Chapter 343 The Mysterious Outsider (Ⅰ)

Qiao An stood there in a daze for a long time, until he was awakened by the cold wind blowing in front of him.

He collected himself, staggered forward like sleepwalking, and unknowingly returned to the front of the house, looked at the messy ruins, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask his grandpa why his house was destroyed.

Joan turned around and looked at the way he came. He didn't want to go back and disturb his grandfather, so he continued on, crossing the deserted street, and stopped until he reached the door of Dr. Kailandier's clinic.

Joan looked at the window, and the faint light made him feel at ease, so he climbed up the steps and knocked on the door.

The door was open, and Galendil poked his head out, and when he saw him, he was surprised.

"Joan, you are finally back, come in and sit down!"

Joan approached the familiar clinic, took a sip of the hot tea from Galandil, and gradually calmed down his chaotic mood.

"When did you come back?"

"I just got home this evening."

"It's good to come back, and spend more time with Mr. Thiel during the holidays. He's been talking about you all the time."

"Doctor, I came to visit you so late because I actually wanted to inquire about your grandfather's condition."

Joan put down the teacup and looked at Galanduil nervously.

"Tell me the truth, is there a way to cure my grandfather?"

"this……"

Galanduil hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head with difficulty.

"Joan, you have also studied medicine, so I don't need to answer this question, you should know it well."

"Your grandfather's illness... Don't say that I have no cure, the archdruid of the Algonquin Valley also visited him before, and even Mr. Victor's medical magic couldn't completely eradicate the root cause of his illness. What can be done?"

Even though he was mentally prepared, when Joan heard him say these words, it was like hearing the death sentence, and he still felt a cold heart, and the world in front of him became extremely gloomy.

Seeing his pale face with tears in his eyes, Galanduil couldn't bear to hit him again, but as a doctor, his professional ethics required him to tell the truth.

"Joan, think about it. Who can avoid death in life? Your grandfather is over 60 years old. He is considered the longest-lived old man in our town, and he has raised you. What else does he have? Unable to let go of the concern? You can spend more time with him and let him spend this last period of time with peace of mind. "

Joan reluctantly nodded, and then asked Galandil: "Doctor, what medicine is my grandfather taking? I want to buy some for him by the way."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether Mr. Thiel takes medicine or not now. I wanted to prescribe some painkillers for him, but the old man was very stubborn. He not only refused to take medicine, but also asked me a very..." Galandil thought for a while Phrases, "A ridiculous request."

Joan looked up at the doctor and asked calmly, "He asked you to help prepare the poison?"

Galanduil's complexion changed, and he nodded slightly.

"I declined his request because I have no right to do so, unless his guardian also agrees, so this matter can only be discussed when you come back."

"What does my grandfather say?"

"The old man was very angry after hearing what I said. He didn't agree that you, a child, could be his guardian. He also said that his life is up to him. No one can decide life and death for him, not even his only relative."

Galanduil got up with a wry smile, took out a small glass medicine bottle from the reagent rack, turned around and handed it to Joan.

"This is something your grandfather asked me to prepare for him. After taking it, he will fall into a coma and leave this world without pain... Now I will give this medicine to you. It is up to you whether you want to give it to Mr. Tyre or not." Decide for yourself."

Joan stretched out a trembling hand, took the medicine bottle, and stuffed it into his pocket without taking a second look. Out of some kind of evasion, he took the initiative to change the subject.

"Doctor, there is one more thing I want to ask you about my house..."

"You're asking the right person. When your house burned down, I happened to be at the scene. Unfortunately, I was a step late, and I couldn't confirm whether it was the strange stranger who set the house on fire."

"Outlander?" Joan cheered up. "Who are you referring to? Why did he set fire to my house?"

"It's a long story, don't worry, let me start from the beginning."

Galanduil lit his pipe, took a deep breath, and looked out of the window, as if he was remembering something.

"That was the evening two weeks ago, around this time. I went to your grandfather's house for a doctor's visit and brought him some food. At that time, Mr. Thiel's condition was not as serious as it is now, and he could barely walk around with a cane. He is also much more optimistic than he is now, and he has said a lot about you... It can be heard that he misses you very much, even though he doesn't admit it, he has always been looking forward to your return from vacation."

Joan nodded, expecting the doctor to continue.

"I sat at your grandfather's place for about half an hour. I left medicine and food and left. On the way down the mountain, I suddenly heard a roar and saw a pillar of fire rising into the sky, which made me jump!"

"After a while, I saw that the fire was getting brighter and brighter, so I ran towards the place where the fire started, only to find out when I got there that it was your house that just broke out in fire."

Joan listened silently to Dr. Galandiel's narration, and the doubts in his heart were not resolved, but deepened.

Judging from the doctor's description, the cause of the fire may be a big explosion, but there are no flammable and explosive items stored in his house, so the only explanation is that someone deliberately set the fire.

However, why did the other party do this? Could it be that the enemy came to the door?

Looking back on her past experience, Qiao An really couldn't think of anyone who had a deep hatred against him to commit such atrocities.

"Doctor, did you see the arsonist?"

"That's hard to say."

Galanduil tapped his pipe, as if recalling the situation.

"When I arrived at the scene of the fire, I first saw your house surrounded by raging flames. At that time, my mind was all about fighting the fire. I didn't notice that there were other people nearby until I heard footsteps behind me."

"I looked back and saw a man with a strange appearance coming out of the nearby forest. I had never seen this man before that day. I suspected that he set the fire, but unfortunately there is no conclusive evidence."

"What does that foreigner look like?" Joan couldn't help asking.

"Very strange, with sallow complexion, slender eyes, bald head, bare feet, and a cloak with yellow and black stripes around his body."

Galanduil paused to recall, exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, and then added a detail.

"This foreigner exudes a bitter smell. It smelled a bit like almond extract at first, but after thinking about it, I think it's more like some kind of insect secretion...Joan, what are you doing?" gone?"

"Your face suddenly became ugly... Do you recognize that foreigner?"

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