Chapter 618: growing up
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As soon as Jerome Bonaparte's voice fell, St. Arnault immediately retorted tactfully: "Your Majesty, I don't think this is the role of God, our army is the important driving force for the fall of the Russian Empire! "
"You're right!" Jérôme Bonaparte nodded, and then turned the conversation sophistry: "But how do you know that God did not secretly promote the decline of the Russian Empire! Our world is made up of countless Accidentally, it was built! Any slight change will make a big change! So Saint Arno, you have to believe that there are miracles in this world!"
The encouragement of Jérôme Bonaparte did not make Marshal Saint Arnault feel better. He understood that the possibility of waiting for a miracle was almost zero.
"I hope so!" Marshal Saint Arnault showed a wry smile, and then asked Jerome Bonaparte why he appeared in Constantinople.
Jerome Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds, then asked Marshal Saint Arnault, "Why didn't Valevsky tell you?"
"Ambassador Wallevsky didn't tell me!" Marshal Saint Arnault shook his head and responded to Jerome Bonaparte.
Then, Jerome Bonaparte turned his attention to Wallevsky, who immediately accused Jerome Bonaparte and said that he forgot to report to Marshal Saint Arnault because of his busy business. .
"You! You! I really don't know what to say about you!" Jerome Bonaparte first reprimanded, and then explained to Marshal Saint Arnault: "I arrived in Constantinople this time. , the main purpose is to give the soldiers who fought **** battles for the French Empire the honor they deserve."
Marshal St. Arnault also remembered that the Ministry of War asked them to hand in a list of meritorious officials in the Near East. When they handed in their list with joy, expecting that the Ministry of War would award them with medals, the Ministry of War did not respond.
In contrast to the Ministry of War of the French Empire, the British Ministry of War, their Minister of War awarded Raglan the rank of Commander-Marshal under the order of the Queen immediately after Raglan's list of honors, while Raglan The subordinates, the Earl of Cambridge, the Earl of Lugan, and the Duke of Cardigan, were also given different levels of medals.
However, since Commander Raglan was fighting in the Crimea, his marshal's scepter and medal, Britain would send an envoy to personally honor and confer the honor of Commander Raglan.
Not only that, the Minister of War of the Kingdom of Sardinia, the younger brother of the French Empire, was also given the post of Marshal by the Kingdom of Sardinia.
Of course, his marshal is even bigger than Commander Lara Glenn.
Seeing that both Britain and Sardinia have started the awarding operation, the French Empire War Department has not moved, so the French army on the Crimea peninsula wrote to him to complain about the delay of the War Department.
Obviously, the Ministry of War was the first to ask them to submit the list of honored members, but they turned out to be the last group of countries to receive honors.
After a long time of trouble, it turned out that the emperor himself awarded them honors!
"Your Majesty, on behalf of the soldiers on the Crimean Peninsula, I thank you for coming!" Marshal Saint Arnault immediately thanked Jerome Bonaparte.
"It is what my monarch should do to award meritorious persons. There is nothing to be thankful for!" Jerome Bonaparte, who knew that "names and weapons cannot be faked from others" shook his head. Marshal Saint Arnault responded indifferently, and then continued to chat with Marshal Saint Arnault.
The two of you talked with each other for about two hours. Jerome Bonaparte learned about the state and morale of the French Empire army in the Crimea through the mouth of Marshal Saint Arnault. .
However, when Jerome Bonaparte was talking with St. Arnault, Marshal St. Arnault always implied that Jerome Bonaparte hoped to return to the Crimea Peninsula and do his best for the empire Thin power!
Jerome Bonaparte also responded to Marshal Saint Arnault with various perfunctory attitudes, and also hoped that Marshal Saint Arnault could return to Paris for treatment. Marshal Arnault refused].
Throughout the conversation, Jerome Bonaparte and Saint Arnault never reached an agreement on this issue.
"This question, we can talk about it after a while! The most important thing now is..."
Just when Jerome Bonaparte changed the subject, the sound of the door opening came from behind him, followed by a surprised voice: "Your Majesty!!"
To Jerome Bonaparte, this voice was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar!
That's right, the person who appeared at the door of the room was Virnia with a kerosene lamp.
At this time, Virnia inspected all the beds in the hospital. After confirming that there were no other problems, Virnia came to the room of Marshal Saint Arnault with a kerosene lamp and reminded Marshal Saint Arnault. go to bed early!
After Virnia opened the door, she saw someone she didn't expect in the room!
"You... aren't you supposed to be in Paris now? Why are you here?" Virnia's eyebrows curved, revealing full of joy.
Meeting Jerome Bonaparte on such an occasion was something she had never expected.
Jerome Bonaparte turned his gaze to Wallevsky with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, as if he was asking Wallevsky what was going on.
"Your Majesty, I was negligent!" Wallevsky immediately confessed to Jerome Bonaparte.
So Wallewski explained to Virnia why Jérôme Bonaparte was here.
"Now you understand!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Vernia.
"I see! Your Majesty!" Virnia immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Afterwards, Virnia asked Marshal Saint Arno how he felt.
"The current situation is not bad!" Marshal Saint Arnault shrugged and replied with a pretense of ease.
"In that case, you should rest earlier! Going to bed late is not good for your current health!" Vernia told Marshal Saint Arnault again, and also hinted at Jerome Bonaparte and Vallewski. Do not disturb Marshal St. Arnault's rest.
Jerome Bonaparte, who received the hint from Virnia, immediately said goodbye to Marshal Saint Arnault.
"Your Majesty, Ambassador Wallevsky, be careful when you go back! I won't send you off!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied to Jerome Bonaparte.
After Jerome Bonaparte and Wallevsky left St. Arnault's ward, Marshal St. Arnault slowly moved from the seat and sat back on the bed, and then put the quilt over him.
Virnia, who was still standing in the ward, took three and two steps to the table where the kerosene lamp was placed, then turned off the kerosene lamp, and took it in his hand and left.
When Vernia left Marshal Saint Arnault's room and was about to return to the bedroom, Jerome Bonaparte's hand was drooping on Vernia's shoulder.
This really startled Virnia. She wanted to come and scream. Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte hurriedly covered Virnia's mouth and said in a low voice, "Shh! Be quiet, you too. Don't want your voice to disturb them!"
Virnia's frightened heart finally subsided after seeing that the owner of the hand was Virnia, and she nodded in response.
Jerome Bonaparte slowly let go of Virnia's mouth, the two stood together and looked at each other for a long time, they both saw love in each other's eyes!
Even though they are separated by thousands of miles, this love will never disappear, and even more and more miss because of the distance.
After a while, Virnia approached Jerome Bonaparte and buried his body in Jerome Bonaparte's chest.
"Give me the kerosene lamp!" Jerome Bonaparte said, taking the kerosene lamp in Vernia's hand into his own.
With his hands free, Vernia hugged Jerome Bonaparte, and then buried his head on Jerome Bonaparte's chest for a long time without saying a word.
"It's been hard work! You've been very tired recently!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Vernia.
"Actually it's nothing!" Vernia responded to Jerome Bonaparte: "I just need to visit all the wards again, and I can rest!"
"Visit all the wards?" Jerome Bonaparte smacked his lips. This was a "big project" that would take at least an hour.
It is already 11 am, which means that Virnia needs to work until after 12 o'clock before falling asleep.
"I'll come with you!" said Jerome Bonaparte to Virnia.
"How about that!" Virnia shook his head and responded.
"Why not?" Jerome Bonaparte retorted. "Is it because I am the emperor?"
"Yeah!" Vernia nodded and replied.
"Then I'm not the emperor now! I'm Jerome Bonaparte, this should be fine!" Jerome Bonaparte blinked and said softly.
Virnia, who couldn't beat Jérôme Bonaparte, had no choice but to agree, and the two walked around the ward holding a kerosene lamp and holding hands.
Most of the soldiers and officers in the wards that were inspected fell into a deep sleep, and only a few soldiers still did not rest. When they saw Jerome Bonaparte, they subconsciously regarded him as a doctor in the hospital.
Jerome Bonaparte, who had visited all the beds, came to her bedroom with Virnia. The whole room was much simpler than when she was in Paris, with a bed, a desk, a kerosene lamp, and a mountain of piles. The medical records, patient information... they make up the whole of this room.
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As soon as Jerome Bonaparte's voice fell, St. Arnault immediately retorted tactfully: "Your Majesty, I don't think this is the role of God, our army is the important driving force for the fall of the Russian Empire! "
"You're right!" Jérôme Bonaparte nodded, and then turned the conversation sophistry: "But how do you know that God did not secretly promote the decline of the Russian Empire! Our world is made up of countless Accidentally, it was built! Any slight change will make a big change! So Saint Arno, you have to believe that there are miracles in this world!"
The encouragement of Jérôme Bonaparte did not make Marshal Saint Arnault feel better. He understood that the possibility of waiting for a miracle was almost zero.
"I hope so!" Marshal Saint Arnault showed a wry smile, and then asked Jerome Bonaparte why he appeared in Constantinople.
Jerome Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds, then asked Marshal Saint Arnault, "Why didn't Valevsky tell you?"
"Ambassador Wallevsky didn't tell me!" Marshal Saint Arnault shook his head and responded to Jerome Bonaparte.
Then, Jerome Bonaparte turned his attention to Wallevsky, who immediately accused Jerome Bonaparte and said that he forgot to report to Marshal Saint Arnault because of his busy business. .
"You! You! I really don't know what to say about you!" Jerome Bonaparte first reprimanded, and then explained to Marshal Saint Arnault: "I arrived in Constantinople this time. , the main purpose is to give the soldiers who fought **** battles for the French Empire the honor they deserve."
Marshal St. Arnault also remembered that the Ministry of War asked them to hand in a list of meritorious officials in the Near East. When they handed in their list with joy, expecting that the Ministry of War would award them with medals, the Ministry of War did not respond.
In contrast to the Ministry of War of the French Empire, the British Ministry of War, their Minister of War awarded Raglan the rank of Commander-Marshal under the order of the Queen immediately after Raglan's list of honors, while Raglan The subordinates, the Earl of Cambridge, the Earl of Lugan, and the Duke of Cardigan, were also given different levels of medals.
However, since Commander Raglan was fighting in the Crimea, his marshal's scepter and medal, Britain would send an envoy to personally honor and confer the honor of Commander Raglan.
Not only that, the Minister of War of the Kingdom of Sardinia, the younger brother of the French Empire, was also given the post of Marshal by the Kingdom of Sardinia.
Of course, his marshal is even bigger than Commander Lara Glenn.
Seeing that both Britain and Sardinia have started the awarding operation, the French Empire War Department has not moved, so the French army on the Crimea peninsula wrote to him to complain about the delay of the War Department.
Obviously, the Ministry of War was the first to ask them to submit the list of honored members, but they turned out to be the last group of countries to receive honors.
After a long time of trouble, it turned out that the emperor himself awarded them honors!
"Your Majesty, on behalf of the soldiers on the Crimean Peninsula, I thank you for coming!" Marshal Saint Arnault immediately thanked Jerome Bonaparte.
"It is what my monarch should do to award meritorious persons. There is nothing to be thankful for!" Jerome Bonaparte, who knew that "names and weapons cannot be faked from others" shook his head. Marshal Saint Arnault responded indifferently, and then continued to chat with Marshal Saint Arnault.
The two of you talked with each other for about two hours. Jerome Bonaparte learned about the state and morale of the French Empire army in the Crimea through the mouth of Marshal Saint Arnault. .
However, when Jerome Bonaparte was talking with St. Arnault, Marshal St. Arnault always implied that Jerome Bonaparte hoped to return to the Crimea Peninsula and do his best for the empire Thin power!
Jerome Bonaparte also responded to Marshal Saint Arnault with various perfunctory attitudes, and also hoped that Marshal Saint Arnault could return to Paris for treatment. Marshal Arnault refused].
Throughout the conversation, Jerome Bonaparte and Saint Arnault never reached an agreement on this issue.
"This question, we can talk about it after a while! The most important thing now is..."
Just when Jerome Bonaparte changed the subject, the sound of the door opening came from behind him, followed by a surprised voice: "Your Majesty!!"
To Jerome Bonaparte, this voice was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar!
That's right, the person who appeared at the door of the room was Virnia with a kerosene lamp.
At this time, Virnia inspected all the beds in the hospital. After confirming that there were no other problems, Virnia came to the room of Marshal Saint Arnault with a kerosene lamp and reminded Marshal Saint Arnault. go to bed early!
After Virnia opened the door, she saw someone she didn't expect in the room!
"You... aren't you supposed to be in Paris now? Why are you here?" Virnia's eyebrows curved, revealing full of joy.
Meeting Jerome Bonaparte on such an occasion was something she had never expected.
Jerome Bonaparte turned his gaze to Wallevsky with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, as if he was asking Wallevsky what was going on.
"Your Majesty, I was negligent!" Wallevsky immediately confessed to Jerome Bonaparte.
So Wallewski explained to Virnia why Jérôme Bonaparte was here.
"Now you understand!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Vernia.
"I see! Your Majesty!" Virnia immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Afterwards, Virnia asked Marshal Saint Arno how he felt.
"The current situation is not bad!" Marshal Saint Arnault shrugged and replied with a pretense of ease.
"In that case, you should rest earlier! Going to bed late is not good for your current health!" Vernia told Marshal Saint Arnault again, and also hinted at Jerome Bonaparte and Vallewski. Do not disturb Marshal St. Arnault's rest.
Jerome Bonaparte, who received the hint from Virnia, immediately said goodbye to Marshal Saint Arnault.
"Your Majesty, Ambassador Wallevsky, be careful when you go back! I won't send you off!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied to Jerome Bonaparte.
After Jerome Bonaparte and Wallevsky left St. Arnault's ward, Marshal St. Arnault slowly moved from the seat and sat back on the bed, and then put the quilt over him.
Virnia, who was still standing in the ward, took three and two steps to the table where the kerosene lamp was placed, then turned off the kerosene lamp, and took it in his hand and left.
When Vernia left Marshal Saint Arnault's room and was about to return to the bedroom, Jerome Bonaparte's hand was drooping on Vernia's shoulder.
This really startled Virnia. She wanted to come and scream. Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte hurriedly covered Virnia's mouth and said in a low voice, "Shh! Be quiet, you too. Don't want your voice to disturb them!"
Virnia's frightened heart finally subsided after seeing that the owner of the hand was Virnia, and she nodded in response.
Jerome Bonaparte slowly let go of Virnia's mouth, the two stood together and looked at each other for a long time, they both saw love in each other's eyes!
Even though they are separated by thousands of miles, this love will never disappear, and even more and more miss because of the distance.
After a while, Virnia approached Jerome Bonaparte and buried his body in Jerome Bonaparte's chest.
"Give me the kerosene lamp!" Jerome Bonaparte said, taking the kerosene lamp in Vernia's hand into his own.
With his hands free, Vernia hugged Jerome Bonaparte, and then buried his head on Jerome Bonaparte's chest for a long time without saying a word.
"It's been hard work! You've been very tired recently!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Vernia.
"Actually it's nothing!" Vernia responded to Jerome Bonaparte: "I just need to visit all the wards again, and I can rest!"
"Visit all the wards?" Jerome Bonaparte smacked his lips. This was a "big project" that would take at least an hour.
It is already 11 am, which means that Virnia needs to work until after 12 o'clock before falling asleep.
"I'll come with you!" said Jerome Bonaparte to Virnia.
"How about that!" Virnia shook his head and responded.
"Why not?" Jerome Bonaparte retorted. "Is it because I am the emperor?"
"Yeah!" Vernia nodded and replied.
"Then I'm not the emperor now! I'm Jerome Bonaparte, this should be fine!" Jerome Bonaparte blinked and said softly.
Virnia, who couldn't beat Jérôme Bonaparte, had no choice but to agree, and the two walked around the ward holding a kerosene lamp and holding hands.
Most of the soldiers and officers in the wards that were inspected fell into a deep sleep, and only a few soldiers still did not rest. When they saw Jerome Bonaparte, they subconsciously regarded him as a doctor in the hospital.
Jerome Bonaparte, who had visited all the beds, came to her bedroom with Virnia. The whole room was much simpler than when she was in Paris, with a bed, a desk, a kerosene lamp, and a mountain of piles. The medical records, patient information... they make up the whole of this room.
"You live here?"
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As soon as Jerome Bonaparte's voice fell, St. Arnault immediately retorted tactfully: "Your Majesty, I don't think this is the role of God, our army is the important driving force for the fall of the Russian Empire! ""You're right!" Jrme Bonaparte nodded, and then turned the conversation sophistry: "But how do you know that God did not secretly promote the decline of the Russian Empire! Our world is made up of countless Accidentally, it was built! Any slight change will make a big change! So Saint Arno, you have to believe that there are miracles in this world!"The encouragement of Jrme Bonaparte did not make Marshal Saint Arnault feel better. He understood that the possibility of waiting for a miracle was almost zero."I hope so!" Marshal Saint Arnault showed a wry smile, and then asked Jerome Bonaparte why he appeared in Constantinople.Jerome Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds, then asked Marshal Saint Arnault, "Why didn't Valevsky tell you?""Ambassador Wallevsky didn't tell me!" Marshal Saint Arnault shook his head and responded to Jerome Bonaparte.Then, Jerome Bonaparte turned his attention to Wallevsky, who immediately accused Jerome Bonaparte and said that he forgot to report to Marshal Saint Arnault because of his busy business. ."You! You! I really don't know what to say about you!" Jerome Bonaparte first reprimanded, and then explained to Marshal Saint Arnault: "I arrived in Constantinople this time. , the main purpose is to give the soldiers who fought **** battles for the French Empire the honor they deserve."Marshal St. Arnault also remembered that the Ministry of War asked them to hand in a list of meritorious officials in the Near East. When they handed in their list with joy, expecting that the Ministry of War would award them with medals, the Ministry of War did not respond.In contrast to the Ministry of War of the French Empire, the British Ministry of War, their Minister of War awarded Raglan the rank of Commander-Marshal under the order of the Queen immediately after Raglan's list of honors, while Raglan The subordinates, the Earl of Cambridge, the Earl of Lugan, and the Duke of Cardigan, were also given different levels of medals.However, since Commander Raglan was fighting in the Crimea, his marshal's scepter and medal, Britain would send an envoy to personally honor and confer the honor of Commander Raglan.Not only that, the Minister of War of the Kingdom of Sardinia, the younger brother of the French Empire, was also given the post of Marshal by the Kingdom of Sardinia.Of course, his marshal is even bigger than Commander Lara Glenn.Seeing that both Britain and Sardinia have started the awarding operation, the French Empire War Department has not moved, so the French army on the Crimea peninsula wrote to him to complain about the delay of the War Department.Obviously, the Ministry of War was the first to ask them to submit the list of honored members, but they turned out to be the last group of countries to receive honors.After a long time of trouble, it turned out that the emperor himself awarded them honors!"Your Majesty, on behalf of the soldiers on the Crimean Peninsula, I thank you for coming!" Marshal Saint Arnault immediately thanked Jerome Bonaparte."It is what my monarch should do to award meritorious persons. There is nothing to be thankful for!" Jerome Bonaparte, who knew that "names and weapons cannot be faked from others" shook his head. Marshal Saint Arnault responded indifferently, and then continued to chat with Marshal Saint Arnault.The two of you talked with each other for about two hours. Jerome Bonaparte learned about the state and morale of the French Empire army in the Crimea through the mouth of Marshal Saint Arnault. .However, when Jerome Bonaparte was talking with St. Arnault, Marshal St. Arnault always implied that Jerome Bonaparte hoped to return to the Crimea Peninsula and do his best for the empire Thin power!Jerome Bonaparte also responded to Marshal Saint Arnault with various perfunctory attitudes, and also hoped that Marshal Saint Arnault could return to Paris for treatment. Marshal Arnault refused.Throughout the conversation, Jerome Bonaparte and Saint Arnault never reached an agreement on this issue."This question, we can talk about it after a while! The most important thing now is..."Just when Jerome Bonaparte changed the subject, the sound of the door opening came from behind him, followed by a surprised voice: "Your Majesty!!"To Jerome Bonaparte, this voice was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar!That's right, the person who appeared at the door of the room was Virnia with a kerosene lamp.At this time, Virnia inspected all the beds in the hospital. After confirming that there were no other problems, Virnia came to the room of Marshal Saint Arnault with a kerosene lamp and reminded Marshal Saint Arnault. go to bed early!After Virnia opened the door, she saw someone she didn't expect in the room!"You... aren't you supposed to be in Paris now? Why are you here?" Virnia's eyebrows curved, revealing full of joy.Meeting Jerome Bonaparte on such an occasion was something she had never expected.Jerome Bonaparte turned his gaze to Wallevsky with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, as if he was asking Wallevsky what was going on."Your Majesty, I was negligent!" Wallevsky immediately confessed to Jerome Bonaparte.So Wallewski explained to Virnia why Jrme Bonaparte was here."Now you understand!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Vernia."I see! Your Majesty!" Virnia immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter.Afterwards, Virnia asked Marshal Saint Arno how he felt."The current situation is not bad!" Marshal Saint Arnault shrugged and replied with a pretense of ease."In that case, you should rest earlier! Going to bed late is not good for your current health!" Vernia told Marshal Saint Arnault again, and also hinted at Jerome Bonaparte and Vallewski. Do not disturb Marshal St. Arnault's rest.Jerome Bonaparte, who received the hint from Virnia, immediately said goodbye to Marshal Saint Arnault."Your Majesty, Ambassador Wallevsky, be careful when you go back! I won't send you off!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied to Jerome Bonaparte.After Jerome Bonaparte and Wallevsky left St. Arnault's ward, Marshal St. Arnault slowly moved from the seat and sat back on the bed, and then put the quilt over him.Virnia, who was still standing in the ward, took three and two steps to the table where the kerosene lamp was placed, then turned off the kerosene lamp, and took it in his hand and left.When Vernia left Marshal Saint Arnault's room and was about to return to the bedroom, Jerome Bonaparte's hand was drooping on Vernia's shoulder.This really startled Virnia. She wanted to come and scream. Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte hurriedly covered Virnia's mouth and said in a low voice, "Shh! Be quiet, you too. Don't want your voice to disturb them!"Virnia's frightened heart finally subsided after seeing that the owner of the hand was Virnia, and she nodded in response.Jerome Bonaparte slowly let go of Virnia's mouth, the two stood together and looked at each other for a long time, they both saw love in each other's eyes!Even though they are separated by thousands of miles, this love will never disappear, and even more and more miss because of the distance.After a while, Virnia approached Jerome Bonaparte and buried his body in Jerome Bonaparte's chest."Give me the kerosene lamp!" Jerome Bonaparte said, taking the kerosene lamp in Vernia's hand into his own.With his hands free, Vernia hugged Jerome Bonaparte, and then buried his head on Jerome Bonaparte's chest for a long time without saying a word."It's been hard work! You've been very tired recently!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Vernia."Actually it's nothing!" Vernia responded to Jerome Bonaparte: "I just need to visit all the wards again, and I can rest!""Visit all the wards?" Jerome Bonaparte smacked his lips. This was a "big project" that would take at least an hour.It is already 11 am, which means that Virnia needs to work until after 12 o'clock before falling asleep."I'll come with you!" said Jerome Bonaparte to Virnia."How about that!" Virnia shook his head and responded."Why not?" Jerome Bonaparte retorted. "Is it because I am the emperor?""Yeah!" Vernia nodded and replied."Then I'm not the emperor now! I'm Jerome Bonaparte, this should be fine!" Jerome Bonaparte blinked and said softly.Virnia, who couldn't beat Jrme Bonaparte, had no choice but to agree, and the two walked around the ward holding a kerosene lamp and holding hands.Most of the soldiers and officers in the wards that were inspected fell into a deep sleep, and only a few soldiers still did not rest. When they saw Jerome Bonaparte, they subconsciously regarded him as a doctor in the hospital.Jerome Bonaparte, who had visited all the beds, came to her bedroom with Virnia. The whole room was much simpler than when she was in Paris, with a bed, a desk, a kerosene lamp, and a mountain of piles. The medical records, patient information... they make up the whole of this room."You live here?"https://Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: . Lewen Novel Network mobile version reading website:
