As soon as it was dawn, Lumian opened his eyes to the sound of the bells of the church of St. Robles. That night, he slept in the Golden Rooster Hotel.

He lifted his right palm and touched his head, noticing that the thick hair was back. Lumian then rolled out of bed, looked into the full-length mirror in the room, and saw himself who was both familiar and a little strange.

It was when he was still in the village of Cordu, and his hair had not yet been dyed blonde. In the early morning light, he smiled to himself, and his mood was much better than some time ago.

At least, at least he doesn't fail in everything, and there is no problem with killing and taking revenge.

After having bought breakfast from a street vendor, Lumien was about to go to the observatory or the parish of remembrance to find a barber shop to re-dye her hair gold, when she heard a rush of footsteps from the bottom up, far and near.

Just when he thought the other party would kick the door open, Dongdongdong's knock sounded. The person who came was Franca, who rarely got up so early, and just as she wanted to say something, she saw Lumian's pure black hair.

"You dyed it back?" She asked, stunned.

"Sort of." Lumian watched as Franca walked into room 207 and closed the door. Franka no longer dwelled on the question and said viciously, "Huge. The assistant secretary of Artois was killed by you?

"You rushed to the 'arsonist' last night?" Lumian stood up and smiled, "Yes." Franca didn't expect him to admit it so quickly, and she was a little speechless for a moment.

After a few seconds, she was

"Hiss" and said: "You kid, you kid, while promising me to be patient, I just went up recklessly, it's really hatred that doesn't stay until tomorrow, right?"

"If you've been like this, I have a deep doubt that you won't survive this year, no, this month!" Lumian explained simply: "I didn't actually think about killing that guy named Tibert last night, I just planned to squat at him, collect more information, and prepare for the follow-up to find you to deal with him together, but the opportunity suddenly appeared, and it was very good, I couldn't convince myself to give up."

"Well, I'm prepared in all aspects, including anti-divination and anti-tracking." Franka let out a breath and asked curiously, "Isn't that guy very weak, and you seem to have an easy hand?" ”

"His main ability is to spread diseases through contact, which happens to be restrained by the 'arsonist', if it weren't for the anti-divination and anti-psychic, I would have been able to kill him in ten seconds." Lumian recalled.

Franka sighed: "You, you're really lucky, haven't you ever thought about the situation that the target is very powerful?" ”

"I preliminarily judged that he would not be particularly powerful, and if it exceeded a certain limit, I would use my knife directly." Lumian asked,

"Why do you wake up so early?"

"I was woken up by Gardner!" Franka gritted her teeth and said,

"He told me to mobilize you leaders to find out and kill Yuge. Artois assistant secretary, as soon as I heard the details, I thought you did it! I told you last night that I adjusted my state and then mixed the potion, and you turned around and drank the 'Arsonist'. Lumian said sincerely: "I feel that my state during this period is particularly suitable for promotion to 'Arsonist', so I hurriedly prepared the potion.

"The boss won't suspect me?"

"Not yet." Franka shook her head,

"No one but yourself could have imagined that you would take a potion last night, and besides, you were clever enough to blame the Aurora Society, well, in Gardner's mind, you clearly lack the necessary motive." Speaking of this, Franka glanced at Lumian's head: "Come on, I'll help you dye back the color you used to, and try not to change at this time, so as not to be suspected." ”

"Okay." Lumian was happy that he had saved a sum of money. The wards in the morning were much more lively than at night, with some people being carried away in tears, others being carried back to their homes by relatives, and others insisting on leaving the hospital in the face of cries.

Janna and Elody, who woke up again, were silent in the face of the scene, because they knew very well what was going on: not everyone was willing to take on a large debt to treat their loved ones, and not everyone wanted to let their family fall into the abyss because of themselves.

Sometimes the patient gives up and the family insists, sometimes the family gives up, the patient has no choice but to accept the fate, and sometimes the patient and the family leave the ward at the same time without words, and when they look at each other, they can't hold back their tears, or cry or shout.

When the ward regained a certain quiet, Elody, who was barely sitting up, asked in a low voice, "How long will I have to be treated here?" Jaina thought for a while and decided to tell her mother frankly, after all, this matter could not be hidden, and the doctor would more or less reveal some of it when he made rounds, treatment or further examinations, and Elodie could judge the truth based on her physical condition and the fact that she had not been discharged from the hospital for a few more days.

Jaanna organized the language and said: "The doctor said that you have to stay here for several months, even half a year, your external injuries are not serious, but your body is very damaged, and if you are not completely cured, your condition may deteriorate." Without waiting for Elodie to react, she smiled: "I have already got the cost of the treatment, I borrowed it from Franca, she is not short of such a little money, and promised me and Julian to repay it in installments in two to three years, and by then, Dad's accident compensation will definitely have come down, and you may have hope." Elody's expression flickered, and after a few seconds, she said, "Why did it take so long......"

"With such a big explosion and chemical gases, it's good to survive." Jane asked,

"What exactly happened?" Elodie thought for a while, and replied a little tiredly: "I don't know, the explosion happened as soon as it happened, and I was in a coma."

"I feel like it started near the big metal can, hey, many facilities in the factory are very old, there are often broken places, need to be repaired, and the boss is unwilling to pay for replacement, hey......" After chatting for a while, Jane saw that her mother was a little lacking in energy, so she asked her to rest for a while, and she went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

After seeing her emerge from the room, Elodie struggled out of bed, pulled out the infusion bottle, held on to the wall, and took two breaths to the diagonally opposite room, where doctors and nurses were examining the wounded one by one.

Elodie found the doctor, reported her ward and bed number, and asked, "How many months do I have to be treated?" The doctor flipped through the records and said, "The results of the examination have not yet come out, and I have been seeing it for five to seven months." ”

"How much does it cost to treat each month?" Elodie asked. The doctor pondered and said: "Look at the results of the examination, if it is good, it will be about two or three hundred filkins a week, and in the later stage, it will be less, but if the situation is not very good, you will get four or five hundred filkins a week, and after that, even if you are out of the hospital, you must pay attention to rest, and you must not be tired anymore." Elodie lost her speech and was helped back to the room by the nurse and reinserted the needle.

It was almost noon, and Julian, who had come to see his mother's condition, walked into the ward. After chatting with him for a while, Jana said, "I'll go to the hospital's affiliated cafeteria to buy you food." With that, she walked briskly out of the room and down the stairs.

After being educated three times and twice by Lumien, she truly realized that she was extraordinary, different from ordinary people, as long as she was willing to take a certain amount of risk, there was a way to make money.

Therefore, the cost of treatment and large debts are nothing, and it is worth being happy and worthy of praise for the sun if my mother can be saved!

In the ward, Elodie looked at Julian who was sitting next to her, and asked with a soft expression in her eyes, "You're almost 23 years old, right?" ”

"yes." Julian laughed,

"I have long been able to take on the responsibility of a family worker, but in your eyes, I still have no adult children." Elodie smiled lightly: "That's because my standards for real adulthood are different from others, I have always felt that only if you master a skill that can continue to make money can you be considered an adult, you are still a year away, and Celia has a year and a half."

"In the past few years, you have suffered so much."

"It's you who suffers." Julian said with emotion,

"Before I could really help, you had three jobs a whole year, working three jobs a day, leaving the house at 6 a.m. and not coming home until 12 p.m." Speaking of this, he blurted out in a state of emotion: "We will definitely cure you!" Elodie laughed happily and stroked her flaxen hair: "It's a pity that my wig is gone." "And your sister, who lied to us before that the theater needed it, dyed her hair brown and yellow, just so that she wouldn't be recognized when she went to the dance hall to sing, and there was really no way to take her.

"Hey, I really don't want you to take on more debts, it will be a waste of years for you, and by then, you will not be young anymore......" Julian hurriedly comforted his mother, saying that he was very good at learning fitter skills, and he would definitely be able to increase his salary next year.

After babbling for a few minutes, Elodie covered her chest and said to Julian, "I'm a little uncomfortable, you help me find a doctor." ”

"Hmm." Julian scrambled to his feet and rushed outside. Elodie immediately ripped off the needle for the infusion, supported the other hospital beds, and staggered but determined to the window of the ward.

The first floor of the Sacred Palace Hospital. Carrying a wooden lunch box, Jane came out of the attached dining room and walked towards the staircase.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure fall from a high place outside the hall, making a thud.

Jaina panicked inexplicably, not knowing what she was worried about, she turned around and rushed out of the hall to near the person who jumped off the building, squeezing past the crowd surrounding the scene.

The next second, she