People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 968 I’ll do the work, don’t worry!

With Qilin's help, Felia lay back on the bed.

She turned her head and looked at the sofa not far away. Cecilia was holding a storybook and telling a story to Rupert named Qi Yan.

Qi Yan acted as if he was at home, rummaging through drawers and taking out a bunch of snacks, then he sat with his legs crossed and ate while listening. When he was happy, he even fed Cecilia a few snacks.

"Your illness has already damaged the root of your disease. Without external intervention, you won't even survive until sunset today."

Qi Lin's voice brought Felia back to her senses.

"I know my illness well." Felia forced a smile, "In fact, I still can't completely trust you, but I also understand that I have no ability to resist now.

Girl, I only hope that after I die, you can keep your promise and send Cecilia to Kazdel safely."

"What about you?" Qi Lin asked.

Felia was lying on the bed, and seemed to see something through the ceiling.

She smiled regretfully: "If possible, I hope you can give my ashes to the child's father."

"This may be a little difficult." Qi Lin frowned.

"I know." Felia's eyes dimmed, "I won't force you..."

"After all, once your disease is cured, the sequelae will only make you weaker than ordinary people, but it won't shorten your life." Qi Lin glanced at the halo on Felia's head. "Your Sakota people have a long lifespan. Maybe you can live longer than your husband."

Felia: ????? ?????

Qi Lin ignored Felia's confusion and used his Originium technique to condense a row of thin ice needles. He then found the acupuncture points on Felia's body and pierced them one by one.

A hint of coolness seeped into Felia's body, reviving her originally flagging spirit.

"The Yan Nation medical book that Lucille sold me is very effective, but it's a pity that I haven't been able to comprehend it yet."

Qi Lin took out the medicine he carried with him from his pocket and prepared it while finalizing Felia's treatment plan: "According to the current situation, I can only help you keep alive. If I want to completely cure your disease, it needs to be divided into three steps.

The first step is that you accept my first aid obediently. The second step is that I will find a nearby hospital and use professional equipment to stabilize your condition. The third step is to send you to Rhode Island."

"Rhode Island?"

"Well, but Kal'tsit is not on the island at the moment." Qi Lin thought for a moment, "But Su Su Luo is here, that's enough."

"No, I mean..."

"What else do you want?"

“…I don’t have any money.”

Hearing such a real trouble, Qi Lin turned his head and looked at Qi Yan, who was acting like a boss on the sofa.

Qi Yan, who had been paying attention to this side, raised his hand without turning back and made an 'OK' gesture:

“After I hear this story, I will go find KFC and fleece him. I will be paid enough and the medical equipment will be the best in Rutland… Little girl, I don’t like your story. How can a house built by three little pigs be difficult for the big bad wolf to live in?

If I were the big bad wolf, I would just run my head into the pigs' door and say to them with my last breath...Forgive me, Seth, this is the last time."

Cecilia blinked, obviously not understanding:

"But if the big bad wolf dies, the three little pigs will still win in the end."

"You don't understand. If I were the Big Bad Wolf, I could just pretend to be dead and be reborn right there when the three little pigs opened the door to check what was going on, and shout 'Kids, I'm back'."

Cecilia: ???

Seeing that the little girl was completely unable to follow his thoughts, Qi Yan rubbed her head and used a donut to block her little mouth as she tried to ask questions.

Then Qi Yan stood up and strode towards the door, and said to Qi Lin:

"I'll leave the mother and daughter to your care. I'll go and help smooth things over. There are so many social etiquette involved."

Seeing this, Felia forced herself to sit up and said anxiously:

"Qi Yan, I don't know who you are going to ask for help, but please don't expose Cecilia. Her existence must not be known to Rutland."

"I'll do the work, don't worry!"

Qi Yan patted his chest, pushed the door and left.

After a while, Qi Lin, who was preparing the medicine, suddenly raised her head:

"not good!"

"What's wrong?" Felia became nervous.

"He's lost."

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Lateran is the name of a country and also the name of a city.

Of course, sometimes people prefer to call this bustling city the Holy City.

Qi Yan stood on the street of the holy city, looking at the people coming and going around him. For a moment, he was dazzled by the dense halos of angels and lost his direction.

"Left? Right? No, we should go to that huge church in the distance."

Qi Yan looked up at the center of the holy city, where stood a white building and a towering ancient bell tower.

He couldn't help but ponder: "Why am I walking towards the church but getting further and further away?"

Just as he was wondering whether he should sacrifice his face and ask the Witch King for help, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey, that handsome guy who looks like he's good at shoulder throws!" Qi Yan trotted after the figure.

Hearing the strange call from behind, the young man in the Rutland public service uniform did not think that he was being called at first, but it was not until the other party's voice was getting closer that he turned around in confusion.

"Sir, are you calling me?" The young man checked himself in confusion.

Although his figure is not thin, he is not burly at all, not to mention that he looks good at shoulder throws.

"Don't doubt it. I'm very good at judging people. You are definitely one of the best over-the-shoulder throwers in this land."

Qi Yan approached the young man in a familiar manner and said, "Please do me a favor. I came here to attend the World Summit, but I got lost. Can you take me to the cathedral?"

"Well, it's no problem for you to lead the way."

The young man turned his head in confusion and looked at the top of the cathedral not far away: "But sir, are you really not kidding me?"

"Do I look like that kind of fun guy?"

Qi Yan pointed at himself with an innocent look on his face.

The young man tried his best to restrain the urge to nod and said with a wry smile:

“Well, I’ll lead the way. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Azel, and I’m a trainee executor.

I cannot enter the cathedral without permission, so I can only take you to the entrance."

"enough."

"Then please come with me."

Ezer left as soon as he said that, turning around and leading the way.

As long as we can get this lost Rupert to the cathedral, it will be almost time to get off work.

Ezer was secretly thinking in his heart, should he go to the usual pastry shop after get off work today, or try the new dessert shop near his home...

hum-

The vibration from the terminal in his pocket interrupted Ezer's thoughts.

His face changed slightly, he took out his terminal and saw the work notification on it, and suddenly he felt as desperate as if all the tricolor ice cream he had just bought had fallen on his feet.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan came forward curiously.

Azel put away the terminal, and the halo above his head dimmed along with his mood:

"I have been assigned a task to go to the next street to witness an explosion."

"Does that mean you can't lead me?"

"No sir, you misunderstood."

Ezel tidied up the white hair on his forehead, forced a business-like smile and explained:

"As a foreign envoy, I naturally cannot neglect you, but after these two tasks are completed, my get off work time will be delayed."