“…”

Hearing this, Allen felt it was a little beyond his expectations, but also reasonable.

This kind of working method and degree of interests, ah...

He raised his chin and said, "Take me to see her. Which room is she in?"

"Your Excellency, please follow me."

Doctor George breathed a sigh of relief, wondering why this gentleman, who had looked so indifferent just now, suddenly looked a little discouraged.

After turning around and walking a few steps, I pushed open a seemingly ordinary double door, and what came into view was a small reception room with warm-colored carpet. The overall decoration was very cozy, and there was a row of green plants on the windowsill in the distance.

After passing the outer reception room, the suite inside is the ward.

At this time in the ward, there were several testing machines placed around the large bed. Diana was lying quietly on the bed wearing an oxygen mask, her face pale.

…

Alan hadn't seen her for several months. The last time he saw her was in the newspaper. Looking at the sickly person now, she was completely different from the glamorous image in the newspaper. Her miserable appearance would really make people who didn't know the inside story feel pity for her.

Gently lifting the quilt, I saw that her stomach was wrapped in gauze and the wound inside was not visible.

"Her surgery...are the side effects serious?"

Alan didn't believe that this kind of operation would have no effect on the body, but between the two options, he chose the lesser of two options; it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

He had no say in these matters, and now that things had already happened, he only had to worry about what was happening now.

…

Doctor George looked at the sick Diana, hesitated for a moment and considered carefully, "Uh... Your Excellency, this kind of surgery, as you know, is very purposeful and there will definitely be sequelae, but..."

"I know. No need to sugarcoat it. Just say what you think."

Alan turned his head and glared at the old guy. The look in his eyes made George, a man in his forties, feel his hair stand on end. He was like a tree.

If you don't live in such an environment, you won't understand how terrifying such people are.

When you meet a noble lord like this who doesn't follow the rules, has a bad temper, and is powerful, you should just do whatever they tell you to do, and don't resist...

All resistance of ordinary people in front of nobles is in vain!

"Your Excellency... there will be some impact on your life, uh, there will be impacts in all aspects, mainly the reproductive function will definitely be gone, uh... there will also be some impact on the endocrine system. If your mood is unstable, you will easily become manic or depressed. These are both obvious and hidden... uh... the cavity will sag. This will get better if you take good care of it. With the princess... uh, with her family conditions, there is no need to worry too much about this."

"Um……"

Alan touched his chin and suddenly changed the subject: "Have you seen the wound? How was the operation?"

"This... the technique is very good, even the stitching technique is very good."

Doctor George started to sweat; the problem he was most worried about had occurred!

Alan asked for a long time, all about the princess's health, and now he finally got to the root of the problem.

"Hehe... I don't know much about medicine, but I know a little bit. Doctors like you, as long as you have reached a certain level of skill, people in the small circle should know each other, and people in the larger circle should have heard of each other's reputation. Regarding this operation, did you notice any clues from the surgeon's technique... Or, in your impression, who did this operation seem to be done by?"

“I…I…”

The back of George's white coat was soaked. Although he was not sure, the actual situation was similar to what Alan asked. The threshold for a profession like doctor is already very high, and for a doctor who can perform surgery, especially high-end surgery, the threshold is even higher!

Most of these people, as long as they are in the circle, have heard of them even if they don't know them. And based on the technique of each doctor, it is easy to judge which doctor performed an operation from the technique.

Some doctors have some quirks, such as using a specific knotting method when stitching, and so on. Just from these small details, you can tell which doctor did the surgery.

Don’t talk about where the other party found a random doctor to do it. Although Diana is no longer favored now, the bottom line is that nothing can really happen to her!

The accident here means that her life cannot be in danger. With this as the premise, no matter how unhappy the other party is, the surgeon who performs this operation must be carefully selected.

Otherwise... if the operation is not done well and the patient dies in the end, that would be a serious matter. Although the current situation is not a small matter, it is still within the controllable range.

In this way, the scope is narrowed. The surgeon must be a doctor from the Great Britain, and his level is definitely not low!

As for this Dr. George, since he is now Diana's doctor, he must be also a professional on that day. People in this small circle must have met or known each other!

…

Alan crossed his arms and didn't even look at Dr. George behind him. Instead, he looked at the sick Diana. Her eyelids were trembling violently and tears were flowing silently. It was obvious that she had woken up, but just hadn't opened her eyes yet.

"Don't be nervous, Doctor George. Go out and think about it slowly. Tell me when you have figured it out, okay..."

Turning his head and looking at Dr. George who was sweating profusely, Alan's tone was extremely gentle, just like a good child who respects the elderly and loves the young, carefully advising the elderly at home.

"I, I understand! Your Excellency, I will leave first."

Dr. George clenched his fists tightly. He already knew who the doctor was, but he really didn't want to get involved in these things. He felt that the more he said, the worse the day would end.

He is old, and he is not afraid of death, but he still has a wife, children and family...

As a middle-class family, his family is no longer short of money. His son and daughter are married and have children, and the whole family lives a happy life.

But if this wonderful life encounters an angry noble lord, their family's seemingly powerful power will be like bubbles and will be shattered at the slightest touch!

…

Snap.

As the door closed, Alan pulled a small stool and sat down beside the bed, staring at Diana without saying a word.

The sobbing became more and more obvious until she could no longer hold it back.

"Alan... Spencer came today. He doesn't welcome me back to the manor. I have no home..."

“…”

Alan didn't expect that the first sentence Diana said would be this.

These words sounded... even for someone like Alan, they felt a little sad.

She had raised her own brother since childhood, but when her own sister got into trouble, the first thing he thought about was not how to help her, but... to expel her.

And this bastard knew about this matter during the day, but he didn’t even call me. Just acted like nothing happened?

…

"The Hill family's manor is also your home."

Alan said dryly, but Diana continued to mutter to herself, "I have no home... I have no home..."

"Okay, aunt... although you are a few years older than me, but... I want to say now that although you have lost something, you have gained what you call freedom. From now on, you are free."

Diana turned her head suddenly, the movement was too large, and the pain from the wound made her tears flow uncontrollably.

Her voice was a little hoarse, "Do you know the inside story? Tell me! Who did it? Why did they do this to me! Who did it! Who did it!"

…

Looking at the hysterical Diana, Allen gently grabbed her hand and tightened it, comforting her: "Aunt... now everything is over. You need to take good care of yourself now instead of asking these questions."

"Alan...you don't know how they treated me, Alan! After the car stopped that night, they rushed up, covered my mouth, covered my eyes, and then I didn't know anything until I was sent here, you know? I opened my eyes and saw so many doctors looking at me, their eyes were full of pity, I don't need their pity, I don't need their pity, I...Alan! I didn't even have time to resist, I didn't have time to resist, I didn't resist! This is not fair... This is not fair to me at all."

"I have nothing left. I can't have children anymore. I have no home. I have nothing left..."

"I know, I know...it's all over."

Alan patted her hands, not anxious at all, and just comforted her softly.

"You don't know! You can't understand how I feel. My body is in pain right now, and so is my heart!"

"I know, aunt. Being anxious won't do any good to your current condition. On the contrary, it will affect your recovery. You need to calm down. As for the rest..."

Allen stared at Diana, whose eyes were red, and took a deep breath. "There has never been any so-called fairness or freedom in this world. You didn't feel unfair before because you just didn't meet someone who wanted to treat you unfairly. As for freedom... this time you can get what you want."

"This is not what I want." Diana closed her eyes in pain. She had no choice but to cry. Alan was the first person who spoke so much to her in the past two days. She knew what Alan meant, but she couldn't calm down.

…

"It's all over, okay? You stay here and recuperate. When the day breaks, I'll take you back to Wales for further treatment. You can choose a place in Wales and I'll build you a big house. You can live there, okay? This way it will be convenient for you to visit me often to see William and Harry."

Looking at Diana who remained silent, Allen clapped her hands and explained, "You are an adult. Our group is different from ordinary people. In our group, nothing is permanent, only interests. You gave birth to William and Harry, so you are a princess. Now... you have hurt their interests, so you are like this. However... because you have William and Harry, you have only lost a little bit. Do you understand?"

Seeing that all the good and bad words had been said, Diana remained silent, and Alan was not angry either, because he was a patient...

"Okay, you take a good rest here, and leave the rest to me. After all, you have the blood of our Hill family flowing in your veins. You have suffered such a great loss this time, and I will not ignore it."

Alan stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly felt a weak force in his hand. Diana's hand was holding his hand tightly and would not let go.

"Alan... don't mess around. I'm already like this. Don't mess around."

"Haha... Don't worry, auntie. I know my limits. But we in the Hill family are not something that anyone can bully. Don't you think so? Let's go!"

Alan exerted a little force on his arm, pulled out his right hand, stood up and walked out of the ward.

…

"Doctor George, have you thought of it?"

Alan walked out of the ward and asked with the same gentle smile, but Dr. George was not calm at all at this time.

Just now when he was standing in the corridor waiting for Alan, he saw with his own eyes the driver who was dragged into the toilet, and then dragged out in a hospital body bag. Although he was far away, he was very sure that the bag contained the driver!

Now... looking at Alan's smile, Dr. George's scalp tingled and his heart beat faster. He was afraid that he wouldn't even have the chance to see his family again, so... he decisively sold out the doctor.

Anyway, their relationship is not that good. They can only be said to know each other, discuss surgical experiences with each other, and hold a few meetings together.

"It's Scona, sir, Scona... He is a doctor at another private hospital, but he is further south, in Portsmouth... That's all I know. I'm not sure if it's him, but judging by his technique, it's very likely to be him!"

"Oh? Portsmouth?" Alan's eyes turned slightly. That's the traditional naval base. Which place has the most people?

Sailor, sailor!

Correspondingly, in these crowded places, where are the most populous people?

The most fallen women have technical skills!

The doctor working over there, damn... he really deserves to be called a gynecological expert. No wonder they choose the surgeon from there, his skills are so good!

…

"Very good, very good." Alan smiled and patted Dr. George on the shoulder. Just a few light pats made Dr. George's face turn even paler.

Calling a bodyguard who was on standby, Allen ordered: "Take Doctor George to rest first, and ask Doctor George to write down what the name of the person just now was."

"Sir, my name is Scona, Scona Oliver..."

"Well, you write down his detailed name, specific address, hospital and his home, anyway, all the information you know about him, and give it to me, can you do it?"

“Yes, yes!”

"Okay, go ahead."

Looking at Dr. George's back, Alan narrowed his eyes...

Now this is getting a little interesting.

…

First, the incident happened two days ago.

And all day yesterday, these doctors and nurses had been here to guard Diana. During this time, some people came, but the identity of this person...

Without asking, Alan already knew who it was.

Today, seeing that Diana's condition had stabilized, her brother, the new Earl Spencer, came here during the day and refused to take her sister home, waiting until the evening...

Alan just received the notice.

This is like a hot potato that has been kicked around and finally landed in his hands.

Is this to let him finish it?

Or silence them?

No one told him... Alan was too lazy to ask now. Since the matter finally came to him, he would solve it in his own way.

Allen snorted coldly with a gloomy face: "Little Stone, come here!"