Chapter 67 The mysterious old man in the prison
It’s true that older people have particularly sharp ears, but—it’s impossible to be that smart.
I had a vague feeling that the old man in front of me was something special, but when I looked at him up and down, except for his exceptionally bright and reserved eyes, he was skinny and haggard, just like an ordinary prisoner.
So, I replied: "Because, I don't know that. Even if I confess, it would be a false accusation."
He looked at me with some surprise: "I didn't expect that this girl like you has some backbone."
Integrity? I smiled bitterly when I heard that. If I really had integrity, I wouldn't follow Yao Yingxue and just follow Yao Yingxue, so I said solemnly: "It's not about integrity, I just - believe in justice."
"Axiom? Are there any axioms in this world?"
As soon as these two words were mentioned, it was like stepping on the old man's tail. His originally calm voice immediately became sharp: "What the royal family said is justice, even if they know nothing about the truth, even if they know it.
It is wrong, but for their own sake, they insist on being wrong. This is justice!"
"No, this is not justice!" I said seriously: "What I said is what people want, it is true fairness!"
"Real fairness?" He chewed these words carefully and murmured, as if sighing, but also as if he had a lot of helplessness.
After a while, he turned to look at me again, as if he was smiling, and said: "Well, you girl has an appetite for my old man. Come on -" As he said this, he moved to the edge of the fence and took a look.
My hand, which had not yet healed but had a new injury, spat into the palm of my hand, rubbed it open with both hands, and smeared it on my fingers.
So dirty!
I felt sick in my heart and wanted to retract my hands to avoid them, but my hands were already so painful that I lost all feeling. I could only watch helplessly as he smeared his saliva on my hands.
Looking at my disgusted eyes, he chuckled: "Dirty? Old man, all the blood and marrow in my body are elixirs. A sip of phlegm is much more effective than those medicines for wounds. Giving it to you is a compliment, little girl!"<
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Sure enough, the burning pain in the area where he had wiped it was immediately relieved a lot.
I looked at him in surprise: "You - you are -"
He smiled faintly, said nothing, and reached out to rub my eyebrows with his thick thumb. The force was just right, not light but not heavy. It was very comfortable, and a burst of tiredness came over me.
"Have a good rest, a girl like you has to endure a long time..."
I heard his old voice say these words in the chaos, and I fell into darkness again.
But this time, unlike when I fainted before, I slept very comfortably, and even the burning pain in my hands was much relieved. When I woke up, it was already late at night the next day. I just felt that my energy was better than before, and even the lingering pain in my hands was gone.
The low-grade fever has gone away.
Chapter completed!