"Brother Arnold, please take me to the hospital. I feel like I've broken a bone."
"Nonsense, if your bones are broken you won't be able to get up. Hurry up, I'll take you to the hospital." He helped Angler up again. This time, the two walked slowly, taking each step steadily, and they didn't fall again.
But as they rounded a corner, a car that had been parked on the side of the road suddenly rolled backward, banging the two of them down again.
"Holy shit!"
The two were going crazy. Why was everything working against them? There was no one in the car, and the road was smooth. Even if the handbrake wasn't engaged, it wouldn't roll backward. But it did, and it did roll backward right when they were passing by.
Natalie watched everything until they stumbled and disappeared from sight, then looked at Luis with shock and horror.
"You did this?" She couldn't believe that someone could do this so silently.
Luis smiled weakly, neither refuting nor answering, but this only made her more certain.
"Mrs. Natalie, I'm too weak right now. Could you take me home?" Luis really felt like he couldn't walk anymore.
"Okay." Natalie did not refuse and helped Luis into her car. After getting in the car, Natalie was about to ask Luis for the address, but Luis had already fallen asleep.
Looking at Luis sleeping in the back seat, Natalie had a complex expression, a mixture of fear, apprehension, curiosity, and gratitude.
After calming herself down, Natalie didn't wake Luis and drove straight home.
Luis didn't know how long he had slept. After affecting Angler and Arnold's recent fortunes, he was basically exhausted and close to unconsciousness. If he hadn't wanted to know what would happen after affecting Angler's luck, he probably would have already passed out.
After seeing the results, he relaxed with satisfaction and fell asleep as soon as he got into the car with Natalie.
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He groggily opened my eyes. The room was pitch black, and the windows were blocked by curtains. Luis observed the energy in his mind.
After affecting the fortunes of the two people, the energy had become dim and had also depleted some of his own energy. Now, the sesame-sized energy in his mind was emitting a faint glow again, but it was still a little short of being fully restored.
Thinking about this, he felt a little scared, realizing that he didn't know enough about the abilities of prophet.
If Arnold's luck had been even better this time, then his condition wouldn't have been as simple as just being unconscious.
'I should be more careful next time,' Luis thought to himself.
'I should take the time to learn more about the abilities of prophet.'
The memories of a profession are vast, and Luis has only received less so far. He is still far from fully understanding and mastering them.
He sat up in bed and realized that he was only wearing underwear, and his shirt and trousers had been taken off.
"I remember asking Natalie to take me home. I fainted as soon as I got in the car. Did she help me take off my clothes? And I didn't tell her where I lived. Where did she take me?"
Luis felt a surge of heat as he imagined Natalie's fair fingers helping him take off his clothes one by one.
"She didn't bring me to a hotel, did she?" Luis wondered, then groped around on the bedside table, found a light switch, and pressed it.
As the lights came on, he was immediately greeted by the room's surroundings. It was a simple room, neither a hotel nor his own rented apartment.
It should be a guest room in Natalie's house.
The clothes were neatly arranged on the bedside table, with his cell phone on top.
Luis picked up his phone to check the time, but the screen wouldn't light up. He pressed and held the power button and realized it was out of power.
This potato...
"Are batteries this short-lived? I just fully charged it this morning, and it's already dead." Luis frowned, feeling rather annoyed by the current time of day.
After getting dressed and turning off the air conditioner, he came out of the guest room.
As soon as he came out, he heard several consecutive coughs coming from the living room. He immediately recognized the voice as Natalie's.
When Natalie, who was taking cold medicine, saw Luis, her eyes immediately lit up with surprise and relief, and her face instantly filled with a smile.
"Luis, you're finally awake! If you hadn't woken up, I would have taken you to the hospital," Natalie said worriedly.
"Mrs. Natalie, how long have I been asleep?" Luis heart skipped a beat when he saw Natalie like this. His phone was out of power. Could he have slept for two or three days?
"It's eight o'clock in the evening now. It's been thirty hours since yesterday." Natalie looked at the clock on the wall.
Luis didn't tell Natalie his home address. It was impossible for her to take him to a hotel. If a beautiful young woman took an unconscious man to a hotel and someone saw them, they would call the police and have their rooms searched.
So she had no choice but to take him home. She struggled to help him back home, which was a real ordeal for her, who was used to being pampered.
She helped Luis onto the bed and undressed him. Natalie had some nursing knowledge and could tell from his appearance that Luis had fainted due to exhaustion, so she didn't send him to the hospital. However, he remained unconscious all day and she couldn't wake him up no matter how she called him.
Natalie started to get nervous. She stayed up all night yesterday and didn't go to work today. She stayed home and watched over him all night. Luis previous behavior had also greatly shocked her.
She was in a state of tension and excitement. She was so sleepy during the day that she took a nap, but caught a cold after waking up.
Natalie, who had been waiting for Luis to wake up, might have called 911 long ago if she hadn't found that Luis breathing was stable and his body temperature was normal.
Moreover, she was determined that if Luis was still not awake by tomorrow morning, she would call 911 (Universal Emergency Number).
"So long!" Luis exclaimed in surprise. No wonder he felt so hungry and his phone was dead.
Fortunately, he only slept for thirty hours. If he had slept for three days straight, he would have nowhere to cry.
"Thank you for your help, Mrs. Natalie," Luis said gratefully.
"It's nothing. You helped me recover some losses, so it's only right that I do this." Natalie quickly waved her hand. "You've been sleeping for so long, you must be very hungry. I'll go make you some noodles."
"Let me do it, Mrs. Natalie. You have a cold, I can do it myself." Luis stopped Natalie from going downstairs.
"It's okay, I can do it. You go sit on the sofa." Natalie wouldn't let Luis do anything, and pushed him to sit on the sofa before rushing off to the kitchen.