85. Candidate

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Tuttle Medical Center.

"Dr. Tuttle."

As Tuttle looked up, he saw the extremely beautiful blonde girl standing in front of him.

She hugged Mrs. Fergus, her weak body seemed to be crushed by the layers of skirts on her body, but she stood straight, looking into his eyes, there was a kind of perseverance, saying no Something that comes out-

This made him feel strange.

"Miss Fergus, where have you been?" Dr. Tuttle spoke out, only to realize that he used a tone of reproach, "Sorry, I didn't mean..."

"Just, Mrs. Fergus needs to be buried."

Liu Yu looked at Dr. Tuttle's red eyes:

"Mother is not dead."

Then, the red, dull eyes suddenly burst into light, and then fell silent.

"Miss Fergus, you have to accept this fact..." He said in a recollected tone, "Eight years ago, I once saw a woman who was rushed to the stable by his husband, and the fire hadn't burned him yet. She was dead. The woman was Marl's mother."

Mal, the little black man's name.

"Just because, she gave birth to a son with black pearl skin."

Dr. Tuttle's voice was painful.

"But she doesn't have a flying daughter." Liu Yu gently put Mrs. Fergus on the bench on the side, "Dr. Tuttle, please believe me, I will save my mother."

"If the price to save her is to do a deal with the devil, I think the lady will not be willing."

Dr. Tuttle did not believe it.

"I will be a saint, I will pray to God--" She looked at him with sincere eyes, "You believe me, good news will come from the temple. And before that, I have a request."

Dr. Tuttle looked at her for a long time, and was finally moved by her sincerity.

"You said, if I can help."

"I want to ask you to take care of her for a period of time until I come back-no more than half a year, you can rest assured. However, you have to keep this matter confidential, including the black kid."

Dr. Tuttle was discovered by Liu Yu in this world. The few people who can always remain sober and tolerant remind her of the doctors without borders in her previous life.

Now, she only dare to trust him--

Most importantly, the love in his eyes told her that he would never hurt Mrs. Fergus.

"She will rot."

"No, she won't." Liu Yu asked him to look at Mrs. Fergus's cheeks and lukewarm skin. "I said, she's still alive. I will do something. You..."

She looked at her imploringly:

"You will help me, will you?"

"......it is good."

For a long time, Dr. Tuttle agreed to her.

His seemingly fierce eyes are filled with relief. His tolerance and kindness convinced him of the child he looked up at:

"Miss Fergus, you have changed a lot. You have now grown into a dense tree that can shelter people from the wind and rain."

"No," the girl lowered her eyes, her voice was very low, "... this time, it was my fault, I was tired of my mother."

She thought too simple.

Beauty without protection from power is a poison for death.

The accusation of blasphemers further exacerbated this process. Duke Rodney, but one of them. His lust, his expansive dominance, and the old grievances they once had made him eager to come to the door the next day, wanting to encroach on the first beauty of this troubled city---

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