earlier.
Caroline finally got in touch with the lawyer, Carlo, and went with him to the hospital to visit Nia.
Of course, it was the bus that arrived.
Carlo's argument is that last week, because he sent a contract to a client, he parked his car in a non-parking area due to the rush of time. Later, the car was towed away by the traffic police. Recently, he can only take Buses, and sometimes even motorcycles.
Caro kept talking in front of Caroline how unreasonable the behavior of the traffic police was, and then raised to how rudimentary the judicial system in this country is.
How should I say it
Talking eloquently...but don't understand? Caroline only felt that she saw a small belly chicken sausage, as if bargaining with a butcher in the vegetable market, but finally failed, like an aunt who lost a rooster.
When getting in the car, it was Carlo who paid the money, but Caroline didn't feel that this guy had the so-called gentlemanly demeanor at all, he should have paid the bill when he was in the coffee shop.
How much is a car fare worth
"Oh! Poor Nia! Forgive me for not knowing about you! I should have come sooner!"
Carlo saw Nia lying on the hospital bed, walked to Nia's side almost without thinking, knelt down in front of the hospital bed, held Nia's dry hand with both hands, and pressed it against his forehead, with a hoarse voice, Sentimental and tearful, "You used to be so beautiful, why did you become like this? God is so unfair! Oh... you should have let me know earlier, why didn't you let me know?"
Nia seemed to be moved by the man's affection, and maybe she was also recalling the little things she had with this man, and her sunken eye sockets began to moisten.
Caroline once thought that Nia's tears should have dried up after she was hospitalized.
But in the end, she was moved to tears by such a man's almost disgusting words... Could it be that Nia couldn't see that Carlo's performance was so hard? How could it be possible for a man who hadn't seen him for several years, or even ten years
Or, the illness has completely swallowed Nia's shrewdness and reason, making her more ignorant than any ignorant woman
Caroline opened her mouth, and even showed her disdain for Caro in her eyes. She hoped that Nia could see her actions, but Nia's eyes never left Carlo.
Caroline didn't know if Nia wanted to remember this man's face forever, but she didn't say what she wanted to remind Nia.
She closed the door and sat alone on a chair outside the ward, leaving Carlo a chance to show Nia. God, for the sake of this commission, I hope this man can be gentle to the end.
"What do I care about this kind of thing?"
Caroline suddenly shook her head mockingly.
She felt a little bored, looked around the corridor of the inpatient department, and found that there were quite a lot of people... They all have relatives who are hospitalized here, right
Thoughts were a little messy, Caroline simply took out her phone, and started scrolling through Moments and Twitter to kill time. I don't know what kind of conversation between Nia and Carlo was going on in the ward
She sent Livia a message, and Livia didn't reply after waiting for a while. She made another call, and it turned out that Livia had turned off the phone.
Livia said that she would also leave and live outside for a while, so she should have left by now, right
Although this guy was in the flesh and blood business in the district, Caroline knew very well that Livia had a boyfriend outside without telling her, and he seemed to be a college student.
Livia, a fool, would even quietly leave a part of the money every month to subsidize this man's tuition and living expenses.
Maybe, she went to her boyfriend's side.
Caroline thought about it, but fell asleep.
She had a dream.
In the dream, she was an angel, and her wings were not the pure white of the angels in the Bible, but gray.
Her wings were closed and wrapped around her body, making her unable to fly, so her body began to fall from the sky.
But she never managed to touch the earth, she just kept falling, seemingly endlessly.
She couldn't open her mouth, she could only helplessly maintain this falling posture, her body was like a stone statue, and she felt like a soul imprisoned in the statue.
At some point, another self appeared in front of Caroline.
The face is exactly the same, but the other party has no wings, no different from the ordinary self.
She was also falling, at the same speed as herself, and her gaze was always on a moving horizontal line with herself... She felt like she was looking at a mirror.
The two were like this, with their heads down and falling to the ground, but they were still staring at each other with their eyes open. Caroline was still unable to speak, she had never been so anxious for a moment.
But the opponent moved and the other moved. There was a slight smile on her face, a strange smile that Caroline felt a little terrified when she glanced at it.
The opponent moved.
This guy who was exactly like himself moved. While falling, the other party stretched out his palm, slowly stretched it towards him, and finally put his palm on the position under his abdomen.
She opened her mouth, as if she didn't make a sound, but the shape of her mouth was constantly changing, obviously she was talking about something.
"I took it."
"What?"
The earth below was suddenly swallowed by darkness. The darkness was like ink dripping on a paper towel, quickly climbing up to the sky, and finally dyed the bright and clear sky black.
Caroline felt the pain, it hurt a lot.
…
The reason for the pain was that the mobile hospital bed being pushed by the doctors and nurses passed quickly through the narrow corridor, and the wheels at the foot of the hospital bed ran over Caroline's soles... It doesn't hurt. Strange.
Caroline woke up with a start in pain, glanced bitterly at the hospital bed going away, and quickly took off her shoes. There was a red scar on her foot, and she didn't know if she hurt her bones.
Why are you so unlucky today
Caroline sighed and rubbed the soles of her feet slowly. At this time, the door of the ward in front suddenly opened, and Carlo walked out expressionlessly, and frowned when he saw Caroline who was still sitting here.
"Is your matter settled? Where's Nia?" Caroline could only ask.
Carlo said indifferently: "She finally fell asleep, you better not wake her up... By the way, do you have time, I want to talk to you about something."
Caroline had an intuition that it might not be a good thing, but she still endured the pain in her feet, put on her shoes, and followed the man to a relatively quiet place, which was the overhead floor of the inpatient department of the hospital, where patients could breathe.
Caroline walked limply, and Caro didn't bother to support her.
The old man, who could vaguely see a trace of his handsome appearance when he was young, took out a crumpled soft cigarette from his suit pocket, picked one and started smoking.
Caroline said impatiently: "Tell me if you have anything to do. If there is nothing to do, I'm leaving. It's too late."
Evening is the time for her to work, so it's just evasive talk if it's too late. She just didn't like being around this old man, it reminded her of Nia.
It was completely different from the time of despair, with a strange spirit glowing, as if seeing hope.
"You are also a prostitute." Carlo slowly exhaled, "Nia told me something about you."
Caroline crossed her chest and looked at each other, frowned and said, "Tell me quickly if you have anything to say."
Carlo turned around and leaned against the railing, with his back to the city's night lights, "Nia entrusted me to sell the house for her, and the remuneration has been negotiated. But she still has one condition."
"I don't get involved in real estate matters." Caroline shook her head... That kind of thing is too troublesome and thankless, and she has no reason to help.
Carlo said with a half-smile at this time: "Are you really not planning to participate? Even after the property is sold, you can get 10% of the wealth?"
Caroline was taken aback.
Carlo explained: "Nia did entrust me, but also entrusted you as her agent."
As he spoke, Carlo sneered, "This woman obviously doesn't trust me."
Thinking of Caro's performance in the ward, Caroline also sneered and said, "It's no wonder I believe you, it's really disgusting."
"It's just for the sake of money." Carlo shrugged: "If she is willing to give me money, even let me kiss her feet right away. And you, you have always insisted on visiting Nia in the hospital, don't you?" Isn't there a purpose?"
Caroline shook her head, she didn't want to talk too much with this man. Nia was willing to give herself 10% of the sale. To be honest, it surprised her.
Is this... is it the reward for going to visit these days
Perhaps, as the old man said, from the very beginning, she had expected something because she knew that Nia had no children or relatives.
But later, that kind of thought unknowingly became indifferent. As for when it disappeared, even Caroline herself couldn't tell.
"Is that all? If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." Caroline turned around directly... Maybe I should wait for Nia to wake up and talk to her about it.
Nia was a light sleeper with a constant illness, so Caroline didn't think she would have long to wait.
"10% is too little, but what if it becomes 50%?" Carlo's voice came from behind, full of unprecedented charm.
Caroline looked back subconsciously, and saw the old man biting the half-smoked cigarette, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and facing her with a smile that Caroline hated very much.
This kind of smile is like the pimp who brought himself into the industry, introduced himself the first customer, and completed the first business in his life.
"What did you say?"
Carol walked towards Caroline, "I think Nia's condition is really terrible, don't you think? She can't be saved, and she won't be saved. Why should we waste our wealth on such a Expensive surgery? And it’s still an operation that may not be effective? Tell me, instead of investing the money in the hospital, why not put it in my pocket and yours? "
Every time Carol said something, Caroline couldn't help breathing faster.
Caro suddenly reached out and picked up Caroline's chin, "With this money, your life and mine will become better, won't they? And what you and I need to do is to weave a beautiful lie That's all. Do you know? A house in the west district can be sold at a price you can't imagine. That's wealth that you can't necessarily earn by sleeping with hundreds of men. "
"Scum!"
Caroline slapped Carlo hard on the face and left angrily.
Caro was not angry, but raised his voice to Caroline's back: "Think about it carefully, as long as you nod, you can get a fortune. Nia can't live, is it worth it?" ?”
…
Houses in the West End can indeed be sold for sky-high prices. Caroline doesn't even know how Nia earned the money to buy such a house.
Surgery... really don't go back to Nia? The doctor did say that Nia's condition is very bad, and the operation is just a last-ditch effort, and the chance of success is not high, and it is more likely to accelerate death or die during the operation.
Why entrust me
It seems that he also noticed Carlo's hypocrisy, so don't worry... After all, Nia is already a dying person, so she is suspicious, and it is conceivable that no one will believe her.
Could it be... are you not afraid that I will...
How much can a house in the West District sell for...
No matter how much it can be sold for, it is not a luxurious villa, and it cannot be as rich as her huge bank card wealth...
But before the situation is clarified, this wealth cannot be used indiscriminately.
Thinking about it, Caroline didn't know when she came to the door of Nia's ward, put her hand on the door lock, and was about to push it open, but she paused in vain.
Hands... It seems that they don't want to push the door open.
She felt as if she had eyes watching her from behind... Carlo's eyes. Caroline turned around suddenly, but there was nothing behind her, only the gray and white walls of the hospital corridor.
Suddenly there was the sound of crying from the right. A woman was lying on the moving hospital bed, crying and unwilling to come down... The sheet of the hospital bed had already covered the face of the lying person, and Caroline knew what this meant.
She remembered that this was the mobile hospital bed that ran over her not long ago.
"I'm sorry, the operation failed." The doctor seemed to be able to say only some useless words.
It seems that many, many years ago, she also heard this saying... when her father was shot in the middle of a gang fight.
die…
Caroline was pale and felt a little hard to breathe. She loosened the lock of the door with her hand, and leaned on the wall of the corridor as if she was powerless, all she wanted was to stay away from this place.
Whether it's Nia, or the crying woman in front, or Carlo who may still be smoking a cigarette on the overhead floor... stay away.
…
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After a moment of silence in the VIP room, Song Haoran heard footsteps walking towards the door again.
Click, the sound of the door opening.
An old man with gray hair and a somewhat scruffy appearance... probably in his sixties.
The old man was obviously very frightened, maybe he had seen the scene where Song Haoran cut the gangster's throat, that's why he was frightened... But obviously because the gangster was killed, the old man had the courage to show up.
"You... are you really the person sent to rescue?" Apart from being frightened, the old man also had serious doubts.
Song Haoran said indifferently: "Let's not talk about that, a bomb has been planted here, and I will take you away as soon as possible."
"Bomb!" The old man exclaimed.
"It's enough to completely destroy this place, it's very dangerous." Song Haoran nodded, "Stop talking, I'll take you to the exit, you leave first, I'll find the remote control of the bomb next."
Song Haoran glanced at the old man quickly, but he was searching his own memory... His memory has always been very good, especially after he got the Sun God Badge, he seemed to be developing towards a memory master.
So he had long recorded the information of many important people in this country, their appearance, origin... As for this old man, it was impressively included in the information he remembered.
Frankie, the National Academy of Sciences, a doctorate in the aerospace field... is also one of the only remaining researchers in this country after the rocket launch explosion a long time ago.
How did this old man come to this place to listen to the concert in such a good mood
And it's still in the VIP room...