2025-01-07 10:39:17Mia didn't want to go into the details of the dark method, but now she first needed to solve a problem, how to keep the herbal medicine shop left by Arthur Colette, so that she, Anne and little Arthur could have a place to stay and an income to continue to maintain their lives.
1988 was not a very difficult time, but 1888 was definitely a nightmare for women at the bottom, especially those living in Whitechapel.
Mia looked at the newspaper that someone had put on the table.
The stains and dates on it showed that it was an expired newspaper, but unfortunately, it was not a newspaper that had expired for several years, but only a few months. The speculation about Jack the Ripper and the overly terrifying photos of the corpse all showed the difficulty of life in this era. It was definitely not an easy thing to want a peaceful and stable life.
Especially when Anne Colette was not a strong person, the days ahead were simply visibly difficult.
And they couldn't stay in this clinic for too long.
This is a private clinic. Eric Kleinte, who is not only rich but also has a high status, opened a clinic here for some reason. Temporarily helping to deal with the requests for help from the police does not mean that the two of them can stay here for a long time. And don't forget one thing. There is a three-year-old child at home. You can't just leave him at home all the time.
After taking a painkiller from her warehouse, Mia felt better and prepared to get off the bed and go find Anne Colette.
In this situation, there is no time to be sad. The reality is more important. Go back to the herbal medicine store as soon as possible.
The date on the newspaper clearly shows that it is the end of 1888. Jack the Ripper has just retired for less than a month. The time before Whitechapel was renovated is so far away that she can't become a landlord by demolition in her lifetime. If she wants to live a happier life, she still has to work hard.
Mia frowned, rolled up her loose hair into a bun, tilted her body and moved her feet down from the bed.
When Marina was thrown away, she was not only injured on her head and face, but also on other parts of her body. However, compared with other parts, the head was the most fatal injury, and her face was exposed and looked more serious. But other parts of her body were also injured. When she rolled up her sleeves, she could see that her arms were bruised and the color was turning black.
But no matter how serious the injury was, she had to bear it. It was impossible for her to stay in this clinic for several days to recover. Who would pay for the clinic?
"It looks like you have recovered well." Eric, who had just returned from throwing away medical waste, was a little surprised to see Mia sitting on the bed with a frown.
Are the residents of Whitechapel so strong?
How can they be so calm after having a gap in their head and a disfigured face?
"It's okay, Mr. Kleinte, thank you very much for your help. How much do I need to pay for the consultation?" Mia was not surprised to see Eric come in. This man had a strong observation mentality. Her situation was a very interesting observation phenomenon for him, and it was normal for him to stay here.
"Consultation f*e?" Hearing Mia say this word, Eric smiled meaningfully, "Miss Colette, you don't need to pay me for the consultation, just come to me for a checkup regularly."
He stood in front of Mia and reached out to touch the skin next to her wound, "Maybe one day I will help you remove these scars?"
What an amazing masterpiece, when she was seriously injured and when she was awake, she was like two different people. Now this girl even has a bunch of vibrant flames in her eyes, and she looks so beautiful...
But the beautiful girl doesn't want to be touched on the face.
Mia raised her hand to block Kleinte's hand and looked up at him, "Have you washed your hands?"
As a doctor, don't you even have this little sense of professional norms? Touch the patient's wound without disinfecting your hands?
Eric: "......."
His eyes turned from the hideous wound to his held hand, then back, blinked in disbelief, and suddenly laughed, "Sorry, my bad."
The young doctor held the girl's hand opposite him, smiling as if he had seen some deformed scientist, "I promise, I will wash my hands thoroughly next time..." His eyes moved from Mia's wound to her whole face, "So, come for a follow-up visit every three days, remember?"
"......Remember." Mia's mouth twitched, and she suppressed the urge to shake off the doctor's hand, nodded, and was about to jump under the bed.
It feels like this person is getting more and more abnormal, so I'd better leave early.
By the way, is her luck so bad? She just met such a weird person when she first came?
"Be careful." Eric held her arm and said gently, "You are seriously injured and dizzy. Be careful or you may fall."
Mia: "..."
She looked up at the strange doctor and kept her polite smile, "I know."
It's not an illusion. This man is more enthusiastic than before. What a weird mentality?
Standing firmly on the ground, Mia closed her eyes and got familiar with the feeling of standing on the ground again before asking Eric, "Where is my mother?"
"Mrs. Colette just had a miscarriage and is now resting in bed." Seeing the little girl like this, Eric didn't waste any words, "I'll take you to see her."
A mother can only cry, and a daughter is like a steel body, not shedding a single tear. The composition of this family is really weird.
But this made him more interested. How boring is it to be a doctor? Studying the mentality of various people is an interesting thing~
"Anne?" Mia walked to the bedside and gently pushed Anne Colette, who was staring at the ceiling without blinking, trying to make her respond a little.
She knew she was very sad now, but there was a three-year-old child at home. It had been a morning since they were sent here. It was still unknown what was going on in the herbal medicine store, and there was no one to take care of little Arthur Colette. If she didn't go back, she didn't know what would happen to her. Anne Colette, who looked like she was about to break, had lost her husband, had a miscarriage, and her son had problems again. Could she really survive the triple shock?
Don't regret it by then!
And if she continued to stay here, Mia was worried that Dr. Kleinte would do something to Anne again.
It wasn't that she had any doubts about the doctor's character, thinking that he would do something indecent to a pregnant woman who was powerless to resist, but it was really hard to say whether the other party's character would target Anne's current state and make her have psychological problems.
Where can she find a mother for little Arthur Colette?
"Mia..." Anne finally responded, as if she was pulled back to the real world by the gentle voice calling in her ear. She started to cry again, and she was heartbroken.
Anne was in great pain.
Her husband died, her child was lost, and her daughter was disfigured and had no future. The double trauma of body and mind made this poor woman unable to bear such a heavy blow and faced collapse.
Mia: "......."
What can Mia do?
Marina is a sentimental girl, and she has been seriously injured and stimulated. The only thing she can do now is to cry with Anne.
And she has to try hard to control the muscles of her eyes, trying to stop the eye with the wound from crying, to prevent the already terrible wound from being washed by tears again, which makes the situation worse. This caused her to have to put all the pressure on the other eye. Thinking of the pitfalls she encountered now and the difficulties she is about to encounter, she feels uncomfortable and wants to cry.
Eric, standing by the door curiously: "......."
He widened his eyes in shock. He didn't expect to see such a wonder in his lifetime. Can a person have tears in one eye and not in the other?
Or did the terrible scar on her face affect the nerves, making her eye unable to cry?
But that's not right. There was a bag of tears in her eyes. The emotions in her eyes, pain, despair... complicated and sad, made him feel distressed!
Eric closed his eyes and opened them again, trying to prove that he was dazzled just now. But the warm brown eyes were like being washed by the distilled water in his teacher's laboratory, pure and fragile, making him start to reflect on whether he was too much. He treated a little girl who was seriously injured and lost her family so ruthlessly?
Rarely, Dr. Kleinte, who had a bad character, felt a slight sense of guilt in his heart.
This made him, who was just watching the fun, cough with a guilty conscience, "Um, ladies, do you need me to call a carriage to take you home?"
Although they could walk back, one of them was very weak due to miscarriage, and the other was seriously injured, and they didn't look like they could walk for a long time. He felt that he should help call a carriage to take the two poor ladies home, instead of letting them stumble and walk, making their already weak bodies even more tired - maybe the two of them would faint on the way, which would not be good for his observation diary at all.
"Thank you, Dr. Kleinte, if possible, please call a carriage for us." Mia, who had been crying with Anne for a long time, said to Eric with a pitiful face, tears still not stopped.
The doctor, who thought he was not a good man, felt even more guilty. He really shouldn't treat such a poor child so cruelly...
At this time, Eric had completely forgotten how the young girl in front of him didn't say a word when he sutured the wound on her face. He also forgot that just now, she could calmly ask him if he washed his hands. He even ignored the hideous scar on her face. All he could think about was the pair of eyes washed by tears, bright and pitiful.
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