After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Eric knew the smell of his own people very well, and there were no relatives near the northwest.

He suddenly understood why there was no trace of Sera's disappearance, if not for one of them helping her, how could she disappear without a sound.

Following Gail's scent, Eric took the first step and blocked him in a waiting station on the way back and forth.

He sat there, holding a cup of hot coffee, as if waiting for a long time.

"Where's Sierra!" Eric walked over while controlling his anger, and didn't choose to start arguing with Gail directly in the waiting station.

He came so quickly, within Gail's expectation, he didn't have to wait too long at the train station.

He looked up at him, "She begged me to help her go."

In fact, when he watched her leave, he felt a little regretful.

The choice he made at that time, the moment he saw Eric, he felt that his choice to stay and wait for him was right again.

Eric grabbed his collar, his eyes were red, and he said hoarsely, "Annaxi is the murderer who betrayed us. She just gave her back to me to protect her."

Gail held his hand, looked at the thin layer of frost and snow falling on his head, and said after a while: "I don't understand why she insisted on going to Nyborg, but you are very fast, there should be time to go now .”

He understood that a girl was going to such a dangerous place, and she basically never returned. It was driven by guilt and gratitude that made him stay.

Sera stayed in this small town for a month. From helping the hospital dispose of the corpse to now, her physical condition has plummeted, getting worse every day.

It's all skipping autumn and entering winter here.

She didn't know when she would go back to her own world, but she was weak due to the vampire venom before, and the cold and frostbite soon found her.

Without the strong body trained by the people at the bottom, her well-cultivated body is collapsing under the harsh environment.

The feeling of powerlessness manifests itself in all areas of life.

Going out for shopping today, she and Carol saw several hanged St. Warrens hanging in the town square. They were completely naked, and the only thing covering them was snow.

It snowed a lot.

Sierra wrapped her clothes tightly around her body and coughed.

Carol was also holding her forehead next to her, feeling dizzy, "I've been very unwell recently, and the battle is getting worse and worse. People with colds are everywhere. I think we will be evacuated soon."

Serra bought some canned meat and hard bread, and said in a hoarse voice: "The water pipes in the hospital are frozen and cracked again today, and there is something wrong with the boiler on the top floor. There is no hot water. We will have to go to the well to get some when we go back." Go back and boil the water yourself."

"It's really bad."

"Why didn't your family take you back, or come to see you? It's been a month, and you really plan to stay here until the war comes?" Carol bought similar food with her, and both of them had a low fever recently The state of being tortured by a drowsy mind has no appetite.

Sierra hummed.

"It seems that the duke who showed his love to you doesn't really like you either. A man's heart always sees one loves the other." Carol looked at her now with only pity in her eyes. She thought she must have had an accident at home. Just got here.

Sera wanted to laugh, but the weather was too dry, her lips were tight, and the corners of her lips would hurt if they were too wide.

She looked up at the sky full of snow, sporadic snowflakes fell on the tip of her nose, and a hot stream suddenly gushed out of her nose. When she realized it, Carol had already covered her nose with the handkerchief.

"Sera, you have another nosebleed!"

She held the paper bag with one hand, raised her head and pressed the handkerchief, "I press it myself."

"Go back to the dormitory to rest today, don't be on duty tonight." Carol supported her waist, and the two left with one foot and one mark.

The blood dripping unintentionally from the nasal cavity fell on the snowdrift on the ground, bright red and dazzling.

soon.

A man wrapped in a gray robe followed the smell. He was short and held a string of ruby ​​necklaces in his hand. He sniffed the scent left on it, and then looked at the blood stains in the snow.

"Master, found it."

His voice was very soft, there was no one around, and he didn't know who he was talking to, and he disappeared in an instant.

Recently, not only the corridors of the hospital, but even the simple sheds outside have been overcrowded. Residents of small towns with colds are crowded together with soldiers who came down from the front line, and there are also people from villages in the fringe who have come to see the doctor.

In this environment, cross-infection is normal.

Sera returned to the dormitory and managed to stop the nosebleed, only to hear calls for help and crying outside.

Opening the window and looking down, there is a pair of poor people from the village, holding a child in their arms, and the money they have on them is not enough to get a chair in the hospital.

Doctors are too busy, nurses are too busy, no one cares about them.

Sela coughed twice, habitually swallowed the fishy sweetness rolling up in her throat, put on a mask, changed into clothes and went downstairs.

In the past week, she has spent almost all of the time in a state of nosebleeds and slight coughing up of blood.

The money she brought was not much, and she didn't need to spend much to stay in the hospital every day, so this would come in handy.

"Please, he has a high fever. If he doesn't care about it, he will burn to death. Please save my child." Both of them worked for the tenants, and their hands were red with cold.

Seeing Sera coming down the stairs and walking towards the couple, Carol wanted to stop her, "We are running out of medicines, and the doctor is busy, so don't worry about the two poor people."

Sera took out a golden coin from his pocket, stuffed it into the hands of the couple, and hugged their child, "Come on, I'll take you to see a doctor."

Carol called her helplessly, "Sera! Your kindness will kill you sooner or later."

She had heard this from Rose Hill several times.

But she didn't care, she helped introduce the doctor to the poor couple, and after taking the medicine, she was almost untenable.

The heat gushed out of her nasal cavity again, she covered her mask, rushed to the toilet, lay down on the washstand and coughed hard.

Coughing up blood in saliva.

With a pale face, Sierra scooped up the ice water in the bucket to wash her face, rinsed the washstand clean, her nose was stuffed with paper and barely stopped, she leaned back against the washstand and took a few quick breaths.

The door of the toilet on the opposite side opened, and a female nurse who was coughing and had a bloody nose also came out.

She walked over to hand her the paper again, "Is this normal? The same nosebleed and fever and cold, many people in the hospital are like this."

"So what if it's abnormal, I have to go to work as usual, thank you." After the nurse finished speaking, she put on a mask and went out again.

Sera turned her head, looked at the almost bloodless face in the glasses, and shook her head.

[Clear the countdown and force the pop-up of the bug character Sierra. 】

She paused as she walked out, looking at the string of reminders with an inexplicable expression.

After a while, she chuckled, "I hope you will really send me back."

Night falls.

A group of people in black robes appeared in the snowy square of the town. The short vampire respectfully handed the necklace to Rose Hill. "The smell has only been traced here. She seems to have been seriously injured, and the smell of decay is in her blood."