Evil always comes from courage

There are about six full-time ship's doctors on the Victoria, including Mr. Anthony and Mr. Bertelson from Christian City.

The rest are Mr. Boleslade from the Bleishid Empire, Mr. Bakhta from the Leled Imperial City, Ms. Penny from the Danterian Kingdom, and Emperor Zakshetz. Mr. Ronaldin of the City.

James Bert briefly introduced these ship doctors to Alice Letasha on the way there.

As one of the followers of Knight Bansfather Bet, he had more or less come into contact with these people when he boarded the ship, and he was quite familiar with them.

Alice Letasha learned from James Bert's mouth that each floor, starting from the first class cabin to the lower class cabin, is equipped with a full-time ship's doctor who can take charge.

But when the storm passed, all full-time ship doctors were gathered on the first floor and treated patients in the third class cabin.

Alice Letasha also learned from this that there are actually some part-time workers here. However, these people always quarrel with the full-time doctors over some differences in treatment plans, so most of them are sent to treat patients in the lower class, probably to treat headaches, brain fever, and the like.

Soon, they arrived at the third class cabin.

This floor is mostly where people who work for the Victoria live. It's not really that good, but it's not too bad either. It's slightly better than the more crowded lower-class cabins.

They were located approximately in the center of this floor, the largest wide space, which was originally used for rest and activities, but was now filled with hospital beds.

In contrast, nurses and doctors in white aprons were busy shuttling among them, groaning one after another. From time to time, bursts of wailing would be heard from a certain hospital bed, briefly attracting a few glances.

The air here is turbid, mixed with various smells, but most of them are still the stench of blood, and there is a warm and anxious smell that hits your face. It seems that as soon as you enter this space, even a holy person will be polluted. Same.

Alice Letasha looked at the scene in front of her. She only looked at it for a moment, which made many people look at her curiously. They were curious about why such a noble lady came to such a place in person..

She looked at those with broken legs, and at the young and old people in rough clothes coming and going, and she couldn't help but look puzzled.

But before she could ask James Burt a question, a caregiver who looked to be in his forties came forward with a blood-stained basin;

"This is not a place for a lady like you to visit. Please give way and take your servants back to the upper level."

Alice Letasha frowned slightly and looked at the visitor.

The corners of this woman's eyes were slightly red, and her eyebrows were thick and short. There were only a few sparse eyebrows, but she could see the strong dissatisfaction. and secret anger.

The wrinkles on her face were accumulated and she looked weathered, so Alice Letasha took a closer look at the woman's clothes.

Her hands were chapped and rough, and she always spoke while talking. She tilted her head slightly and bit her lip. To be honest, her expression was a bit weird, but there was a bit of sadness in her determined eyes.

Alice Letasha's silent look at the visitor was not considered malicious. , but when the woman saw her like this, she secretly clenched her hand holding the basin, and the expression on her face was even more unpleasant.

All these little actions were seen by Alice Letasha, she had a I felt like I was being angered for no reason, and I was secretly unhappy in my heart, but I still put on a smile and said;

"I have something to do with the ship's doctor, but we are not blocking the road here. The road is very wide."

Speaking of this, she looked to her side. This place was between the long corridor and the wide mouth. She was at the front. This position could accommodate five people walking side by side.

James Burt stood on her right. She was leaning inwards, with a petite figure. She could barely occupy the space of one person. The few people behind her were almost standing in a straight line. They were very conscious and did not occupy too much space.

Now the woman was gone. But he still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the sudden noise and commotion behind him.

"Doctor Anthony! Doctor Anthony! Please save my son, we can't wake him up, please come and help us!"

And the woman who tried to persuade Alice Letasha just glanced behind her, then hurriedly gave the basin of blood in her hand to another young caregiver, and ran towards that side.

That was also An old woman, about 50 years old, and behind her was a strong-looking young man, but his arms were bandaged and his legs were slightly lame. Behind him was a young woman, and they He was struggling to carry a hospital bed and was heading this way. A nurse also joined in to help carry it amidst the anxious shouts. When

James Bert saw this, he also stepped forward and wanted to help, but was stopped by Alice. Letasha stopped her, and immediately looked at Alice Letasha with eyes full of annoyance and questioning.

Alice Letasha had an indifferent expression, and did not look at James Bert with such an angry look. He didn't feel anything, and his expression was so cold that it made people shiver;

"He is dead."

Hearing Alice Letasha's faint voice, James Burt put away his unkind eyes, calmed down and looked carefully. He carefully looked at the person lying on the bed, and then sighed, He took a step back and stopped trying to step forward to show his approval of what he said. Alice Letasha was right. The man was dead. His hands were hanging down weakly, and his body followed people's movements. He moved and swayed naturally. Looking carefully at his chest and abdomen, there was no sign of breathing. There was no trace of blood on his lips, cheeks, or even limbs.