Sweet May-December Marriage novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 Are You Afraid?

After consulting with the local medical staff, Charlotte and the others were assigned a temporary residence. Because of limited resources, two people shared the same bed. Charlotte and Madison shared one, while Beckham and Nicholas shared one.

Nicholas dragged Charlotte's luggage from the car, intending to take it into her room before getting his own. However, Madison pulled Charlotte's luggage and glanced at Nicholas indifferently. "I'll take it."

Nicholas raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and let go.

Madison put the luggage in the room, and Charlotte was removing the quilt cover. After all, this place was the local residence and many people might have used the quilt cover. Before they left, Cora and the others took this into account and specially asked Charlotte to take small blankets and bed sheets.

The local residences all had a total of four rooms. Willow and Victoria also lived in this house. When they passed by and saw this scene, Victoria immediately snorted, "Someone is just here on vacation, so don't count on her for help!"

Willow sneered, "Someone who can't endure hardship but wants a good reputation is really living in a dream world!"

Charlotte ignored them and made the bed. She didn't think she was wrong and believed there was no conflict between bringing bed sheets and treating patients.

Willow and Victoria probably found bored and then went to find Beckham.

Everyone was going to work after half an hour of tidying. Nicholas and Madison didn't know about medical knowledge, so Charlotte carefully taught them how to take care of the patients. Willow asked Beckham, "Beckham, why not send the patients to the hospital?"

Beckham sighed, "Now all the wards in ProdonTown are full, and even the corridors are piled with hospital beds..." He whispered, "In fact, there's no point in sending patients to the hospital. Once they are infected with Virus-7602, they will die one hundred percent. Now we just let the people who have been infected live more comfortably and isolate the source of infection."

Both Willow and Victoria were college students. The reason why they joined the association was that they wanted to have a good reputation so that they could enter a good hospital after graduation. They didn't care if these people lived or died. After hearing Beckham's words, they didn't even give a damn at all.

Charlotte was in bad health, so she couldn't move the infected people. She took a thermometer to measure everyone's body temperature door-to-door and separated the infected from the uninfected.

Nicholas followed her and asked, "Just use a thermometer?"

Charlotte nodded. "Yes. Infected people will have a high fever. As long as the body temperature exceeds 102°CF, they must be quarantined."

As she said, she pulled her mask and said, "You must regret coming with me now, right? It's hard and tiring here, not as comfortable as in Seyso."

Nicholas smiled and said, "Do you think I haven't suffered before? When I was a kid, the place where my mom and I lived was much worse than here. The people we dealt with all day were either drug addicts or gamblers, and none of them were good people. At that time, my mom always worried that I would be led astray by them and kept an eye on me all day long."

Charlotte was stunned. "Aren't you the heir of the Bennett family?"

Charlotte didn't know that she had mentioned Nicholas's most repellent thing. If someone else asked this question, he would probably turn against the person immediately, but facing Charlotte, he just smiled, "Yes, I am, but I became the heir after the age of fifteen. Before that, Mom and I drifted from place to place homeless and miserable."

Nicholas paused and then continued, "My father is a jerk. He abandoned my mom, but he wanted me very much. Mom and I hid ourselves from place to place. Later, when I grew up a little bit, she asked me if I was willing to follow her to suffer or to enjoy a good life with my father. I said I was willing to follow her to enjoy a good life. Then I have been living with her for more than ten years. Those years were very tough. She didn't have a knack for making money. She only knew how to play the piano and violin. In order to avoid the Bennett family, we lived in a slum, but who would listen to piano or violin music in that kind of place? So it was hard to make money, and we were very poor, so poor that she died of illness in bed without money for surgery.

"When she was dying, she called my grandfather and asked him to pick me up, so I went back to the Bennett's manor."