The warm feeling on her feet made Lucy want to cry. She had never worn such comfortable shoes before.
"Sister?" Darren tilted his head in confusion.
"I'm fine," Lucy quickly replied. Then, she reached out to lift the curtain, and said to Mr. Christopher, who was waiting outside the carriage, "Sir, we're done changing."
"Why aren't you wearing a coat?" Christopher asked with a frown as he got onto the carriage and looked at the leather coat that Lucy had folded neatly at the side.
"I'm really grateful that you brought us to see the doctor and gave us new clothes. However, this leather coat is too precious. I can't accept it." Lucy shook her head with a smile, and said, "I'm already very warm wearing this. I've never been so warm before."
Christopher's heart ached even more when he saw the innocent smile on Lucy's face. He glanced at the pure white leather coat, and hesitated for a while. But, he didn't insist, and nodded. "Alright, then take a seat. We should set off now. If we're late, we won't be able to get in the queue."
Lucy pulled Darren to a chair at the side and sat down awkwardly. She looked at Christopher, and curiously asked, "Is that a very famous doctor?"
"Mm-hmm, very famous." Christopher nodded. After some thought, he said, "Perhaps he can also be called a doctor." "That's great." Lucy's eyes lit up. That doctor must be very powerful to be able to make the old man trust him so much. Perhaps he could really treat Darren's eyes.
The carriage traveled for a while before stopping.
"Let's go, children. We're here." Christopher got up and lifted the curtain to walk out.
"Darren, let's go." Lucy held Darren's hand and followed him out of the carriage.
Two long queues appeared in her vision. There were elves, demons, humans, and so on.
"Are they all here to see a doctor?" Lucy was stunned, and found it a little unbelievable.
"Come, children. Let's go to the back of the queue." Christopher waved at the two of them, and walked to the back of the queue.
"Mm-hmm." Lucy agreed, and helped Darren out of the carriage. She followed Christopher to the back of the group.
But with such a long line, when would it be their turn?
Lucy carefully observed the people in the queue. Their eyes were bright, and there were no injuries on their bodies. Apart from the expectant look on their faces, as if they were waiting for a doctor with superb medical skills, most of them did not look like they were sick.
"Christopher, why did you bring your granddaughter here today? Aren't you going to drink more rum? " A white-haired old man chuckled as he looked at Christopher. They were old drinking buddies and knew each other well. He knew that Christopher had a granddaughter around the same age, but he had never met her.
"Yes. The weather is good today, so I brought them out for a meal." Christopher nodded with a smile. He didn't reveal Lucy and Darren's identities.
Lucy nodded at the old man in greeting. Since he was Mr. Christopher's friend, he must be a good person.
But wasn't this a doctor's pharmacy? Why did he want Mr. Christopher to drink more wine? Lucy was a little confused.
The old man smiled and nodded at Lucy. His gaze landed on Darren, and he couldn't help but exclaim when he saw his white eyes, "What's wrong with this child's eyes?"
The old man's words attracted the attention of the people around them.
Darren hid behind Lucy fearfully. Although he couldn't see, he could still feel some gazes on him.
The young man looked rather delicate and cute, but his eyes seemed to be blind. It was a pity that he couldn't see at such a young age.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here." Lucy grabbed Darren's hand, and comforted him softly. She knew that these people meant no harm.
"This child suddenly lost his sight recently. I've looked for all the doctors, but they couldn't do anything about it. That's why I brought him here to Mr. Mak to try," Christopher said directly without hiding anything.
He was still unsure if the sudden clarity of his eyes was really due to the rum. If he was wrong, he might harm this child, and hurt the young lady's heart.
"This child can't see. Shouldn't you bring him to see a doctor? Why did you bring Mr. Mak here to try? I've never heard that Mr. Mak knows how to treat eyes, "the old man said with a puzzled expression.
"Yeah. I've heard that Mr. Mak knows how to treat hair loss and kidney deficiency, but I've never heard that he knows how to treat eyes."
"That's right. Mr. Mak has already become the best hairdresser in Chaos City. But if we're talking about treating eyes, Dr. Adolphus should be more professional, right?"
The people around them also chimed in.
"We came here from Dr. Adolphus's place just now. He couldn't do anything about it, either." Christopher shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I brought this child here because my presbyopia, which had been getting worse for the past few years, suddenly disappeared when I woke up this morning. My eyes suddenly became clear, and I felt as if I was 20 years younger. It wasn't difficult for me to read the accounts anymore.
I didn't do anything special these few days. I just like to come to Mamy's and have two glasses of rum. Tell me, do you think Mr. Mak cured my eyes? "
Everyone looked at Christopher when they heard that. His eyes were indeed clear and clean, unlike the usual cloudy eyes of an old man. Instead, they were as clear as a young man's. They couldn't help but feel puzzled. Could Mr. Mak really be able to cure eyes? Or could it be that drinking rum could clear one's eyes?
"I thought it was my illusion at first, but this old man's situation is rather similar to mine. My eyes used to be so blind that I couldn't recognize my own family from five steps away, and couldn't differentiate between pigs and dogs from 10 steps away. But when I woke up this morning, my eyes suddenly returned to normal, and I can actually see things from 10 steps away." At this moment, a young man in a long robe with a half-opened book in his hand stepped forward and smiled shyly.
"Wow, there's a real case. Looks like Mr. Mak is really good at curing eyes." Everyone looked at the young man, and their eyes lit up. One could be said to be an accident. The two customers from Mamy's had their eyes cured at the same time overnight. Obviously, it had something to do with Mr. Mak.
Christopher's eyes also lit up when he heard that. He said in surprise, "Could it be that rum can really cure eye diseases?"
"I've been eating at Mr. Mak's place these few days, but I think your deduction might not be very accurate because I've never drunk rum before." The young man shook his head.
The young man's words were equivalent to directly excluding rum from the equation.
"If it's not rum, then what is it?" Christopher frowned.
Vivian, who had been listening at the side for a while, stood up and curled her lips. "Isn't this a very simple deduction question? You and him have been eating at Mamy's these few days, but your eyes suddenly healed when you woke up today. So, you just have to think carefully about what you ate at Mamy's last night. Which one has not been eaten before, and which one has been eaten by both of you last night? The answer will be out."
"Roasted pig's eyes!"
"Roasted pig's eyes!"
Christopher and the young man blurted out almost at the same time.
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