I asked Sister Hua to follow Bruni to find her companion, and I myself planned to go to the clinic to see An An, remembering that since we came back from the bottom of the sea, I haven't seen An An, and An An hasn't come to look for me, the girl doesn't know what is going on now, and Michael's grandson doesn't know if he has taken advantage of it.

The so-called fear of something, I just walked into the clinic and saw Michael and An An chatting about something, the two stood very close, although it was not ambiguous and close in terms of distance, but I was still very unhappy when I looked at it.

After seeing me, An An's face flashed with a hint of joy, but it was fleeting, she looked at me and asked, "Are you back?" ”

I nodded and said with a hippie smile: "Well, I'm back, haven't I seen him for a long time and missed him?" ”

"Phew!" An An snorted coldly twice and said, "Who will miss you Chenghe?" Do you think you're too attractive? ”

Before I could continue, Michael interjected, "Mr. Han, how did I find out that you were okay and ran to our clinic?" Are you using us as a wet market? ”

I don't know why as soon as Michael speaks, I feel a new wave of disgust, I admit that there is a prejudice in this, but the way this grandson speaks is really annoying.

I said impatiently: "Then I also found that every time I come, you will come out and talk nonsense, why don't you have any eyesight?" Does it feel cool to make a light bulb? ”

"What do you mean by the feeling of a light bulb?" Michael, apparently not knowing what I meant, asked with a brow of confusion.

"Doctor! Save my child! "I was thinking about how to continue taunting Michael when a woman suddenly walked in with a seven or eight-year-old child in her arms, who had fallen into a coma and was soaked in blood from her abdomen.

The sudden injury made the clinic busy all of a sudden, Michael and An An immediately pushed the child to the emergency room for rescue, the woman wanted to follow up, but was stopped by An An.

The woman sitting outside the emergency room looked at the closed door of the emergency room with blank eyes, and after a moment, she suddenly began to cry again, the cry was heart-rending and full of despair.

I sat down next to the woman, handed her two pieces of paper, and then carefully comforted: "Don't cry yet, the doctor is already rescuing, your child will be fine." ”

The woman ignored my reassurance, but looked at me with a handful of snot and tears, and then continued to cry bitterly, and I continued: "You cry so loudly that it will affect the doctor's rescue. ”

When I said this, the woman's crying stopped abruptly, but her body was still shaking, and the tears the size of beans were rolling down, and I couldn't bear to look at it, so I asked her, "What happened to your child?" ”

"He was stabbed, stabbed!" The woman was asked by me, and then she began to howl, and I quickly asked her to control her emotions first.

Her child was stabbed? But who would poison such a young child? Could it be that a child was injured in a fight?

"This eldest sister, who stabbed your child? Did you report the crime? ”

"I don't know, I don't know!" The woman shook her head and said, "I was at home after my husband's funeral, and my children were playing in the alley by themselves, when I heard a cry for help outside the door, and when I rushed out, I saw that my child was lying in a pool of blood. ”

"What happened to your husband?" I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and then asked tentatively, "What does your husband do?" ”

"My husband used to be a merchant and made a living by raising and selling horses, but when slavery was abolished in the empire, my husband became a groom."

"Groom?" I asked, "Could it be that the groom who drugged Prince Charles' horse and then committed suicide in fear of sin is your husband?" ”

"My husband didn't commit suicide in fear of sin! He didn't want to affect our mother and son, he was forced, he was forced! The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and she grabbed my arm with both hands, and I quickly shook off her hand and continued to ask, "Who?" Who forced your husband to death? Didn't he commit suicide? What do you know? ”

Seeing that I was about to uncover the secret behind the horseman's death, the woman suddenly became frightened again, and muttered to herself: "No, I can't tell you, I can't say, they will kill me and my children, yes, I can't tell you!" Can't tell you! I don't know anything, I don't know anything! ”

At this moment, the door to the emergency room was opened, and Michael came out of it, looked at me and the woman and frowned, and said, "What have you been yelling about outside?" Don't know what to be quiet in the clinic? ”

The woman grabbed Michael's arm and asked, "How is my child?" ”

Michael shook off the woman's hand in disgust, and wiped his clothes again with some unease, making it as pretentious and pompous as touching a big feces.

"Your child is not in danger of life for the time being, his wound is not deep, and he has not injured any vital organs, and we have stopped the bleeding for him."

"Great, great!" When the woman heard that her child was not in danger of life, she was so excited that she almost didn't jump.

"Still, I want to know who stabbed your child? Do you need help calling the police? Michael asked.

"No, no!" The woman quickly waved her hand to refuse, and said, "My child accidentally stabbed himself when he was playing with a knife, so I don't need to call the police." ”

What's that? When I heard the woman's words, I was petrified, didn't I just say that? Why did you suddenly change your rhetoric? And even if you're going to lie, you've got to organize your language through your brain, right? A child stabs himself with a knife? The reincarnation of the old boy?

Michael was also puzzled, and he asked the woman, "Do you know what you're talking about?" Your child is so young, how can he play with knives on his own? And stab yourself? It's ridiculous! Do you have something unspeakable? ”

"No, really not!" The woman resolutely denied it, "Even if you stab yourself with a knife, there is nothing unspeakable." ”

Although neither Michael nor I believed the woman's words, but the woman was very adamant about her statement, and we couldn't say anything more, Michael asked me if I should call the police? I shook my head and said, "Now that the police on the island are busy investigating the murder of Prince Charlie, how can they have the energy to take care of other things?" Besides, if the woman still insisted on it at that time, the police would not care. ”

Although I said so, but in fact, I have my own little abacus in my heart, this woman suddenly changed her statement in such a short period of time, there must be something greasy in it, plus she is the family of the groom, this can think of a lot of things, since she doesn't want to call the police, it's just right, I can find a way to secretly investigate by myself.

However, I obviously thought it was too simple, and soon the stabbing of the groom's children spread throughout the island, and for a time rumors began to fly that the groom's children had been stabbed by the former slaves, in order to warn others who were dissatisfied with the abolition of slavery, and others said that the former slaves were ready to riot at any time.

Prince Charlie, who had already listened to the words of Count Soros, was furious again, he did not expect those former slaves to be so bold and mad, not even a child was spared, and at the same time he once again had deep doubts about the abolition of slavery, he immediately sent someone to find Duke Jackson, but was told that the Duke was ill.

"Duke Jackson is sick?" Prince Charlie looked at his henchman and frowned and asked, "How could he fall ill when he was fine?" Is it such a coincidence? ”