Annuo spread a thick quilt in the carriage compartment and let Harry lie in it.
Harley suffered from the Black Death.
The Black Death is synonymous with death. If you contract the Black Death, you will die.
When Annuo was desperate, he remembered the existence of someone.
Joseph Jolgen, the blue-haired man living in London.
Although it sounds like child's play, Annuo, who had no other options, decided to go to London.
But Florence and London were far apart, so Anno told Luslan to get there as soon as possible.
Annuo is not sure how long his wife can last, but...
Lu Silan nodded silently, and in the corner where An Nuo could not see, his feet glowed slightly.
"Lawrence..." Harley called weakly as she lay under the quilt.
"Harley, I'm here, Harley." Anno was not afraid of contracting the Black Death at all and held his lover's hand.
"Luo Song...how is he now..." Harley's words were intermittent. Her whole body was sore and achy, and she couldn't exert any strength. There was also a huge lump on her chin.
, it is difficult to speak.
"His godfather is taking care of him, don't worry, Harry." Annuo touched his wife's beautiful long hair sadly, trying not to let himself cry.
Despair, this feeling is so desperate.
Harley's illness may not be cured even in London, but that may be Anno and Harley's only hope.
Other doctors and professors were terrified when they heard the words "Black Death". Not only would they not help with medical treatment, they might even drive Annuo and Harry away.
Fortunately, the disease that Harley suffered from was not the kind of Black Death that caused people to bleed out black blood directly. Under Anno's relatively hygienic and careful care, she survived for five days.
Lu Silan used extraordinary power and spent five days arriving in London.
Annuo didn't pay attention to these details. His mind was now filled with Harley.
The carriage stopped in front of the hotel. Annuo kissed the back of Harry's hand, and got out of the car.
Entering the hotel, Annuo found Joseph's room and knocked on the door: "Mr. Joseph, are you there?"
"I'm here, who is it?" A tired voice came from the room.
"It's me, Lawrence." Anno responded.
Crunch——
The door opened, and a blue-haired young man with a lazy look appeared at the door.
He enthusiastically wanted to hug Annuo, but was startled when Annuo grabbed his shoulder.
"Lawrence, it's been a long time - ahem? What's wrong?" Joseph was frightened and shouted.
Annuo stared at Joseph with red eyes, tears streaming from them. Combined with the deep bags under his eyes and sparse beard, Annuo looked a little scary.
"Joseph, my friend." Annuo called tremblingly, "You said last time that you can do many incredible things, right?"
Joseph swallowed and became serious.
It must not be a simple thing to make this man lose his grace and lose his grace.
"I'm just an apprentice... Please tell me what's going on first." Joseph sighed and patted Annuo's upper arm.
"My wife, my Harley, my lover, she..." Annuo lowered his voice as much as possible, and leaned into Joseph's ear in a broken voice, "She is suffering from... black
Death disease..."
Joseph's pupils shrank.
"I can't help it. I really can't help it. No one is willing to help Harley. I thought of you, Joseph...can you do it?" Annuo said these words cautiously and tremblingly.
.
"The Black Death..." Joseph retreated a little, but when he saw Annuo, who was helpless with grief and even a little limp, he still felt a little soft-hearted.
"Sister Harley, how many days has she been ill?" he asked seriously.
"It's been six days now." Annuo wiped his tears, but he couldn't wipe them away.
"Take me to see it first." Joseph sighed, six days have passed...
The two of them hurried downstairs and came to the carriage.
It was early in the morning and there was no one on the street. Joseph looked around and said to Annuo: "Let's carry Sister Harley to my room first."
An Nuo nodded, stretched out his head and said to Lu Silan: "Lu Silan, please clean up the ceremony. Throw away the quilt that Harry slept on first, and drive the carriage to another place."
"I understand, sir." Lu Silan responded.
He pushed Luslan away and carried Annohali on his back.
Harley's voice was weak and small, with a hint of fear and fear: "Lawrence, I feel...I'm going to leave you..."
"Don't say stupid things, you will survive." Annuo bit his lip and responded to Harley.
Joseph's room was on the second floor, and Annuo's legs were trembling.
Harley's limbs were already a little stiff, but she couldn't exert any strength at all. Her whole body ached, and her breathing rate was extremely fast. The chest pressed against Annuo's back also made Annuo feel that Harley's heartbeat was also very fast.
In the past two days, Harley's nose has been bleeding frequently, and blood-colored spots have appeared on her skin. She still looks beautiful, but a little scary.
But Annuo turned around and kissed his wife: "You will definitely be rescued."
Harley's chin rested on Annuo's shoulder: "Well..."
When I came to Joseph's room, it was quite neat and full of bottles and jars.
After Harley lay down on the bed, Joseph first recited something similar to a spell to make himself look slightly glowing, and then approached Harley.
Annuo didn't pay attention to the abnormality in Joseph, he just stared straight at his true love, his wife.
Joseph swallowed.
He knows a bit of "magic".
It is not a magic trick, but a "magic" that belongs to the devil.
But his qualifications are too shallow and inferior, and until now he is just a low-level magician, not even qualified to enter there.
The few magic tricks I learned were also extremely shallow and simple.
But it is still enough to deal with common illnesses and problems.
only......
"Sister Harley..." Joseph said with difficulty, "She is... too sick. I might..." He did not dare to continue.
Annuo held Harley's hand and squeezed it tightly, looking at Joseph sadly.
"My dear, don't make it difficult for...Joseph..." Harley wanted to sit up, but she spit out a mouthful of blood.
The hand that wanted to reach forward suddenly stopped.
Joseph became nervous instantly and quickly performed his magic.
"Sister Harley... may only have this moment, Lawrence... I tried my best." Joseph sat on the ground a little decadently, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Harley, Harley..." Anno put his forehead on Harley's palm.
Harry, who had stabilized the situation a little, touched Annuo's face with his hand.
"How I wish...to kiss you once...my love..." Harley's voice was weak and regretful.
She was going to die, she knew it.
But she was so sad, so sad.
She clearly has a husband who loves her so much and a son who is so well-behaved.
I...don't want to die...
An Nuo burst into tears without caring about herself at all.
He leaned down and kissed his lover.
Harley looked at her lover with some regret, some sadness, and some happiness.