In the early morning, a thin layer of white fog still fills London, and the newly rising sun struggles to shine golden light, wanting to bring God's light to the city. Unfortunately, the thick layer of fog was like a gray shell, blocking out the light, leaving only a dark city.

Although it was less than seven o'clock sharp, the whole of London had already started a busy and noisy day. Countless sailing merchant ships that have crossed the sea, under the guidance of the port staff, slowly approached the wharf. A group of dock workers on the dock, drinking rum and talking loudly, were ready to unload the cargo ship under the shouting of the foreman. The industrious and unpretentious housewives, with somewhat shabby baskets, went to the small pier by the Thames. There are fresh fish and shrimp that have just been caught from the Thames, and although they smell terrible, they are very cheap, which is good nutrition for the poor. When they return home, the women boil the fish and shrimp into a thick sauce, put it on the thick fish soup that turns into a day, and add chopped cabbage to make a rich soup. This soup, with a piece of brown bread, will always be a favourite recipe in the average London family.

Mrs. Schmidt wore a dress made of coarse linen, her brown hair wrapped in a dark scarf, and in the front of the skirt was a dirty apron that was almost unrecognizable, which was the most common attire for lower-class women in England. Ruth, the innkeeper of the five big and three thick, carried a large bag of cabbage that had just been bought from the market, and silently followed Mrs. Schmidt. Although Mrs. Schmidt was the steward of the inn, the business of the inn had been getting worse and worse lately, and even the servants who worked in the kitchen had to be dismissed. So Mrs. Schmidt had to go out early and like an ordinary maid, she personally procured ingredients for the kitchen.

Mrs. Schmidt sighed softly, for the hotel's predicament was not due to her negligence, but to her nephew White, the owner of several properties such as the inn, who was now madly addicted to gambling. For more than a month, all the hotel's business income was taken away by White's servants, and there was not even a basic cash flow to keep the hotel running. Recently, an old friend of her husband whispered to her that White had borrowed loan sharks from greedy Jews, went to the casino to get money, and then unsurprisingly lost everything! Maybe in a few days, the greedy Jew will take the hotel and pay off the debt. At that time, I really don't know where in London there will be a place for her and Alice's mother and daughter.

Ruth put the sack on her shoulder on the ground, gasped and said to Mrs. Schmidt, "Madam, my poor shoulder is about to be crushed by this heavy sack!" Can we rest here for a while, just a little while, ma'am? Ruth's gruff voice pulled Mrs. Schmidt back from her thoughts, and she nodded in agreement as she looked at Ruth's sweaty forehead. This always capable girl is indeed exhausted. With Madame's permission, Ruth slumped down on the sack full of cabbage and moved her somewhat numb shoulders.

At that moment, a carriage full of fresh fish rumbled towards the way, and the driver of the carriage tried to control the frantic horses with a panicked face, and shouted at the pedestrians on the side of the road: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Pedestrians on the side of the road panicked and turned to both sides of the road, and a hawker's stall was even swept to the ground by a speeding carriage, so angry that the peddler shouted curses from behind. The carriage roared past and hit several stalls without stopping and became more and more frenzied. The heavy wagon, with her horse, rumbled towards Ruth, and the poor maid did not notice the change.

When the coachman saw a woman sitting unguarded on a sack in front of him, blocking the way of the carriage, he cried out in a hurry, "Get out of the way!" Damn woman, you don't want to die? Get out of the way!" Just when the carriage was less than four meters away from Ruth, Mrs. Schmidt and Ruth, who heard the coachman's cursing, just turned around and saw this shocking scene! Ruth could even feel the white breath coming from the mad horse, as if the hard hooves would break her ribs in the next second. Ruth was so frightened by this terrible scene that her brain went blank, and she couldn't control her hands and feet, just sitting on the sack in a daze, watching the Grim Reaper approach her step by step.

At this moment, Mrs. Schmidt hurriedly rushed to Ruth, who was already frightened, and pushed the stupid maid out! But the carriage was so fast that before Mrs. Schmidt could avoid it, she was knocked out of the carriage several meters away, lying on the ground covered in blood. The carriage hit Mrs. Smith again, then continued through the stockpile of the docks, and then, with a loud bang, finally fell into the Thames with the coachman.

It all happened so fast that before everyone could react, they just watched in amazement at the mess. Ruth, who had recovered from her surprise, saw Mrs. Schmidt lying motionless on the ground, screamed in fright, and then hurriedly ran over: "Madame, ma'am, how are you?" It's all my fault, if I hadn't been stunned by the carriage, you wouldn't have been like this, ma'am, woo woo ......"

Mrs. Schmidt opened her eyes with difficulty, and a cloud of blood soon flowed from her mouth: "Ruth...... It's not you...... It's all wrong...... God's will. I feel...... Feeling fast and breathless...... Come here...... Ahem...... Ruth felt uncomfortable in her heart: "Madam, please stop talking, I'll find someone to send you back." ”

A few kind passers-by took a board from the carriage, put Mrs. Schmidt on it with Ruth, and hurried to the Schmidt Hotel.

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Lin Zihan woke up from his sleep, stretched his lower limbs comfortably, and sighed in his heart that this kind of day when he didn't have to rush to work every day was really comfortable. Lin Zihan pushed open the window and looked at the slightly gray and deserted street, but his heart was hot. Yesterday he had already made a trip to the Admiralty and handed the letter of recommendation to one of Viscount Bernard's old subordinates in the Admiralty. The military commander of the Military Command Department was very polite, helped Lin Zihan report some basic information one by one, and finally personally sent Lin Zihan out of the Admiralty. Of course, this is entirely for the sake of Viscount Bernard's face. Lin Zihan doesn't have to worry about the rest of the things, everything is handled by Viscount Berner and his old subordinates. The old man patted his chest and assured himself that as long as he had his full recommendation, a lieutenant rank would not be able to escape.

Just when Lin Zihan was thinking about the journey to China, there was a sudden noisy sound downstairs, and there was a faint heart-rending cry of Alice's little girl. Then, there was a knock on ......the door. Lin Zihan frowned and opened the door, and found the coachman William Edward standing outside with a panicked expression. "William, what's going on downstairs?" In order to use the car conveniently, Lin Zihan simply rented another room in the hotel for William to live in, so that he could easily take William's carriage wherever he wanted to go, so William could appear at Lin Zihan's door so quickly.

William took a breath before he said, "Mr. Wickham, Mrs. Schmidt let the carriage hit me outside today!" Ruth, the maid, and a few other guests were carrying Mrs. Schmidt into the room. Lin Zihan was taken aback, he didn't expect Mrs. Schmidt to have such a thing. Although Mrs. Schmidt can't get rid of the philistine of the small citizens, she is an out-and-out good person, and Lin Zihan doesn't want anything to happen to her. Lin Zihan grabbed his coat and put it on, and followed William towards Mrs. Schmidt's room.

After coming to Mrs. Schmidt's room, Lin Zihan found that it had become a mess, and everyone didn't know what to do. Alice lay on the bed crying and shouted, "Mom, wake up, I'm your Alice." Alice will never be naughty again, Mom, wake up and come and see me...... Whew...... and the maid named Ruth used a dirty silk scarf to wipe the blood from the corner of Mrs. Schmidt's mouth. Lin Zihan asked Ruth in a deep voice, "Ruth, have you hired a doctor?"

Ruth turned around with red and swollen eyes, and her voice came with a hint of crying: "Sir, where do we have the money to hire a doctor?" Mr. White took all the money from the hotel! Lin Zihan was a little angry, Mrs. Schmidt was so seriously injured that she didn't call a doctor, is this the rhythm of preparing to die? Lin Zihan took out a gold coin of Gini and handed it to Ruth: "You go and call the doctor closest here, you must hurry!" Ruth took the gold coin and hurriedly ran out the door with her skirt in hand.

Alice was already crying until her voice was hoarse, and tears wet a large patch of the leaflet on Mrs. Schmidt's bed. The little girl's blond hair was a little messy on her little baby's fat face, like a poor abandoned puppy. Lin Zihan hugged Alice in his arms distressedly and comforted softly: "Alice, your mother will be fine." Wait for the doctor to come and see your mother, she will be fine soon. ”

Alice raised her head and looked at Lin Zihan's stiff side face, and her originally flustered heart calmed down strangely: "Brother Wickham, are you telling the truth?" I'm really scared now, I'm afraid that my mother will be like my father back then, and she can't sleep. "No, Alice. Can you go to my room and write the words now, so that Mom can rest for a while?" Under Lin Zihan's repeated assurances, Alice followed William to Lin Zihan's room.

After about half an hour, Ruth led an old man into the room: "Mr. Wickham, I have called in the doctor. The doctor looked at his surroundings and looked disgusted, perhaps he had never been to the slums, but this time it was only for the sake of that one Gini's face. Lin Zihan was too lazy to care about these, so he hurriedly moved out of the way and asked the doctor to check, after all, it was important to save people.

The doctor was busy for a while, and then said with a solemn expression, "Sir, this lady's condition is very critical. Two ribs in her right rib cage were broken, one of which had been inserted into her lung, causing blood to accumulate in her lung, and she was afraid that her wound was now infected. Lin Zihan didn't study medicine in his last life, and he didn't know what this doctor meant by saying a bunch of things, so he asked bluntly: "Doctor, just say it, is this lady still saved?" The doctor shook his head, "I can't do anything, sir. ”

This time, Lin Zihan understood that Mrs. Schmidt was not saved. The level of medical care in this era was extremely low, and most doctors had no choice but to bleed patients when they encountered dangerous conditions. Moreover, Mrs. Schmidt was traumatized in her internal organs, which was equivalent to a death sentence in the absence of antibiotics.

Lin Zihan sighed: "Doctor, please do your best and try to alleviate the pain for this lady." After speaking, Lin Zihan walked towards the door with heavy steps, he really didn't know how to explain to Alice.