Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2814 Nightingale Aria 27

At the same time (?), the Red Sea stone pillar forest in Africa, on the deck of the dawn.

"I was sent here," Snow Rickard helped Biddyville to ride down from the iron, and then jumped on the iron ride again: "This iron ride is good to give you, but I also have to find transportation. Go back to Cairo, borrow it first, and give it to you in the future."

"Ah, hahaha" Bettiville thought, but the pain on his feet began to get worse. He sat on the ground and his mind was a bit blank.

"This time you are impeccable as a bodyguard. I will also abide by the agreement and let Leo visit the child." Snow Rickard: "But there is a saying that the plan for the operation of Leo should not let him know. I am both I haven't promised this yet, and I don't want my brother to have any psychological burden."

"I understand. After all, it is such a terrible plan." Biddyville replied. They intend to cut Leoport's head from the fading body and transplant it to another healthy body. The success rate of head-changing surgery is low and scary. It is basically a life-long operation, and even if you can save the life of Leoport, the child is likely to end up with a life-long half-length, and can stand up again with his own will. It’s too embarrassing.

Let Leoport know this thing himself and don't know what the child will do. If you tell Leoport that this is Elaine's "legacy", forcing Leopold to accept this kind of surgery, it is a bit of moral abduction. Sure enough, I finally waited for Elaine to wake up and tell Leoport about it.

"So see you in the sky. Treat your feet quickly." Snow Rickard, driving the iron ride away.

Because of the contact in advance, Lawrence came from the cabin at this time, just to see the snow-ridden Chadchade who was driving the iron ride and the Bediville sitting on the floor with his feet and a bandage on his stomach: "How old are you?"

"Fortunately, take me to the medical room." Bedyville, supported by Lawrence's support. The wound on his foot is actually very serious, and it is worn until he can see the bone. After the efficacy of the anesthetic has passed, it naturally hurts. The injury to the lower abdomen (the stomach is broken) is also dangerous. However, this injury is not a big deal. As long as you lie in the medical cabin of the Dawning for a few hours, your injuries can be repaired.

"The words just now, it seems to be Miss Sherlock Chad of the Sphinx consortium?" Lawrence asked.

"Amount, yes. What happened?" The werewolf youth asked.

"You, are you dating?"

"Hey--" Biddiwell almost vomited a blood on Lawrence's face: "Hu what! How do you see that we are in contact!?"

"But the big night, you two."

"She is going to a dangerous place tonight, let me be her bodyguard." The werewolf youth eagerly clarified: "What is this guy about you, this little thing can be associated with men and women." Reflect on it."

"Moulin Rouge."

"what?"

"Boss has a trace of lip balm for girls in your mouth." Lawrence whispered: "So the high-grade aroma, the brand should be [Moulin Rouge], a high-end goods of tens of thousands of Egyptian coins. That should be Xueruicha Miss Desserts can only afford luxury? You two should not be, that, have you kissed?"

Bedyville is silent. There is a sense of shame that a lie has been dismantled.

"So what is this called? In the publicity of the public?" Lawrence shouted: "Lian Xuerui Chade can be soaked, I didn't expect your boss to be so powerful."

"It’s just an accident, it’s just a kiss, no big deal," and then changed to Bediwell and said: "Don't think so complicated."

"If it's really like that." Lawrence: "I don't want to be swearing by Miss Snow Ryder, but the lady is a female lion."

Bedieville whited Lawrence with a glance: "You are not nonsense."

After all, the snow lion Snow Richard is a lion.

auzw.com "No, my [lioness] has other meanings." Lawrence shrugged. "You are not an Egyptian, probably haven't heard of it. But Miss Snow Ryder I have been the CEO of Sphinx Hotel Group for many years, and the size of the hotel is handled by her. The real consortium chairman Sphinx is not involved. Then -"

"Don't swallow, hurry up." Bedieville is not happy.

"In short, she is a female lion. In order to keep the position of the Sphinx Group standing still, she can not hesitate to use all kinds of indiscriminate means to deal with her own business rivals. The Oasis Group was once extremely popular. And [Astra Chamber of Commerce] were all bankrupt because of her means. The Sphinx Group used various gangsters to persecute the Oasis Group and not; even half a year before the bankruptcy of the Astra Chamber of Commerce. It is rumored that Miss Snow Ryder and the major shareholder of the Chamber of Commerce, Rhodes, have intimate contacts."

"I don't believe that Miss Cherichard is such a person." Biddyville shouted.

"You can't believe it, but these things have been reported in various gossip magazines that year. You can go check it out." Lawrence said: "The gossip magazines naturally don't have any definitive proof that Miss Chery Richard is everything. The mastermind behind the scenes. But so many commercial competitors fell down one by one in front of the big lady. You didn't participate at all, I don't believe it."

"In any case, I am just an ordinary person, not the boss of a big company. There is no place worthy of being used by her." Bedyville whispered.

"What is it, boss. You are now the captain of the Dawning, rescued the hero of Cairo under the attack of Moby Dick, killed the hero of the desert whale Moby Dick, or the popular candidate for the round table trial. It is very likely that you will become a Knight of the Round Table in the future. Your fame is much bigger than you think. Don't think that you don't use value, boss."

Bedieville whispered a few more times and did not continue to argue with Lawrence. Compared with Schreiber, he is indeed an ordinary person. Even if the outside world gave him the name of Captain Bédiville, he would only be the captain of a ship, a warrior, a wolf orc. He couldn't think of Snow Rickard's proximity to what he could get from him, even if it was a long-term advantage. And they are not in contact, just a moment of kiss and kiss a few moments, what is wrong?

I feel that Lawrence is just worried about it, and Bedieville just wants to laugh. At this time, the voice of Eve, the artificial intelligence navigation system of the Dawning, sounded on the corridor: "The captain is an adult, there is emergency communication."

"Who is it? Take it over." Biddeville walked into the medical room just under the help of Lawrence. The medical room was empty except for the two of them. Bediville had no scruples.

"Mr. Bedieville? Is Mr. Bedieville?" The other end of the communicator heard the voice of a boy who had known Bendieville.

The Werewolf youth thought for half a second before remembering: "Are you Mutter? I have been following the guy of Albert."

"Yes, it is me." Mutt replied.

"You didn't follow Albert to Lviv? What happened to the guy?" Biddyville asked.

"No, others are in Lviv. I was rushing back with the portal over there. My friend was fatally wounded to protect me. Although he had sent the first aid to stop the injury, he was still sleeping. The state, did not wake up. "The cat and the young boy are in the cannon: "Mr. Albert gave me the contact information, there is something I can ask for your help. So you can use the medical cabin on board to save my friend. Please? Please!"

There was a drop of sweat in Bedyville’s forehead: "It can be. But you calm down, do you know the situation first?"

About twenty minutes later, a very fast small transport boat sent Mutter. A group of strong orcs in the same trade also carried a stretcher and sent a dying tiger man. Like Bedyville’s conjecture, that person is naturally not Albert. But the tiger man, where did Bediville seem to have seen it?

"This is Mr. Gusta." When Mutter first saw Bedyville, he hurriedly said: "He was seriously injured to protect me. Now the heart stops beating, and the doctors in Cairo are also helpless. I hope that Mr. Bedieville will have your medical facilities."

"Really." The Werewolf youth explored the breath of the tiger man on the stretcher. There was extremely weak breathing, but Gusta’s signs of life almost completely stopped, in a state of suspended animation. From the thick bandage tied to the chest of the tiger man, the one who hit him through the chest may hurt the heart and is fatally wounded. Those who were originally suffering from such fatal injuries, even those who are tenacious in life, should rest in bed and wait until the dangerous period has passed. Mutter actually rushed such a dying patient to the Dawning with a transport boat, either in a rather desperate situation or with full confidence in the medical equipment on the Bettiville ship.

"It's a complete state of suspended animation. It's an interesting case." It seems that I learned about the commotion on the deck, and Vivienne came over to join in the fun.

"Does he save?" Biddivil whispered.

"God knows. In the medical cabin of the Dawning, it should be able to completely repair the damage of the heart." Vivienne said: "But this kind of suspended death is not easy to recover. The tigers are born soldiers, dying In the state, the brain secretes a special inhibitory enzyme, which slows down the life of the whole body, including the brain, to a state of almost pause, which is a state of suspended animation. It is rumored that the head of the orc can be cut and live for a month, not all of them. This imaginary rumor is that this ability to fake death may save them a life, but it is also accompanied by a very high risk. Even if he repairs his physical damage, he may not wake up for a lifetime. Even if he can wake up, his Brain cells have entered a state of suspended animation, and after recovery, they are bound to be accompanied by a series of side effects such as memory defects and brain cell necrosis."

Mutter frowned.

"In any case, let him be sent to the medical cabin now." Biddyville turned to Mutt: "Reassure the child, we will save him."

"Well," the cat boy looked at Biddiville with a sorrowful look: "Thank you, Mr. Bedieville."

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