How is it? Darren, do you feel anything? " Lucy asked as she looked at Darren expectantly. She felt as if her heart had leaped into her throat.
Christopher was also staring at Darren. Although he didn't expect much from Darren, who had just eaten a roasted pig's eye, he still wanted to know if there was any obvious effect.
Darren tried to feel it seriously, and shook his head. "I … I feel a cooling sensation in my eyes, but I still can't see."
"You still can't see …" Lucy was slightly disappointed.
"Don't be anxious. You just ate one. Come, eat the remaining nine skewers. My eyes only recovered after I went home to sleep. No matter how good the medicine is, it still needs time to take effect," Christopher said with a smile. "Also, there's a cooling sensation in your eyes, which means that the roasted pig's eyes are working. After this meal, let's have another meal tonight."
"Mm-hmm." Lucy and Darren nodded at the same time with smiles on their faces.
Lucy carefully fed the remaining roasted pig's eyes to Darren. With the experience from the first one, Darren caught the pig's eye very quickly, and chewed on it happily.
"Is it really that delicious?" Lucy looked on doubtfully from the side. She could clearly hear the sound of the eyeball being crushed by Darren. She could even imagine the terrifying scene of the liquid splattering everywhere in his mouth. However, Darren looked as if he was enjoying the process very much.
Not long after, Darren finished all nine skewers of roasted pig's eyes.
"Burp."
Darren burped. After eating a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and so many roasted pig's eyes, he felt a little bloated.
What surprised him was that wisps of coldness gathered in his eyes, as if countless rays of light were trying to pierce through the layers of darkness. His vision, which was originally as dark as ink, seemed to have an additional layer of faintly discernible white.
However, the intertwining of black and white was like a whirlpool, making him feel a little dizzy. His eyes started to want to close subconsciously. He felt like he could fall asleep immediately if he was given a bed.
"Darren, are you alright?" Lucy asked concernedly when she noticed Darren's abnormality.
"Sister, I'm fine. I just feel very sleepy. I want to sleep …" Darren shook his head and yawned as he fell sideways towards Lucy.
"Darren?! Darren! "Lucy hurriedly reached out to support Darren as she called out in a panic.
"He's fine. He's just asleep. Just bring him back to sleep until he wakes up." Elizabeth happened to walk to the side, and reached out to tap Darren's forehead gently as she looked at Lucy.
"But he …" Lucy still couldn't understand why Darren would suddenly fall asleep, as if he had fainted.
"Don't worry. The roasted pig's eyes must have taken effect. Look at how soundly he's sleeping. His breathing is even. He doesn't look like there's any problem at all." He finished the rest of the rum in his hand, and got up to help Lucy carry Darren. As they walked towards the door, he said, "Let's go back to my house first and let this child have a good sleep."
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Lucy said gratefully. She carried most of Darren's weight on her shoulders and slowly walked towards the door.
After they got into the horse-drawn carriage, Lucy laid Darren flat on the seat. She listened to his soft snoring, and it was indeed no different from when he was sleeping normally. Only then did she feel relieved. She looked at Christopher, who was sitting at the side, and asked, "Old Sir, will Darren's eyes recover after he wakes up?"
"I can't guarantee it now, but judging from his reaction, the roasted pig's eyes should still be effective." Christopher shook his head as he looked at Darren, who was sleeping peacefully. He also hoped that this young boy's eyes would be able to see again after he woke up.
"Oh, yes. Old Sir, I'll give you the money for our meal and the roasted pig's eyes now." Lucy took out a money pouch that was sewn from rags, and poured out a pile of coins. Most of them were copper coins, with over 10 silver coins and two gold coins mixed in.
"This is the money that the villagers gathered for Darren's treatment. I don't know if it's enough. If it's not enough, I will find a job in Chaos City in the next few days, and work to return the money to you." Lucy held all the coins with both hands, and looked at Christopher with clear eyes.
Christopher looked at Lucy's clear eyes. This should be the first time this young lady left the village to bring her younger brother to Chaos City. After pondering for a while, he took a gold coin and a copper coin from Lucy's hands, and smilingly said, "These are enough."
"That's all?" Lucy was a little uncertain. She couldn't read, so she didn't know what was written on the menu. She didn't need to use money in the village, so she didn't have much of a concept of money. However, she could tell that this restaurant definitely cost a lot.
"Yes." Christopher nodded.
"Thank you." Lucy put the rest of the money back into the money pouch, and kept it carefully with her. These were all gathered by the villagers, so she had to return them when she got back.
Along the way, Christopher asked about Lucy and Darren briefly, and found out that the two children had already become orphans. He couldn't help but pity them even more.
The horse-drawn carriage stopped, and Christopher stood up. "Let's alight. We've reached my house. Bring Darren to have a rest. You should have a good rest too."
The coachman helped Darren off the carriage, and the butler brought them straight to the guest room.
In the luxurious manor, there were rows upon rows of buildings. Lucy followed behind the butler, and scanned her surroundings carefully. She didn't expect Mr. Christopher's house to be so spacious. There were even more houses than in the village.
"I heard from them that you brought two children home. What's the matter?" the old lady asked as soon as Christopher entered the room. She came forward to greet him.
Christopher pulled the old mistress into the house, and said, "I met two poor children on my way back from the goldsmith's shop this morning …"
"It's really not easy at such a young age." The old mistress couldn't help but sigh after hearing Christopher's words. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and was about to stand up. "I'll go take a look at those two children."
"Let them rest first. They probably didn't have much rest on the way here." Christopher pulled her back, and shook his head with a smile.
"However, I'm afraid Dorothy won't be happy if you let that little girl wear her clothes. You know her temper," the old mistress said worriedly.
"That temper of hers is all because of you two. I'm still the one in charge in this family now. No matter which generation it is, they have to be educated. Otherwise, even if they have some money, they won't last long," Christopher said with a straight face.
The old mistress didn't dare to say anything else.
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