"Are you here to refund our money?" The man was still thinking about the two months' hospitalization expenses.

"You only paid the first month, and you paid it voluntarily. All subsequent expenses will be borne by the hospital." Kawei wanted to reason with him, but looked at his face and quickly lost his patience, "Forget it.

Okay, let’s not talk about this, I want to see Nola’s surgical wound.”

"She has been discharged from the hospital and you are still thinking about her belly?"

Fleni approached the problem from a different perspective than others, and suddenly asked: "You care about her so much, why don't you buy her. Don't worry, I won't ask you for a lot of money, 100 crowns, I will sell her for 100 crowns

How about giving it to you, including the marriage certificate? It’s very cheap!”

"I'm not interested in buying and selling women." Kawei glanced into the room, "I just want to see how the wound is doing, and then leave."

Seeing that he was unwilling to make this one-time transaction, Fuleny had no choice but to pay in installments: "If you want, you can, 10 crowns at a time."

"I only see the wound on her stomach!"

"No matter where you look, it's 10 kronor!" Frenny smiled and patted Kavi on the shoulder. "Don't go to Hoints Street to ask about it. It's the same price everywhere."

Kawei gritted his teeth and hesitated in his heart.

He didn't want the woman he had worked hard to save to live like this without even being qualified to be a human being. But at the same time, he also knew that this society was full of such things. If he bought one, could he also buy a second one?

Three?

"100 kronor is too much. I can't take out that much money at once."

Kawei wanted to stabilize this rotten man first, look at the wounds first, and give instructions on the care work. Who knew that Fuleny was not even prepared to leave this little time for him, and said with a smile: "You don't want to buy it? Then I'll sell it."

I gave it to my friend. Although 80 kronor is a bit cheap, it is enough to last me a while."

"friend?"

Only then did Kawei realize that not only did the family of three live in No. 155, there was also another buyer in the house.

Time was running out, and he didn't have time to think too much. He took out his wallet from his inner pocket and said, "Okay, 100 kronor is just 100 kronor. I'll buy it."

Anyway, there are few servants at home, so he can let Nora clean the room at home, and then he can pay it back to him after he saves enough money: "You have to give me the marriage certificate and the person first, and give me the money in one hand and the other in the other."

"First-hand delivery! I understand, no problem!" Fleni agreed very readily, and at the same time shouted to the friend in the room, "Mr. Li Ben, I'm afraid your wishful thinking will be ruined. This doctor friend bids 100

!”

Li Ben?

The German jazzman who lives in No. 73?

Kavi immediately thought of the short German who had dueled with Alphonse.

His guess was soon answered when a scream sounded in the room. The sound was very long, with some pauses for breathing. Judging from the tone and timbre, it should be a man with a Berlin accent.

Well, this is all Cave's guess.

But things changed too quickly. While Fuleny was still in a daze, not knowing how to respond, Nora rushed out of the kitchen alone. Her face was gloomy, her hair was messy, and most of her clothes and skirts were torn to pieces.

Taking advantage of the candlelight, you can still vaguely see the blood stains on his body and the scratches on his arms.

Kawei was concerned about her belly. Fortunately, the bandage was not messed up. There was some blood spurting on it but it was not bleeding, which meant that the wound was not broken.

But what Fulani was concerned about was the kitchen knife in her hand that kept dripping blood: "You can't do it."

Noila said nothing and rushed over in three steps at a time.

After a while, the blood of the husband and the buyer in the house mingled with each other. The second scream that was added temporarily became much duller, and was soon drowned out by the "Pfft" that the tip of the knife dug into the flesh.

Poof" sound.

Puff puff.
Chapter completed!