Time passed quickly, and when Louis woke up again, it was already the morning of the third day.
After Louis passed out at the door of the intensive care unit that night, he was sent directly to the ward by the medical staff.
The doctor said that Louis was in temporary shock because he was too tired these days and experienced a great tragedy.
Once Louis Louis woke up, there was no major problem.
This day, after Louis woke up, he immediately sat up-
"Doctor, where is the doctor?"
The guard guarding the door of the ward heard Louis' call, and hurriedly called for the attending doctor.
When the attending doctor came to the ward, he saw Louis sitting on the ward, looking at him in panic.
The attending doctor lowered his head in fear and asked suspiciously, "Count, are you looking for me?"
"Where is Jane?"
Louis opened his thin lips slightly, and looked at the doctor standing not far away with a gloomy expression, but his eyes were full of eagerness.
The attending doctor was relieved when he heard this, and he became less anxious.
He thought it was Louis who felt unwell.
After straightening his glasses, he replied respectfully, Miss Jane's body has already been cremated."
"What did you say?"
Louis stood up excitedly, then took three steps forward towards where Doctor stood nearby.
He grabbed onto Doctor's collar tightly while shouting angrily inside their hospital room-
"Say that again."
The doctor trembled, shrunk his neck unconsciously, and answered in a trembling voice, "Miss Jane's body has... been cremated."
His golden eyes blazed with anger as he glared fiercely at the doctor standing in front of him now.
The temperature in the ward dropped several degrees suddenly. For a moment, the doctor felt that death might be imminent.
In the next second, Louis' violent voice came from his thin lips, "Who gave you permission to do this without my consent?"
The attending doctor raised his eyes, pouted in fear, and looked at Louis in embarrassment.
Jane's body had been cremated, and by order of Lady Martha.
Seeing Louis' current state, he didn't know whether he should say it or not.
"Where are her ashes? Where are her ashes?"
"As the old saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots, so I arranged for someone to send Jane back to her hometown."
Martha stared fixedly at the man standing not far away. After saying this, seeing the man's decadent appearance, she couldn't help comforting her, "Louis, what happened to Jane is not your fault."
You wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for me.
I was the one that should be to blame.
Louis took a step back and slumped limply on the hospital bed, his eyelids drooping.
Martha took a step forward, patted the man on the shoulder lightly, and comforted him gently, "Take a good rest, everything will get better slowly."
Louis' long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a wry smile appeared on his mouth unconsciously.
Fallen leaves return to their roots, but Jane has no home at all, so where does she get her roots from?
Jane was a homeless orphan from the very beginning.
For so many years together, he had been like her home.
It was just that at that time, he didn't understand this at all...
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