My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1390

After all, we were all tired from the long drive.

Sheridan handed Bobbie a bottle of water and some bread, and we ate by car. While eating, Bobbie said, "There are twenty seven families in this village, but most of them are big families. Each family has about seven or eight children. I will take you to see them later. If there is no problem, I will contact the doctor as soon as possible to perform the operation."

I was a little perplexed. Looking at him, I frowned and said, "Can the surgery be done so soon? Compatible bone marrow and kidneys are not easy to find."

He ignored me and shoveled the bread into his mouth. Then he took a few gulps of water and said, "Let's go!"

The villagers lived halfway up the mountain. Probably because of the recent rain, the dirt road was muddy and covered in puddles. There was mud all over my shoes, and even the hem of my pants was covered in dark yellow mud. It was very difficult to walk. The viscous sludge was sticking to my shoes. I could not lift my foot up after stepping into it.

Bobbie was probably used to walking such roads. Seeing that we were a little slow, he frowned slightly and said, "Don't step blindly. Look for places where there are stones and follow the trail that other people have made in the mud."

I nodded and looked at the few hundred meters ahead. The reason why we didn't drive was because it was impossible to drive the car up this dirt road at all. Bobbie said that cars couldn't drive down these roads, especially on rainy days. These roads were meant for oxcarts, not cars.

Sheridan and I followed him for a while. The sky was getting dark. Fortunately, there was still power on my phone, so I turned on the flashlight to light the way.

It wasn't easy to get there. Both Sheridan and I had mud on our knees, and our shoes were filled with water and mud. It was extremely uncomfortable. Bobbie stood outside one of the houses and shouted, "Is anyone home?"

A black dog was tied to the front door of the house. Upon seeing people coming, it began to bark non- stop. It looked fierce and vicious. Fortunately, the dog had a rope tied around its neck. I stood next to Sheridan, feeling a little stunned by this scene.

The house in front of us was made of red clay and black tiles. It looked a little crooked from a distance and seemed like it would collapse at any minute. There was a concrete yard in front of the house with a pile of black coal placed on the ground, covered by a thin tarp that had been damaged by the wind and rain. When the wind blew, the tarp that had been stained black by the coal fluttered, making strange noises.

A hunched man came out of the house, probably because he heard someone outside. The man opened the old wooden door slightly, stuck his head out and looked around. When he saw Bobbie, he grinned, displaying his yellowish teeth, "Mr. Hathaway, you're here."

He quickly came out to welcome him. He was wearing a shiny black coat. I took a closer look and found that the coat was originally grey with fur. However, it was a little dirty because it had been worn for a long time. The fur was covered with layers and layers of dirt and resulted in a black and shiny sheen.

"I've brought a friend here. Are you guys done with your work?" Bobbie spoke to the man in a foreign dialect. The man nodded repeatedly.

He said in a deep voice, "Yes, we are done. Let's talk inside the house. It's very cold outside."