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Chapter 894
Crystal was a little dizzy because of the fever. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she felt that someone
had changed the hot towel on her forehead. She grabbed the other person's hand and said something. She didn't
make a sound, but Maria understood and said, "Hmm."
Then Maria helped her up and fed her sweet honey water to moisten her dry and thirsty throat.
Crystal fell asleep in a daze again. She seemed to see Maria let out a soft sigh before tucking her in.
The heavy rain poured down all night, and the thunder rumbled. Perhaps it was because Maria had been keeping
her company, Crystal felt much more at ease. She was no longer stimulated by the thunder. She lay quietly on the
bed and her fever slowly subsided.
In the hospital.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLarry was holding a few documents that he had just received. He pushed open the door of the ward. At this time,
the sky had just turned white, but the person in the hospital bed was awake. He was looking down at something on
the laptop. When he saw him coming in, he closed the laptop and put it aside. He asked, "What's wrong?"
"You are really not afraid of death." Larry hooked his foot on the chair and sat down. He handed the things in his
hand to him and said, "Look at the fax that has just been intercepted."
The technicians equipped with C133 were ordinary in actual combat. They could only protect themselves, but they
were geniuses in computer science. They had once announced in a very high-profile manner that they could
understand everything with electricity. In less than two days, they were taught a lesson by the wielders and almost
went blind.
Harold flipped open a page of paper on the top and saw an ink-colored bird print printed on it. It was the symbol of
Nefelibata, high-quality. It was a symbol of freedom.
He quickly read the document that had been faxed over and looked up. "You lost."
Larry sighed and said, "I'm too narrow-minded. I thought that Sadie wouldn't give up in order to keep her hard-
earned happiness."
"It's not that you're narrow-minded," Harold said faintly, "I've already said that she has other value for Nefelibata.
She took a bet on whether or not Nefelibata will let her live because of that."
Larry smiled and said, "It's a good thing... Now that she's handed over this medicine, Nefelibata won't keep an eye
on you for the time being. They will go hunt Rain down instead."
Harold didn't say anything.
He slowly sorted out the documents and said, "Burn them."
"Okay." Larry opened the drawer and took out a lighter. He opened the window, threw the documents into the
metal trash can, and lit it.
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"You hid the lighter." Larry said, "I have to tell the doctor about this and ask him to take people to search your ward
carefully. He repeatedly told you not to smoke. You just ignored his words, right?"
Harold closed his eyes in boredom.
Seeing his tired look, Larry frowned and put his hand on his forehead. "Why are you so cold?"
"..." Harold said, "Try to stay in front of the window and let the wind blow on you."
Larry coughed and touched his nose. When he saw that the documents had been burned clean, he closed the
window and said, "I was afraid that burning in the room would cause poisoning... Why didn't you say you're cold?"
Speaking of this, he suddenly saw a bunch of keys left on the sofa. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why is your
car key here?"
Harold pressed between his eyebrows and said, "Maybe Luke put it there. I don't know."
Larry picked up the key and put it in his pocket, saying, "Let me drive it first."
Harold said coldly, "It's up to you."