask to find out the truth.

"You knew it when he was sent out, didn't you?" I calmly asked the old woman Prasvia, I thought that at this point, there was no need for her to hide her intentions from me and Tenaia.

"When he was sent out, he was already dying." The old woman was extremely calm at this time, but her tone of voice was slightly trembling, which must have been caused by a temporary lack of oxygen caused by crying. "I lost all my money in exchange for a dying Bella, I can't figure this out." As she spoke, the old woman's eyes turned to Bella again, with guilt and deep self-reproach in her eyes.

"Then why did you lie to me and say that my father was fine and there was nothing else wrong?" Tenaia, who was crying beside Bella, couldn't stand such a deception after all, and she turned back to her mother and yelled, her red eyes full of anger and despair.

"Sorry my kid, I don't want that!" The old woman's tone was full of tears, but her red and swollen eyes could not squeeze out a single tear, how could crying without tears be forgiven by Tenaia, not to mention that Tenaia didn't care about this, she only cared about the fact that her mother had deceived and concealed the fact that her father was seriously ill.

"Tenaia isn't here, so she doesn't know about it, does she?" I asked, as if I knew most of the truth.

"That day I took the opportunity to break Tenaia away, and then went to a church outside the city to see Bella, who was bruised and bruised, and was almost speechless when he saw me." The old woman scrubbed the handle of the oil lamp in her hand, sobbed, and said, "This is what Bella meant, for he does not want our child Tenaia to see, for this only daughter may hate and curse God for this." Knowing that Bella was a devout believer herself, she told me that he was atoning for his sins and that it was time to return to his kingdom (the city of God). ”

"His kingdom is ridiculous!" I smiled bitterly and shook my head, but the matter has come to this point, what is the way to save it, what to do now is irreparable.

"So I took Bella to wash his blood off with water by the river outside the city, but luckily the priests kept their promise and didn't slap him in the face!"

"Keep your word?" I can't understand this, but they already knew about the beating. If you think about it, it's not that complicated, but it's full of violence and money.

Bella's practice of medicine and good deeds has long touched the taboo of the Catholic Church, which is to gradually deny the existence of God. So he secretly instructed the nobles in the city to stir up trouble, and took the opportunity to frame Bella. Torture Bella, but when money is mediated, the nobles will definitely collect the money from both parties, and if they earn enough, they will naturally stop looking for trouble. But when the anger of the aristocracy subsided, how did the anger of the church subside? They keep saying that they are going to baptism to cleanse themselves of sin, but in the eyes of their clergy, Bella herself is the original sin, so how can there be such a thing as baptism? However, the old woman's gold coins were short of hands, so she had to give this face, so she simply injured herself seriously, and left a few days for their families to be reunited, and exchanged money for a few days of dying days.

Bella gradually stopped coughing, he was an internal injury, not a problem that could be solved by external herbs. God knows how many ribs were broken in his chest, and how many internal organs were wounded, and such injuries were incurable in this kind of medical backwardness, and people were still in ignorance, and Bella knew it herself, and the old woman knew it in her heart, and the priesthood who did it knew even more. Perhaps in this matter, there is only Tenaia, who is kept in the dark.

Bella's breathing was even weaker, he was so weak, the end was approaching, the three of us could only watch him be taken away by internal injuries, and then, only a miracle could save Bella.