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Chapter 1379
Chapter 1379
?Chapter 1379: 648 Terrifying (Must Watch Conversation)_1 Chapter 1379: 648 Terrifying (Must Watch Conversation)_1 Aubree Groove tossed her handgun away.
“Leave,” she said.
The man looked at her in disbelief.
What was this woman playing at?
He didn’t dare to stay a moment longer, didn’t even dare to pick up the guns on the ground.
He swiftly got up and ran off.
At this point, Leandro Alvarez came over quickly, concern in his voice, “Miss, are you hurt?
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I shouldn’t have left you here alone.”
Aubree glanced at the two men lying motionless on the ground and Leandro immediately fell silent.
“Cut the iron mesh open for me,” Aubree instructed, her voice calm.
Leandro looked at Aubree, her face devoid of any emotion.
Cutting open the iron mesh meant openly opposing those pirates…
Leandro silently pulled out his dagger and stepped forward.
Being confined for a long time can make one numb.
They were no longer longing for freedom but felt that this small piece of land was the safest place in the world.
So when the iron mesh was torn open, there was not a single person yearning for freedom in their eyes, only deep fear.
The young girl was the only exception.
She came forward voluntarily, walking up to Aubree.
Aubree took her hand and saw some spots on her brown skin.
Due to the darkness of her complexion, it was hard to notice at first glance.
Aubree furrowed her brow, taking the girl’s wrist and feeling her pulse, deep in thought.
The girl behaved obediently, standing there and looking up at Aubree, her clear eyes glowing.
Aubree lifted her chin, inspecting her eyes and mouth carefully, her expression getting more serious.
Suddenly, the girl tugged at Aubree and pointed to a thatched hut behind her.
“Save …
save …
brother.” She blurted out the words one by one, with an anxious expression.
She was smart, knowing that the woman in front of her meant no harm and might be able to treat illnesses.
The girl clung to Aubree as if she were her last lifeline, afraid that she might run away.
Aubree caught the main point, “Your brother is sick and needs treatment?”
The girl nodded her head urgently.
Without hesitation, Aubree went inside the hut.
Leandro sighed, resignedly following her.
Leandro, although a world-experienced man, could never have expected that the sight before him was about to overturn his life’s perception.
This place could no longer be described as an earthly world.
It was more like purgatory.
Walking through, the locals stared at them with hollow eyes.
At that moment, Leandro felt as if he were a monkey in a zoo, unconsciously touching his nose feeling a bit unnatural.
Aubree noticed that many of the children had sores on their faces, causing her eyebrows to furrow.
The girl led Aubree into one of the thatched huts.
The hut was bare inside, with just a mat on which lay a skinny little boy, his ragged breathing, more exhalations than inhalations.
Upon a closer look, Leandro’s scalp tingled.
The boy’s face was covered in large sores, some revealing the underlying bone — a horrifying sight.
His limbs, however, were surprisingly bloated, also covered in sores that were about to turn into pus.
Seeing this, even a grown man like Leandro could not help but shiver all over his body.
The girl broke into tears, rushing over to shake the little boy, babbling in a language they couldn’t understand.
Suddenly the girl turned around and knelt in front of Aubree, repeatedly knocking her forehead on the ground in a bow.
The bangs echoed throughout the hut.
Aubree, caught off guard by the girl’s reaction, quickly squatted down to check the boy’s pulse.
Fortunately, he was still breathing.
She quickly took out a silver needle she was carrying and inserted it into several acupoints on the boy’s chest.
Once his breathing stabilized, Aubree immediately picked him up and left.
The girl hastily got up and followed.
Aubree told Leandro, “Send someone to guard this place.
Don’t let them leave, and don’t let anyone in.
”
Aubree hurriedly carried the boy onto the ship.
Nicholas Drake saw Aubree emerging from the tent and quickly followed her.
He took a cotton swab, dabbed it in the pus on the boy’s face, and sniffed carefully.
It was an infection.
The condition had worsened because it had not been treated in time, but something about the nasty smell was strange …
Aubree’s face paled immediately.
She realized the sores on the faces of the children she had passed by, and took a closer look at the spots on the girl’s arm.
Soon, these spots would itch, then ulcerate, revealing the bone.
The virus was contagious.
Realizing this, Aubree herself felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the girl standing in front of her.
The girl, sensing what was unfolding, silently lowered her head.