"I said stop! Do you hear me!"
Someone felt that they were being treated unequally. "Since Lenard didn't let them cut in line, you are now taking the four of them away early in front of us, isn't this cutting in line?"
If it weren't for the fact that Dixon, Victor, and Eugene were all in a bit of physical trouble, Jarvis would have rushed forward and smashed that man's mouth.
Babur stopped in his tracks and glanced back with a sneer, "I'm not a doctor in this hospital. And I don't treat you as human beings as Lenard does. There is no fairness. I can save whomever I like. If you want me to save you, you can beg me. Maybe I'll let you get in line if I'm in a good mood!"
The crowd was shaking with anger, "You don't deserve to be a doctor!"
"I'm not. I'll take my friends with me. How about that?" Babur waved his hand, "Let's go!"
Dixon gave Lenard an apologetic look. And Lenard sighed, "Go, I have a lot of people to treat here."
Babur just took Dixon's group away in front of the crowd. But surprisingly, no one came out to stop them.
Because that person was Babur. He simply did not have the so-called rules. His work all depended on his mood. If he really didn't want to save someone, he would watch that person die in front of him without raising an eyebrow. He didn't have Lenard's mind that everyone was equal.
People watched in awe as the white-haired man left with Dixon's group, feeling like they had been slapped hard.
When Dixon opened his eyes again, he saw a gorgeous ceiling.
He didn't have to recall. He knew he was in Babur's secret base. He was the only one who would decorate the ward in the same style as the royal family.
Someone pushed in the door. Dixon sat up in the bed. It was Victor.
Victor's voice was still hoarse, presumably from the smoke. He might not be able to recover for a while. "You're awake."
Dixon said to himself, 'Victor was trapped in the fire. But I woke up even later than he did.'
He remembered. He had passed out as soon as he arrived at Babur base with his last breath.
Dixon took a deep breath and felt a particular pain in his lower back. It hurt to press it.
"Babur told me about your condition."
Victor frowned, "This kidney of yours has a life expectancy of four years at most."
Dixon smiled palely, "You didn't suffer any other injuries, did you?"
Victor's eyes were red. He shook his head, "No."
Dixon took a deep breath, feeling his breathing with the toss. And after a moment, he slowly lay down, "Good."
"While I was in a coma..." Victor paused, "I felt like I was being picked up by someone... Was it you?"
Dixon grinned. Because his face was pale, his smile didn't look like a human's smile. The way he talked had changed to an unruly way. "What do you think?"
"I think it's you. So..." Victor stepped forward, "I came to say thank you, along with my mother's share."
Dixon was stunned, "Your mom is here too?"
"Well, Lenard talked to her about me being sent to Babur's base. So, she got here."
Victor looked around, "Babur is the Envy of Seven Deadly Sins, right?"
Dixon raised his eyebrows, "You know Seven Deadly Sins pretty well."
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