American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 67 Bad News

"I'm right, Maria, my friend."

Baling spread out his hands, acting as if it was no big deal.

"..."

Maria was speechless.

The friends around me are all hidden rich people, and they spend their own money in their daily lives.

T-Is this right?

"Then my high-end Maybach..."

Maria looked at him expectantly, hoping that Baling would use his strong financial resources to provide some financial support.

Maybach?
I drive an AE86 myself, and you ask me to sponsor you to buy a Maybach!
No no no.

"Young people tend to lose their minds when driving luxury cars. Maria, you don't have the wisdom to control yourself. We'll talk about this later."

Baling decisively refused, saying that luxury cars were luxuries and he was a pragmatist and could not afford such things.

"When can you give me some pocket money..." Maria tried to save her increasingly depleted bank account.

"Talking about money hurts feelings. You see, as soon as I revealed my identity as a millionaire, our pure friendship changed. This is not good. Let's skip this topic for now."

Baling has always regarded that as a friendship fee. It is impossible for him to pay it back now. He can only wait until his business becomes bigger and stronger.

"I regret it. I shouldn't have revealed my identity. From now on, let's just pretend this didn't happen." Baling sighed and handed over the payment code on his phone. "I'm out of money. Please send me some."

"Didn't I just top up my account yesterday? It's gone so quickly!"

“This is all to protect the human world.”

The mobile phone Baling is using now is linked to Maria's account. As for his own, he has not used it for a long time. The only thing left to him by his predecessor is the loan.

Maria was heartbroken and bought some rice. Fortunately, she didn't have any big expenses in her life, and her savings were just enough to make ends meet.

But the money couldn't all be wasted. Maria looked Baling up and down, and suddenly pretended to be very curious and said:

"Can you stay like this now?"

"It can last about three hours conservatively. But it's good-looking but useless. You can't fight it, or you'll be disfigured in a matter of minutes."

"It's good-looking."

Maria nodded in satisfaction.

"What do you want me to do?" Baling saw that Maria had something to ask him, and for the sake of friendship, if it was not too much, he could help her out of friendship.

"Be my dance partner for once."

"Then you've found the right person." Baling lowered his sunglasses slightly, his golden eyes brimming with confidence as he looked at Maria, unable to suppress the smile on his face. "When I dance, no one can keep up with my rhythm."

……

Maria was sitting in the driver's seat of an ordinary car, with pain and guilt in her eyes.

"Daddy! You have to hold on."

Just now, Maria's mother called and brought bad news - Maria's father Dan's wound infection broke out, he suddenly went into shock, and was already in the emergency room.

Maria drove to the hospital in a hurry.

After arriving at the hospital.

The bed was empty except for Maria's mother.

Mother Amy sat worriedly on the chair in the ward. When she saw Maria, she panicked and told her father Dan about his condition.

However, even though they were worried, all they could do at this moment was to pray that he survived.

The reason why he called Maria over in a hurry was because the patient's condition was serious. If he couldn't be rescued, they would only be able to see each other for the last time.

Human life is so fragile that a single injury can take it away.

"Who is this?" Mother Amy looked at Maria in confusion.

Because Dan was a rich man, she naturally lived in a private ward, but a person she didn't know also came in.

"He is my friend, Baling."

Maria stepped aside and introduced the blond man in a suit and sunglasses.

Friend? Maria? Amy was stunned. Maria actually had a new friend.

"Hello, ma'am. I'm Baling." Baling greeted her in a friendly manner, but he still didn't take off his sunglasses.

After about half an hour of waiting.

A doctor arrived to announce that Dan Brennan had luckily survived, but his condition was unstable and required observation. Family members who wished to see him were welcome to do so; he was now conscious.

Amy and Maria went to another emergency room, and Baling, an outsider, accompanied them.

Come here.

Dan Brennan lay on the bed with an oxygen mask on his mouth and nose and an IV needle in his wrist, his face gloomy. Several medical instruments for checking vital signs were placed next to him.

There was a drainage tube inserted in the abdomen and the stitches on the wound were new.

It seems that he underwent another operation.

But no matter what, he survived for the time being.

Dan Brennan's lips moved slightly as he whispered something. Perhaps due to the residual effects of the anesthetic, he was still a little dizzy.

After a long while, he finally spoke incoherently.

Perhaps it's because dying people speak kindly. As a bystander, Baling saw Dan giving his wife and daughter instructions about his final affairs.

Dan: I'm not dead yet. You, a yellow-haired idiot, can never inherit my estate!
"Baling, my dad wants to tell you something?" Maria took Baling's hand and pulled him to the bedside.

Baling stumbled and seemed uncomfortable following her.

Only a pair of expensive sunglasses were worn tightly on his face.

"You must be Uncle Brennan. I'm Baling, a man born blind. Nice to meet you."

Baling spoke to the empty space on the other side, as if he mistook the air there for Brennan.

It’s not surprising that he is a blind man.

A blind person does not know whether a person is beautiful or good-looking.

It would be much simpler to make friends with his daughter Maria.

Either they come for the money or they come for the people.

Dan asked a few questions about Baling's acquaintance with his daughter, and Baling answered them fluently, echoing what Maria said.

Are you kidding? How could this distance be hidden from Baling's hearing?

"What a great guy who is full of justice. It's a pity that you can't get a driver's license. Otherwise, your uncle would give you a nice car in the future."

“Haha, there will be a chance.”

After finishing the conversation, the two shook hands vigorously.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but after explaining what he was saying, Dan felt relieved and his body didn't seem so tired and weak anymore.

Then he fell asleep again, but this time, the pain in his body was much less.

This is certainly not an illusion.

It was Baling who secretly passed on some of the power of resurrection to stimulate his vitality.

Basically, if nothing unexpected happens, your life will be saved.

After that, Baling had nothing else to do, and Maria had to go to school the next day, so she left first and prepared to drive home.

The two came to the elevator, and Baling comforted Maria, saying that he had already taken action and everything would be fine.

Ding!
The elevator has arrived.

There were not many people in the elevator, so Baling and Maria walked in.

The door closed automatically.