After taking a deep look at Varga, Connor said solemnly, "Since you have already made up your mind, then come with me!"
He led Varga out of the apartment and hailed a carriage. For safety's sake, Connor immediately used Soul Manipulation to temporarily control the coachman's head.
As Connor controlled the coachman to drive the carriage to the location given by Old Victor, No. 38, Xiafei Road, he deliberated over his words and said to Varga, who was sitting quietly beside him, with a wry smile, "Varga, remember the name of the secret society. I hope it won't become a nightmare for you in the future!"
"I'm sorry, but there are some things that I can't reveal to you, but Varga, you have to remember one thing. The secret society is an extremely dangerous and crazy organization. As for your future, I'm not sure if the secret society will send you out of Loen or continue to stay here. The news I received is that you will be brought to No. 38, Xiafei Road!"
Nodding obediently, Varga carefully took off a necklace hanging around her neck. Her fair and slender fingers gently flicked the necklace. Immediately, a trace of magic wave appeared, and the necklace turned into a key.
Handing the key to Connor, Varga said softly, "My grandmother took the potion formula from our family and stored it in safe No. 7 of the Sanchez Bank branch on Helen Street. This is the key to open the safe. Now, I'm giving the formula to you, Connor!"
Looking at the key in Varga's hand, Connor hesitated for a moment, but he still took the key from Varga's hand. "I will take out the formula and hand it back to you!"
Varga shook her head and didn't say anything. She just gently leaned her head on Connor's shoulder.
Feeling Varga's attachment to him, Connor sighed inwardly. He knew that Varga had made the right choice. She was right. So what if he successfully sent Varga out of Loen and to the New World?
With the power of Spirit Worship Society and the Secret Order, they would find her sooner or later.
Rather than living in fear and falling into the jaws of a tiger sooner or later, it was better to join the Secret Society. After all, judging from how the bald man in black from the Spirit Worship Sect was so fearful of the Secret Society, the Secret Society should be a relatively powerful organization among the dark sorcerer organizations. At the very least, they should be able to protect Varga.
Xiafei Road was also located in Loen's East Borough. It wasn't far from Connor's apartment, but in order to conceal the fact that Connor was driving the carriage, he took a few detours before arriving at 38 Xiafei Road. Looking at the plaque with the words "Dr. Gursy's Private Hospital" written on it, Connor couldn't help but narrow his eyes as he carefully sized it up. If he wasn't mistaken, the address Old Victor had given him was this hospital.
Dr. Goursey's private hospital? In the Kaman language, Goursey was a typical female name. Judging from the name, the doctor in charge of this hospital, Dr. Goursey, should be a woman.
In Kaman, in order to ease the class conflict, there were generally two types of hospitals. The first type was public, built by the Empire's administration or the two major churches. The medical standards were relatively low, but the price was relatively low. They mainly served ordinary people.
The other type was a private hospital built by highly skilled doctors with their own funds or with the help of financial backers. The price of this type of hospital was quite high, but the medical standards were also very high. This type of private hospital was not affordable for ordinary people. Its main customers were the nobles and wealthy merchants in the wealthy district, as well as the rich!
Observing the rich men and women in luxurious clothes coming in and out of this hospital, Connor's mind was racing.
Reyes told himself that he wanted Varga to join the Secret Society because he admired Varga's talent in pharmaceutics. There must be a connection between pharmaceutics and hospitals, but what could this connection be?
Throwing a shilling into the coachman's pocket, Connor removed the control of the coachman. Half an hour later, the unfortunate coachman would regain consciousness, but he would not remember anything that happened during the time he was under the control of the coachman.
With doubts, Connor patted Varga's little hand, indicating that they had arrived. Then, he held Varga's hand and the two walked into Dr. Goursey's private hospital.
As soon as they entered the hospital, before Connor could take a closer look at his surroundings, he heard a crisp and pleasant female voice.
"Hello, young man from the Secret Society. Bring your partner and follow the nurse to my office!"
As the woman's voice rang out, Connor could clearly see a young and beautiful nurse in a white gown walking towards him with a smile.
Hearing that the woman who transmitted the voice to him had pointed out his identity in the first sentence, Connor gradually lowered his guard and nodded slightly.
"Sir, please follow me!" The nurse bowed slightly to Connor and said with a smile.
Following the nurse, Connor and Varga came to an office on the top floor of the building.
The nurse gently knocked on the office door and said respectfully, "Dr. Goursey, the patient you mentioned has arrived!"
"Please come in!" A crisp and pleasant female voice came from the office. Judging from the voice, the person in the office was the one who had just transmitted the voice to Connor.
Gently opening the office door, the nurse bowed slightly to Connor, then turned and left without saying anything.
After exchanging glances with Varga, Connor smiled and squeezed Varga's lily-white hand, indicating that he was here. Varga nodded with relief.
The two walked into the office and immediately saw a middle-aged woman in a white coat with golden rims sitting behind the desk in this simple and elegant studio. Judging from her face, the middle-aged woman's skin was a little loose, and there were some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. However, one could still feel that this woman was definitely a great beauty when she was young!
Although some of the collagen had been taken away by the passage of time, it had also added a touch of intellectual charm to it!
Judging from the way the nurse addressed her when she knocked on the door, there was no doubt that this middle-aged woman was the owner of this private hospital — Dr. Goursey. At this time, Dr. Goursey was scrutinizing Connor and Varga who walked into the office.
"I'm very happy to see you two. You seem to be a little late from the appointed time!" After finishing her inspection, Dr. Goursey glanced at the watch on her wrist and said faintly, "I'm very happy to see you two.
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