Chapter 60 On the Road

After Irene left, Arno closed his eyes and took a nap.

His body is in desperate need of recovery;

Closing his eyes and concentrating can also prevent him from consuming his little physical energy.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Don't go in! You'd better stay away from here!"

"We don't need you to pretend now, get out of here!"

After a while,

There was a loud noise outside the tent.

Arno opened his eyes.

He roughly guessed what was happening outside.

It was probably the medical staff sent by Evie who came over and had some conflicts with the poor people here.

They were angry now, and it was normal for them not to have a good temper towards the medical staff who came in the name of the police force.

"It will subside after a while."

"Irene knows the severity and will put a stop to this."

Arno muttered to himself and closed his eyes again.

He was really tired.

——

Not far outside the tent,

Just as Arno thought, there were some minor frictions between the poor and the arriving medical staff.

"Please step aside and let us go in to receive the patient."

The leader, a doctor in a white robe, said coldly.

He really didn't want to come here and talk to these unscrupulous people.

They are all a bunch of barbarians, without any courtesy at all. Just talking to them makes people feel tortured.

However, there is no other way. If you lose the guessing game, you can only come to this ghost place.

"I told you, you don't have to worry about it."

"We can handle it ourselves. Lann will be fine."

A poor man with an earthy face stood up and said.

Hearing this, the medical staff looked at each other, suppressing their smiles, and their contempt for the poor became even stronger.

"You said you can handle it?"

"Rely on what? Can you defeat the disease with mental strength?"

"You have neither the equipment nor the expertise. What can you do?"

The doctor said coldly without hesitation.

"Let professional people do professional things."

"According to your description, the man is now seriously injured. If not treated in time, he may die from massive organ bleeding."

"If you don't care about his life or death, just stop us."

"But if you still care about that person, get out of the way!"

These words made the poor people even more angry.

However, they had nothing to say.

They lack knowledge, but they are not idiots.

"Jim, what do you think?"

The drunkard uncle held a bottle of wine he got from nowhere and looked at the scene in front of him mockingly.

"They also mean well."

Jim said somewhat helplessly.

"Kindly?"

"I'm just venting my grievances against the doctors that I can't vent against the police."

"They should know better. If they delay for one second, Lann's injury will become worse every second."

The uncle shook the bottle in his hand and stared at the liquid inside.

"Jim, you have to learn to appease these people."

"They are good people, but once they are carried away by anger, good people can also become bad people."

Jim was silent.

"I won't say much, after all, you are the leader here."

"But for this reason, it's better not to forget the responsibilities you should bear."

As he spoke, the uncle took a sip and pointed forward.

"I won't mention these things anymore."

"Little girl Eileen is here. You should learn from her."

Jim heard the sound and looked up.

Sure enough, Irene appeared in the middle of the two groups of people at some unknown time.

Her face still doesn't look good.

Even more ugly than before.

Faintly, there is still some anger.

"Looks very angry."

The uncle said.

Jim shook his head silently.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Erin stood in the middle of the two groups and said coldly.

The poor people subconsciously took a step back and flinched.

"Little Eileen, you shouldn't let these people take Lan away."

One person suppressed his fear and mustered up the courage to stand up and speak to Irene.

"Can you cure Lan?"

Erin asked.

The man was stunned and shook his head.

"What are you saying here if you can't?"

"Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

Eileen's eyes moved around everyone's faces.

Everyone would look away involuntarily when they saw her eyes.

"Let them take Rann away."

"Did you hear that?"

Erin said coldly.

"But……"

"I said, let them take it away."

Erin repeated in an accentuated tone.

This time, everyone lowered their heads and said nothing.

Facing Eileen's domineering power, they couldn't resist at all.

"Okay, you can go in and take Lan away."

Erin turned around and said to the doctor.

"Thank you very much. I never thought there would be a sensible person like you in a place like this."

The doctor was stunned for a moment when he saw Irene's face, and then said in a gentle tone.

"Don't tell me these are useless."

"If Lan En has any disadvantages in your hands, I will not let you go."

Erin took two steps forward and her eyes stayed on all the doctors' faces for a moment.

"I remember your faces."

"Trust me, you don't want me standing at your door."

Killing intent,

Strong killing intent emanated from Irene.

The medical staff, represented by the doctor, collectively took a step back.

They were just doctors, and had never seen such momentum, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Disperse."

"Let them pass."

Irene explained to the poor again.

This time no one dared to refute, and they all lowered their heads and retreated.

The medical staff were able to enter the tent.

"..."

Arno opened his eyes and listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer outside the tent.

After a while,

a piece of light shone on his face.

"Don't move the wounded, check the wound carefully."

The doctor's voice came.

Then, a strange face appeared in Arno's eyes.

"Please don't move, let's check the wound, it will be healed soon."

Arno nodded.

Everyone looked at him.

Immediately, they all took a breath of cold air.

"Doctor, the wounded man's condition..."

"Yeah, I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate, many of the bullets almost hit his vitals."

"What should we do now?"

"Prepare a stretcher, slowly transfer him to the car, and then send him to the hospital."

The doctor raised his glasses.

"Don't move too much, be slow, if you startle his wound, it will be troublesome."

Arno has been listening to their conversation silently.

These people don't know their identities, they just received orders.

After that, as long as they wait until the hospital is taken over by the guards, they can leave.

——

"It's okay, you will get better soon."

Arno lay on the stretcher, looking at Irene who was holding his hand with her head down in front of him, and smiled softly.

"I know."

"I will come back when I recover."

"Don't be so sad."

He retracted his hand and looked up at the sky.

The stretcher moved and began to walk out of the slum again.

There, the vehicle was still waiting.

It wasn't until he got in the car that Arno thought of a question.

"I don't think I ever saw Irene's face clearly from beginning to end."

"But, whatever."