Vol 2 Chapter 4223: Not let go of the one who hurt her!

Since Gathlin's vital signs are all normal, and the vitality seems to be more and more majestic, the medical team has nowhere to proceed. All they can do is expect and wait.
Su Rui rushed from Africa to Europe without a break, but stayed beside Gesilin.
When can the latter open his eyes, when can Su Rui feel relieved.
Of course, he himself is not exhausted, the blood of inheritance has brought strong physical strength to Su Rui, and his body is full of surging strength, and he still has no sleepiness at all.
Now that Kestelin is not there, everyone in this manor is subject to Su Rui's orders.
He seemed to have become the owner of this manor, this feeling was very strange, and it made Su Rui dumbfounded.
Even some people came to ask Su Rui to take charge of the overall situation for the reconstruction of Atlantis. Regarding this, Su Rui was really helpless.
All he can do is keep Gathlin and wait for her to wake up.
Life is always like this, making you worry, disappointed, and hesitating, but the same will always bring you hope. Perhaps, the process of waiting for hope and watching the flowers bloom is the most common background color in life, the same It is also the most charming scenery.
Su Rui had asked Gesilin's maid to change her clothes and scrub her body clean. At this time, the little princess looked peaceful in a simple white dress.
The smoke was gone from her body, revealing a quiet smell.
This look makes people feel at ease.
Everything is gradually getting better.
The scars on Gesilin's face and body due to burns are slowly falling off, and the new skin is also changing from red to white. I believe it will not be long before it will be close to the color of her own skin.
The effect of the blood of inheritance is simply incredible.
The scars on his face recovered the fastest when he died, and the scabs were slowly falling off. According to Su Rui's estimation, at most a week, the little princess's peerless appearance would be seen again.
"Apollo..."
The next day, Gesilin let out a babble.
Su Rui thought she was about to wake up, and almost jumped up with excitement.
However, after speaking this sentence, Gesilin continued to fall into a deep sleep, and there was no movement for several hours.
Su Rui finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep at the end of the bed.
Gathlin's eyelashes moved slightly.
Maybe, she was experiencing a storm in her sleep, maybe she was in the boundless waves, but, under the violent storm and the huge waves, she was only thinking about one person in her heart.
This is an instinct, which is rooted in the bones and cannot be changed.
Gothlin experienced a nightmare, but now, this nightmare always wakes up, the world is actually very warm.
Galaxy is hot, you are the ideal in the world.
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On the only way to the Atlantis family estate, a man in a golden robe stopped the Rolls-Royce team.
Kestelin stood sideways.
The golden robe, the black long knife, and the melting pot of blonde hair make people feel extremely dazzling.
Standing so quietly, he actually formed a feeling of being one-man and one-man.
The convoy then stopped.
"The patriarch is the eldest young master, he is back." The driver said: "The eldest master's temperament seems to have changed a little."
This is an old man, he seems to be in his sixties, but he is not like Curtis, and his golden hair roots have no tendency to turn white.
"Well, it's Dilin." Looking at the figure in front of him, Curtis sighed softly: "He is back, but he didn't get it all back."
The old patriarch had a vicious look, he just glanced at his grandson, and his evaluation was exactly the same as that of Kestelin.
"Okay, patriarch, do you want me to get off?" the driver asked again.
"No, I'll just face him." Curtis sighed again: "After all, there are two grandparents, some things have to be explained clearly after all."
However, under the premise that Gethlin was seriously injured and dying, whether Kestylin would like to listen to Curtis's explanation or not, it was another matter.
After getting out of the car, Curtis looked at Kestylin who was standing with a knife and said, "Why, do you want to chop me with this knife?"
Kaistilin did not answer, but instead asked coldly: "Why?"
In his heart, there are too many why he wants to ask.
Curtis said blankly: "I don't need to explain why to anyone, including you, my grandson."
Curtis, a high-ranking man, is very bad at and doesn't like explaining to others.
"You have a lot of offspring, not just me and Gathlin." Kestelin replied.
"Yeah, I have a lot of offspring, and some even become my nightmare." Curtis shook his head and said.
When saying this, he seemed to express a hint of helplessness and self-deprecation.
But, who is this "nightmare" he said?
"This has nothing to do with me." Kestelin said indifferently: "But if I stand on your side, I will definitely not watch my offspring go through life and death without being indifferent."
This may be where Su Yaoguo thinks Curtis is weak.
Tiger poison does not eat seeds, so cold-blooded, it is really chilling.
"If you don't stand in my place, you won't understand my choice." Curtis said to Kestelin.
"I never want to stand in your place." Kestelin said bluntly.
Although he had previously wanted to make the family grow stronger, he himself did not have a particularly strong sense of power. What drove Kaistilin to do these things was more of a sense of responsibility.
However, the current Kestelin made a completely different choice and went to another road that was not considered bright—the driving force for him to do this was not responsibility, but... a certain emotion.
That kind of emotion may be called hatred or unwilling.
Perhaps the fundamental reason that drove Kestylin's determination to change was the same as the reason that made Patriarch Curtis toss and turn around at night-all because of a shadow.
"Or, you can stand in my place and give it a try." Curtis looked at his grandson, seeming to think that the other party already has what the Atlantis patriarch should have.
If Curtis’s words are spread, it will inevitably cause an uproar!
The entire Atlantis, I am afraid that there will be a new round of earthquakes!
Curtis, this is... actively surrendering the position of monk!
This position is so hot and so dazzling, I don't know how many people want to sit on it and feel the heat of power.
Kestelin was the eldest son, so naturally he was the one most hopeful to inherit the position of Patriarch.
Of course, the previous Lancelots was not very convinced about this, and made a series of targeted actions, almost knocking the big man out of the dust.
And now, after this turmoil, everything is different. This is the best time for Kestyl to ascend the position of Patriarch!
Curtis was willing to give way. This is absolutely incredible!
However, whether Kestelin himself is willing to accept it is another matter.
"I will leave it all to you, my grandson." Curtis said.
Kestelin shook his head, but did not speak.
His black long knife was still held tightly in his hand, very hard, even the knuckles were a little white.
"If you agree, you will be the youngest patriarch in Atlantis history, and this will go down in history." Curtis said.
The tone of this sentence is plain, but every word in it has a strong deceptive taste.
What Curtis described is a throne that can perfectly evoke the desire for power in people's hearts.
Few men have no desire for power. The only difference is the amount of desire.
In fact, Curtis seemed to have lost the trust of his family members, but in his hand there was actually a real King Bomb.
This king bomb is his position.
The head of the house.
Atlantis' power of life and death is in the hands of one person.
How strong the temptation is, it is simply irresistible.
However, Kestrin's response was destined to disappoint Curtis, and the grandson's expression was still cold.
"Gathlin hasn't woken up yet." Kastylin's eyes were indifferent, and there seemed to be no warmth in his voice. He said, "Grandpa, this is not good."
He called out grandpa.
Then said that this is not good.
All attitudes are here.
This seemingly friendly call, but it is full of infinite distance.
Perhaps, throughout his life, this sense of distance could not be reduced.
Regardless of what direction Kesterlin decides to change, Gathlin will always be the reverse scale in his heart.
He couldn't accept the elf-like girl with blood on her chest, burns all over her body, and sleeplessness.
He couldn't accept it even more, his grandfather could have stopped all this, but he chose to stand by.
He can make himself cold, cruel, and ruthless from now on, but Gathlin is always the softest corner of his heart.
Perhaps, in the eyes of Kestelin, he became like this just to make Gesilin suffer less harm.
However, this time, Gesilin was seriously injured.
Curtis sighed softly.
"What I just said was serious, and there is no enticing meaning in it." Curtis looked at his grandson: "So, are you not going to seriously consider my proposal?"
Kestelin shook his head seriously: "Wait until you want to understand it. Until then, we have nothing to do."
After speaking, he turned his head and left.
We have no relationship.
Curtis asked: "Where are you going?"
In fact, Kestelin's current state worries him.
"There are still people who haven't finished killing." Kestlin didn't look back: "I won't let anyone hurt Gathlin."
I don't know if this sentence is being said to Curtis.
The old face of the latter is a bit hot.
He watched the disappearance of Kestelin and said to himself: "Maybe you have finally grown up to be what I want you to be, but now I am not happy at all."