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The woman who was tortured by illness on the bed and had only one breath left, Agatha had no choice but to hang her hands weakly. She didn't dare look at Cosette's eyes full of anticipation and hope, it would have filled her with guilt!

"Big sister, how is it, my mother should be fine!" Cosette said nervously, eager to get news of her mother's condition from the big sister's mouth.

In fact, Agatha was very tempted to deceive her by saying things against her will...... But she couldn't bear to cover it up with lies.

The middle-aged woman lying on the bed with a foul smell did not know how long she had this disease, and there was a large area of ulceration and suppuration on her torso below the head. His face was emaciated and only a layer of skin remained, and his body was swollen, and the pus that flowed out had soaked the old bedding.

By the time the Cosette arrived at the cabin, she was on her deathbed. If Agatha hadn't given her a gentle force in time, she wouldn't have been able to survive Agatha's diagnosis. By this time, the mother had passed out, her brows were wrinkled together by the pain, and perhaps she was also being ravaged by the disease in her dream.

"Your mom she ......" Agatha, as a devout believer in the Sun House, she can't lie to a child.

Just as Agatha was about to pronounce her sentence on Cosette's mother's illness, the door to the cabin suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Smack!"

Flora made a knocking gesture and stood awkwardly outside. She hadn't touched this door at all, and who knew that this broken thing would be dead in front of her.

"It fell on its own, and it ...... me," said Flora, looking at the people in the room, her face flushed.

“...... It's okay, this door is already broken, and it will fall down even if no one knocks, so you don't have to worry about it. The little girl looked at Flora, who was a little restrained at the door, shook her head and explained. But what Cosette didn't expect was that this aristocratic woman she met not long ago would follow her to such a dirty place.

"I'm really sorry......" Flora's nobleman's reserve was completely dismantled by the little girl's kindness at this moment, and she apologized softly to the little girl.

Cosette didn't say anything more, just waved his hand to signal that the noble lady didn't have to pay much attention to it. Then she focused her attention on Agatha, eager to know what was going on with her mother. "Big sister, go on!"

"Your mother's condition has deteriorated rapidly, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive today's ......" Mo Chen stood at the door, looking at the middle-aged woman whose breath of life had gradually moved away, and said in a deep voice.

Agatha nodded gratefully at Mo Chen, thanking him for helping her tell her about the little girl's mother's condition.

"You lie, why do you say that! My mother won't die! You liar!" Mo Chen's words seemed to drain Cosette's strength, she couldn't believe what the man said, so she had to look at Agatha again for help, hoping to get the exact news from the reliable big sister in front of her.

Agatha couldn't bear Cosette's hopeful eyes, but she couldn't tell the truth herself, so she could only bow her head under the burning gaze of the little girl.

As Agatha hung her head in silence, the hope in Cosette's eyes turned to dead despair, and the tears could no longer be held back, and they slashed weakly from her eyes.

She slammed down on the head of the bed, clutching her unconscious mother's dry hand and sobbing silently.

Mo Chen took Flora's hand and strode into the cabin without passing his master.

The stench inside the cabin was much lighter than outside, perhaps the smell of pus on the little girl's mother offset some of the stench. Mo Chen looked past Agatha and rested on the woman on the bed.

"Hey, Flora, don't you think she's familiar?" The woman lying on the bed made Mo Chen feel familiar, he squeezed Flora's soft little hand, and asked in a low voice.

Flora wasn't in the mood to look around her, and since she had entered the room, her eyes had fallen on the hand she was holding with Mo Chen. Hearing Mo Chen's whispered question, she shifted her attention to the woman in front of her.

"No, I shouldn't have seen her. Flora shook her head, she was sure that she didn't know this dying woman, and how could such a noble aristocratic woman know this person at the bottom of society.

"Do you still have an impression of the middle-aged maid who led me to rest on the Rhea?"

How could I remember all the maids on the Rhea, and why should I remember these inconsequential people!Flora shook her head again, she really didn't have any impression of this woman.

"What's the matter!" Mo Chen gave up asking Flora, and no matter what she could get from continuing to ask.

"Little sister, I want to ask you something, it may have something to do with your mother's condition. If that's the case, I might be able to save your mother. Mo Chen stared at the woman on the bed, a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Mo Chen's words immediately stopped the sobbing sound of the little girl, and she quickly raised her head, looking at the man behind her with tearful eyes.

"Really, you're not going to lie to me, are you?" asked Cosette, with a cry and a dry voice. As long as there is a way to save her mother, she is willing to do anything.

"Did your mother leave Rhea?"

"Well, my mother used to be a maid of a noble person, and she had been away from the island for half a year, and she didn't return home until three days ago......" Cosette looked at Mo Chen with puzzled eyes, she didn't understand why this person was asking this?

"Three days ago?" Mo Chen couldn't help but be confused when he heard the little girl's words. It seems that this time is a little unbearable!

"Are you sure it was three days ago?"

With tears on her face, Cosette nodded earnestly, for her mother had been bedridden when she had returned home three days earlier. She could never be mistaken!

The little girl's nod made Mo Chen's head suddenly confused, this is impossible!

He turned his head and asked Flora, "Flora, how long has it been since we met the ghost jellyfish?" ”

"You're not sick, are you!" Flora put her free hand on Mo Chen's forehead and took her temperature.

"Although you have been in a coma from last night to this morning, you are not so forgetful!"

"Well, don't go around in circles! tell me how long it will be!" Mo Chen said in a serious tone, taking Flora's hand from his forehead.

"Not a day, more than eighteen hours to be exact!"

Mo Chen touched his chin and thought for a while before he spoke, "This is consistent with my memory. Eh, let me ask you again, how long is today's date?"

"The 23rd of the Sand Dry Month!" Flora didn't understand what Mo Chen was about, but she still answered his question carefully. (The dry month is similar to January.) ）

"Really?" Is it really that I am too careful?

"I don't know what Your Excellency wants to know, but what I want to tell you is that today's date is the 25th of the month of Shakure!" Agatha's voice suddenly interjected, causing Flora and Mo Chen's faces to change suddenly.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!