Chapter 1269: Andhuma's Milk

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Unbelievable things, unbelievable circumstances, Amy thinks that her ears have been misheard and looks at her doctor with amazement, hoping that the doctor will tell her that this is not true.
The doctor’s words gave Amy a heavy blow once again: "You have been pregnant for nearly two months, have you not noticed it yourself?"
"I... I have been pregnant for two months? This is impossible! I can't be pregnant with his baby! I..." Tears burst into the long empty eyes again: "...How can I be pregnant with his baby?" ..."
The doctor said: "So for your children, you should take care of yourself. Otherwise, if you hurt your mother, there will be signs of miscarriage."
"Abortion...Yes." Amy hurriedly said: "Doctor, I don't want this child, help me... help me get rid of this child."
"This……"
Amy said: "This is the child of the person I hate the most in my heart. I don't want it. This child is the sin of my life."
"I don't think you should do this." The doctor persuaded: "I don't know what you have experienced, but the child is innocent. Although the child is the child of the person you hate, it is also your child. Moreover, Because your physical condition is definitely not suitable for miscarriage, your heart has not been healed, and if you do abortion, you may die both mother and child, and you will be in danger."
"I don't care!" Amy shouted like crazy, "I must do this child, I don't want to..." Qi Yu hurt her body, pain came from her heart.
The doctor said quickly: "Don't be angry, hurry and stabilize your emotions. The nurse will give her medicine."
After taking the medicine, Amy's pain gradually subsided, but she still refused to ask the child: "In any case, I don't want him even if I die. How can I... that person killed my father and mother. He has children? This is unforgivable..." said tears in his eyes.
The doctor knew that it would be useless to persuade her now. Instead, she was afraid to cause her anger and hurt her heart again. This matter could only be opened by her, and she told the nurse to take good care of her and left the ward.
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In a small wooden village built in a mountain forest, more than a dozen doctors and nurses are treating the wounded people living here. Some of these people were extremely seriously injured and had to have good medical equipment to heal them, but these people seemed unwilling to leave here and paid a large sum of money to buy all the equipment needed for medical treatment.
Zalberg can’t go to senior hospitals in big cities with these people to treat injuries, so it’s too striking that so many people are masters.
The fourth Black Dragon left after he had dealt with his injury a little bit. He did not feel too sad for his companion's death. Mercenaries are originally an industry with their heads in their hands. If they die too much, they will be numb. Moreover, this matter was originally due to their greed. If they leave early, they will not be involved if they do not participate in this matter. Now the result. Killing people and killing, Silest Bingzhixie are all dead, it is useless to think more.
Of course Zalberger actually gave the fourth black dragon a large commission when he left, and the prince was not stingy in this regard.
"How is Eugene's injury?" Outside the wooden house, Zalberg asked the doctor who had just come out of the house to rest. Among the people, Zalberg was the least injured. He didn't participate in the battle. There is protection for everyone.
The doctor shook his head: "Almost all of his internal organs have been seriously damaged. In addition to the rush on the road, he did not arrive in time for treatment. The situation is really not very optimistic. If he had extraordinary ability, use magic to stabilize I lived with the viscera in my body, so I would not have been able to live for ordinary people."
"That means he is still saved?"
"No." The doctor said: "I have used it a lot for Qinglei Teng, but the damage to his internal organs is far more serious than expected. I dare not pack the ticket for life or death."
Zalberg said busyly: "Don't give him medicines to promote the rapid regeneration of cells?"
The doctor said: "It is used, but according to his current physical condition, some medicines should not be used too much. To be honest, on the positive side, it is estimated that the chance that he will survive is not more than 30%. The main reason is that he is old. If it were young people, it would be much more optimistic than it is now."
"No more than three floors." Zalberg was a little sad in his heart. Eugene was the magical king of Saint Bikoya and mastered the secrets of many countries. Now he finally agreed to help himself, but he didn't think so. Faced with such a situation in a short time, how can this make people not sigh. What's more, Eugene is fully protecting him from the impact of the catastrophe. Otherwise, if you leave them alone, Eugene is afraid that there will be no such disaster.
In the room, Eugene’s consciousness was still awake, and when Zalberg came in, he said, "Prince, I am relieved if you are fine."
"Emperor, don't say that, take a good rest and don't talk." Zalberg walked to the bed to visit him.
Eugene shook his head: "My situation is clear to me, and the doctor is optimistic, but I am afraid I will not survive. It's a pity that I wanted to contribute to the prince. It was too late under the determination to come a few years earlier. Just help you."
"Eugene..."
Eugene wanted to cough, but insisted not to cough, "I'm an old bone, even if I don't die now and I haven't lived for a few years, it's worthwhile to keep the prince safe and sound. I... I I want to say that the throne of St. Bikya is none other than you, Ladat. He can't be a big deal. Only you are the king of St. Bikya, the king I agree with, Zalbog, you must not fail. My expectations."
"I won't. Zalborg, the throne of St. Bikya, will definitely get it. But I hope you can witness Eugene with your own eyes that you will be fine."
Eugene shook his head, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
After leaving the house, Zalberg made up his mind to find the bloodthirsty demon: "Is the bottle of Andhumala I entrusted to you brought with you?"
"Bring it. Why, do you want to use it?"
Zalberg said: "Now Emperor Eugene is on the verge of death. Only a small bottle of milk can save him."
The bloodthirsty demon sternly said: "Adult, the milk of Andhumara has the magical effect of resurrection. Even if you are seriously injured, a living person, as long as you have a breath, you can get better after taking it. This thing It is extremely rare. It is difficult to find a second bottle in the whole world. Such a precious thing was originally used when you kept it. Why..."
"Now is the most critical moment!" Zalberg said: "It is a treasure to use things, otherwise it can't even compare with a bottle of ordinary milk. Andhra Mara's milk is not meant for myself Use is the best, use it to the people who need it most to use it to its fullest value. I am protected by you, and what chance do I have to use such a treasure? Needless to say, take it out, even if there is no Anderhu in the world Mara’s milk, I think it’s worth it.

Seeing the prince’s idea, the bloodthirsty demon didn’t say much, so he took out the only one vial of Andhumara’s milk from the space treasure and gave it to the prince.
It was night, and after taking the milk of Andhu Mara, the magician emperor Eugene, his injury really improved. It is rumored that the taste of Andhumara is extremely bitter. After taking it, it has the effect of soothing people to sleep, but unexpectedly Eugene fell asleep quickly and slept very deeply.
After hearing the doctor's examination instructions, Zalberg felt relieved that he knew that Eugene's injury was better. The cold wind rustled and blew the trees around the village. At this time, most of the wounds were still being healed. Even Apollo and Rehoge, no one bothered him. Zalberg stood alone by the forest for a long time, as if thinking of something.
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(Note ①Andhu Mara: The cow of the milking giant Imir in the Nordic mythology. The cow spit out a scent, and the bitter milk was dripped from the four, the giant sucked the cow’s bitter milk to maintain Life. After sucking up milk and filling her stomach, Ymir was attacked by insomnia, lying on the ice and sinking into a dreamless sleep.)
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