Chapter 833
"Well, that's good!" Mitchell immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Otherwise, if you are raped, I will be killed by your husband when I go back."
Chloe smiled helplessly. "Thank you for your hard work. If you hadn't knocked on the door that day..."
"Don't mention it. If this happens next time, I think you won't have a chance to knock on the door. Next time, you have to avoid being in the same room with him."
"I know." Chloe sobbed, "By the way, after the operation, I thought of a way that might help us get his cell phone."
"Say it!" Mitchell raised his head immediately.
"It doesn't feel ideal to sneak into his room and steal from him, and his cell phone is almost never put down." Chloe said, "But when he treated you that day, his white coat was stained with blood, and he will change it after the operation. When he just changed it, his cell phone must still be in the coat of the white coat, and he can find the right time to get it."
Mitchell thought for a moment and asked, "What should we do if he catches us on the spot?"
"So I got it!" Chloe's eyes were firm. "Even if he caught me, he wouldn't be able to do anything to me. It will be more difficult to steal next time, but I can't wait..."
In the past two days, she had kept having nightmares. She didn't know whether it was because she was pregnant or not.
She dreamed that Aman had come to save her, but she only came over to take a look at her. After speaking a few words with her, she left again... She didn't take her away. She couldn't handle this kind of uneasiness at all.
In the infirmary.
Joy looked at her bleeding finger and frowned. "I don't know. I thought you married Aman and did a servant's job. Otherwise, why did you pick flowers? That's not what you should do."
"Boring! I want to find something to do!" Chloe said angrily, "Can't I?"
"I'm warning you, Miss Chloe. I don't care if you're injured. No one will stop you!"
"Do you dare to ignore me? Will Nangong Yen let you go?" Chloe also looked at him coldly. "Take care of my wound!"
Joy stared at her.
Chloe also stared at him.
Finally, Joy took the plate of medical equipment, which contained some basic procedures. Then he began to treat Chloe's wound with a cold face.
The wound was not deep, but it was a bit long. It was supposed to be the hook of rose. "what!" "what!" "what!" "what!"
Chloe suddenly cried out in pain.
Joy looked at the blood splashed on his sleeves because of Chloe's random movement. He frowned and said, "I hate it when others put their blood on my clothes. If you want me to take care of your wounds, don't move."
"It's you who didn't do it gently. I can't move when I'm in pain." Chloe shouted with her hands shaking, and then laughed sarcastically. "What's more, you're still a doctor if you're afraid of blood getting on your clothes? It's ridiculous!"
"Miss Chloe, you don't need to judge me as a doctor." Joe didn't care about the reputation that a normal doctor deserved, so he said rudely, "But if you don't cooperate with me, I won't help you with the wound. I'll tell you the truth if you tell the Young Master."
Chloe gritted her teeth. Her eyes could turn into a knife. She was the first one to kill this doctor who had no medical ethics.
Nangong Yen, that beast's freak, was also there!
After binding up Chloe's wound, a clean white coat was sent to him by his maid. "Doctor Joy."
It was just like the operation of praying for thunder. It seemed that he hated being dirty, so he immediately took off the clothes stained with blood, put them aside, and put them into clean clothes.
After Joy went out, a maid came over and took the white cloak that had been replaced by Joe. She said to Chloe, "Miss Chloe, you don't need to pick up any flowers you want in the future. You're doing something extra."
"Are you done?" Chloe stood up. "After that, please do your part. For example, respecting your guests and master's friends is also a part-time job for maids, isn't it?"
After mocking the maid, Chloe walked out of the infirmary.
See? This was the difference between the maids and elites here. The maids here were not polite at all!
But no matter what Chloe's sarcasm was, the maids didn't care, because in their eyes, Chloe was Nangong Yen's prisoner. They took the clothes of Joy and sent them to him.
Joy came to the monitoring room of the Mansion and routinely checked the internal condition of the Mansion every day.
There were two people staring at him in the monitoring room for 24 hours.
"Is there anything wrong?" Asked Joy.
"No, I don't." The two answered.
"Keep a close eye on them. No one can be careless unless someone from the other side of the palace approaches the Mansion." Joy narrowed his eyes. "After all, we need to prevent anyone from finding us."
"Yes, my lord."
Joy looked at the pictures on the monitor.
Several of the cameras were taking pictures of the outside of the Mansion. Occasionally, patrols riding police cars passed by, but they would not get close to the Mansion at all, so they passed through it when they were on patrol.
There was a blue light reflected in Joy's eyes. He admired their Young Master's thoughtfulness in his heart. Perhaps no one would have thought that the Mansion was actually a property of the Xavier government.
... It was only recently that their Young Master had secretly bought it from the government.
The most solid part of the defense of this " District Mansion" was that it was in the government's territory, and there was an Italian police patrol. How many people could imagine that their Young Master would hide Chloe in the government's territory?
It was as if the gangster was hiding in the police station.
If outsiders could not be found, the police would not search their own home.
Nangong Yen would occasionally go to the church. Although Nangong Yen had no kindness, he would look at this kind of place loved to pray by the ordinary people.
Nangong Yen sat in the front row of the church like a blockhouse and looked at the cross in front of him. From the usual state to now, it seemed that there was something confused in his eyes.
"Father, here you are." He slowly opened his mouth.
William brought the priest over. "Young Master, they're here."
In the holy place of the church, Nangong Yen, who had a strong aura in black, was in a sharp contrast to the surroundings.
Holding the priest of the holy book, he slightly saluted to Nangong Yen. "Mr.Nangong, good morning."
Nangong Yen seemed to be in a good mood.
Looking at the cross at the end of the church in front of him, he asked calmly, "What do those people want to ask you when they're looking for you?"
"Asking about life, life, faith, health and brain, or parents and lovers, there are all kinds of emotions and setbacks." The priest said, "Mr. Nangong, is there anything confused?"
"Is it useful to ask you?" Nangong Yen said coldly, "You also have headaches, don't you?"
"Yes." The priest said, "That is why God exists, I am only conveying good news on behalf of God."
Nangong Yen did not speak. Under the mysterious black mirror, his eyes could not be seen.
The black coat fell from the chair, and the folded legs showed the shape of health. The corner of his trousers was tucked into the boots, which made this man look even taller and amazing.
The hand on his knee was wearing a dark red gemstone ring over his gloves, glowing with a luxurious and mysterious light.
The Young Master of the Nangong clan was violent and tasteful!
This priest could tell.
However, it would be hard for such a person to change his mind.
Looking at this man who was sitting here as if he came from the Hell, the priest said, "Mr. Nangong, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask."
"What's the specifics of the heart?"
Nangong Yen said, "Or, is this kind of thing important? What will it bring to me?"
"Why do you ask, Mr. Nangong?"
"Everything we want should be created by ourselves. Let's fight for it." The outline of his face was sharp and his words carried the firmness of a mastermind. "Then what's the point of having an existence like a god? What do you guys often say is to use your heart to feel the existence of god and to feel something that doesn't exist? Doesn't that mean that this kind of thing, the heart, is also useless and boring?"
"Mr. Nangong, our hearts can let us feel everything, happiness, sadness, joy, confusion... And the joy of getting benefits, money, fame and fortune, and getting the joy of love." The priest looked at this man and said, "The heart is very important."
"It's an idea," Nangong Yen said.
"The two words carry the heart." The priest said, "Only when you have the intention will you have the thought."
Nangong Yen would not fail to understand what he was thinking.
But for a man like him, no matter what the problem was, he should look at it objectively and use his brain to get everything. As for the heart that was related to love, he didn't think it was that important.
In other words, in his mind, his heart represented that kind of useless things like love.
And love would become an obstacle to the conspiracy.
Seeing that he did not speak, the priest asked again, "Why does Mr. Nangong ask the question in his heart? Did you find something in your heart? Or, did you feel something that you have never felt in your heart? Who is it?"
Nangong Yen did not say anything.
"Mr. Nangong, are you happy?" The priest asked.
"Happiness?" He read the two words. "What's the feeling of happiness?"
The priest looked at this man standing at the top of the pyramid of wealth and authority, and after thinking for a bit, he said, "I believe for Mister Nangong, even if you don't have everything you have right now, you still won't feel dejected, because there is an even more important thing that will accompany you, something that will make you happy."
"What is that thing?"
"Mr. Nangong, we need to feel it with our heart."
Hearing the word "heart", Nangong Yen frowned again. "I'm empty-minded."
The priest said, "Then we need to fill it up."
"What do you need to fill in?"
"The only thing that can fill our hearts is love." The priest placed his hand in front of his chest. "Only love can lead to happiness."
"... do you love it?"
Nangong Yen said these words.
He couldn't help but think of the "I love you" in Chloe's nightmare that night. She whispered those three words in a soft voice. At that moment, he could feel that his heart was beating at a different frequency.
That kind of feeling was different from what he had been in the past. It was the kind of feeling he had never felt before when he was with a woman.
Thinking of this, the corner of Nangong Yen's mouth slightly curled up. Could that woman's love fill his heart?
The priest looked at his smile and lowered his eyes. "It seems that Mr. Nangong you have an answer. Love consists of many kinds, the love of family, the love of friends, and the love of lovers..."
"It doesn't matter." Nangong Yen smiled cruelly. "If you don't have any, you can rob from some people."
The priest stared blankly for a moment.
She was shocked by the man's words...
This man was even more like the god of death. Indeed, he would not be able to provide any help!
"You may leave." Nangong Yen's mood seemed to improve again, as if he knew something else he wanted.
"Yes, my lord."
Since he could leave, the priest obviously had to quickly withdraw.
Otherwise, who knew if something would happen to the person who had heard the man's private conversation?
When William was sending the priest to the door, he suddenly said, "I'm wrong. If you dare to reveal the contents of your conversation with our Young Master, you will go to a place with God."
"Yes, I understand." Even if it was the priest, he still had no choice but to lower himself in front of this man's rights.