I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 132 I Can Give You Another Life

Martha Li didn't know who the two people in front of her were.

But when she heard this question, she was silent for a long time, and then spoke slowly.

"I'm disappointed, not this world."

Although she didn't feel any pain, Marthalie's voice had become hoarse and weak due to the inhuman torture.

"I can give you a chance to take revenge." Xiaya said quietly, "After you die, you can take revenge on those people in the state of your soul."

After a long silence, she sighed.

"If that's the case, they'll prove even more that witches are responsible for all of this.

They will be crazier and more people will die because of it. "

Xia looked at Martha in surprise, paused, and said with great interest, "So, are you going to give up this chance of revenge?"

Martha Li's eyes dimmed a little, and after a while, she laughed at herself.

"Avenge against whom?"

Char raised his eyebrows.

"To those soldiers who faithfully fulfilled their orders, or to those people who were blinded by hatred and fear and whose will was guided by their ignorance.

The reason why I am here today has a relationship with everyone in this city.

But it doesn't matter to them either.

And the real culprits, I don't even know where they are, who they are"

Martha lowered her eyes and said in a low voice.

"I am a doctor.

My doctrine only taught me to save people, but never taught me to kill.

Although I don't know who you are, I can feel your kindness, and I appreciate your kindness.

If it is possible, can you give a suicide note under the pillow in my cell to a child.

That's what someone else entrusted to me.

She was also tried as a witch and should have been executed yesterday. "

Xia Ya came back to his senses, and said with great interest, "What about you, do you have any last words?"

"I am in this world, and I have no favors."

Martha said in a low voice.

"If possible, I hope you can help me end the pain."

Xia Ya didn't speak, just stared at her quietly.

After a while, he spoke.

"In fact, this is the purpose of my coming here, to relieve you."

After a pause, his eyelids were slightly closed, and the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc.

"But now, I've changed my mind."

Martha Li raised her head slowly and looked at him with some doubts.

"In your heart, you have your own beliefs and perseverance.

This is very rare in this day and age. "Shaar said.

"If someone like you enters Hades early, this world will be too boring.

In the near future, a young boy will pull out the sword of Wangxuan and become the new emperor of this country, bringing hope.

All the chaos you see will end with him.

The driving force behind this absurd chaos will eventually be punished for the sins he committed.

However, even the king of destiny cannot face all malice and darkness alone.

There are also some things that he cannot face.

For example, an enemy that cannot be seen with the naked eye, but can take countless lives.

This plague, and those that, off the battlefield, took the lives of those warriors. "

Shaar looked at her eyes, and Martha Li only felt that what she was looking at was not a pair of eyes, but a vast galaxy.

"I can give you two options.

Enter the underworld and get out of this filthy world.

With your achievements, it is enough for you to enter the realm of bliss and enjoy eternal happiness.

And the other is to stay in the world and save more lives.

I can...give you another life. "

Marsalie lowered her head and fell into a long silence.

She didn't know who the two people in front of her were.

But she felt that he was not lying.

It seems that Marsali has been silent for too long, Xia Ya said with great interest.

"Are you completely disappointed in this country?"

"Is that rumor true?" Marthalie murmured in a daze.

At this time, Alicia also said seriously.

"I saw with my own eyes that the sword is now inserted in the cathedral of the imperial capital."

Marsalie looked at Alicia who was speaking, and looked at her face that did not seem to exist in the world.

She fell silent, and countless emotions circulated in her eyes.

Fear, unwillingness, uneasiness, there was obviously some struggle on her face.

She obviously didn't want to die like this, no one wants to die so early.

But she was equally terrified of encountering such a thing again.

No one wants to experience this kind of pain again.

But then, she seemed to remember something, and finally made up her mind, her eyes gradually became clearer.

She spoke hoarsely.

"If. If I could."

Xia Ya's eyelids were slightly closed, revealing an imperceptible smile, and he stretched out his finger to touch her forehead.

"Remember, it doesn't matter who you used to be.

now your name is
Florence Nightingale. "

These were the last words Marsalie heard before she lost consciousness
. . . . .

"Florence!
My daughter, you must not go to the front!

I am already very opposed to you learning those useless medical skills.

Now you are going to such a dangerous place again! "

Florence slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was no longer the cold and damp dungeon, but a rather luxuriously decorated bedroom.

The expensive plush carpets, the solid wood furniture, and even the wallpapers on the walls, although it can't be said to be magnificent, it can also be said to be very delicate.

Although her family can be said to be wealthy, they can't afford to live in such a place.

In front of her was a well-dressed gentleman who looked to be in his 40s, with a very delicate mustache, a golden wig on his head, and a standard Britannian upper class dress.

In her mind, there are many more memories, which is another memory named "Florence Nightingale".

Born in an upper-class family in the imperial capital.

Not long ago, Nightingale, together with his father, went to the south to visit his sick grandmother.

Because her grandmother's condition worsened, she was bedridden and lacked care, so she stayed with her to take care of her.

Soon, my grandmother's health improved greatly.

Then Mrs. Gale, the old nurse, fell ill again.Florence rushed home again to nurse the terminally ill Mrs. Gale.

Until the old man's deathbed, Florence stayed by the bedside and did not leave half a step.

Since then, Florence has understood that to make a patient recover faster, nursing work is essential, and the medical environment is also very important.

But in this era, no one with status is a nurse.

Nurses are often ignorant, rude, alcoholic, untrained women.

The medical environment is also very bad. No one takes care of the sanitation in the place where the patients are. It is dirty and smelly, and the death rate remains high.

So Florence has been hoping to change all that.

She also took advantage of the opportunity of going to Beichen to learn about the medical care there.

In Britannia, the vast majority of doctors believed that the wound infection was caused by a cause called miasma.

But in Beichen, she knew that there were tiny creatures in this world that were hard to see with the naked eye, and it was these tiny creatures that caused wound infections.

Poor sanitation and all kinds of dust are the root causes of the growth of these tiny organisms.

There, she learned how to use alcohol and boiling water to destroy these tiny creatures, which further strengthened the impact of the medical environment on the health of patients.

Even in the East, I learned about a thing called "Mafeisan", which can be used to anesthetize patients and facilitate surgical operations.

She studied there for several months, determined to take this knowledge to Britannia.

Next, she plans to go to the front line and become a field nurse.

The knowledge in her mind and some of the knowledge she had learned in the past began to corroborate each other, making her more certain of something.

As the memory was sorted out, Nightingale came back to his senses in shock.

At this moment, she also really realized it.

It seems that I really have a brand new life.

She has a family who loves herself, and has a very clear ideal and goal.

She looked at her own father, and with the integration of memories, she became more and more familiar with the person in front of her.

She took a deep breath, then said with firm eyes.

"Father, I have made a decision, and no one can change it.

This country needs me, and so do the men who gave their lives and blood for Britannia. "

When the old father heard this, his face turned red almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he trembled with anger.

(End of this chapter)