The White Swallow Was Still Waiting for a Doctor

That's not my father.

Luo looked at the man on the screen and spoke very quickly.

"The age is wrong, and the body type is wrong too."

He is your mother's brother.

The old doctor chimed in.

Luo turned his head to the side.

"You know him?"

I've met him once.

You said there were only three doctors at Flevance Hospital.

He's not at the hospital.

"Then why was he on the White Swallow?"

"Because he was in charge of steering the boat."

The man on the screen walked to the ship's side, holding an old Den Den Mushi in his hand.

"Luo, you should call me uncle."

"Who are you?"

Trafalgar Miiru.

Luo did not respond.

Lami stirred on the bed, Chopper immediately turned to check on him.

"Don't talk for too long, she just woke up."

"I heard my uncle."

Lami's voice came from the respirator.

The person on the other end of the screen paused.

"Lami?"

You're still alive.

You're alive too.

Where is Mom?

The man did not answer.

Lami looked at Luo.

He doesn't want to talk about it.

Luo picked up the Den Den Mushi.

Answer her.

Your mother died on the White Swallow.

Where is Father?

"He's dead too."

How did he die?

"Save them."

Luo tapped his finger on the Den Den Mushi casing.

Whom did they save?

Sixteen children.

Where is the child?

"Bottom."

The old man said, "There are no survivors at the bottom of the boat."

"Not now."

"Yes, it was back then," Miiru said.

Where did you take them?

"Transfer."

"To whom should it be transferred?"

The man looked out of the screen.

You should ask Doflamingo.

Luo looked up.

Doflamingo's laughter came through the communication line.

"Don't try to shift the blame to me, Mr. Miiru. You were the one who sailed the ship, you were the one who handed over the child, and you signed the bills."

Miiru turned the Den Den Mushi towards the cabin.

The wooden board was covered with names.

Some names have swallows drawn next to them, while others only have half a character left.

Lami saw one of the lines and suddenly reached out and grabbed Luo's clothes.

"That."

Which one?

"The very bottom."

Luo followed the direction she was pointing.

The last line has no name, only a number.

17.

That's your bed number.

"Beside."

Luo zoomed in on the image.

There was also a string of small characters engraved after the number seventeen.

[Handover by Trafalgar Miiru]

Miiru said, "I didn't hand over the work."

Your name is on the record.

"Names can be written, ships can sail, and children can be taken away."

Why did you stay?

"Because I found the handover point was incorrect."

What's wrong?

"They don't want the patient, they just want the medical records."

Chopper looked at Vegapunk.

"Another medical record."

Vegapunk quickly retrieved the information.

"If they take away the medical records, they can redefine the cause of the illness, Lami will continue to be labeled as a source of infection."

"This isn't just about tracking down Luo," Sengoku said. "They need to maintain their responsibility towards Flevance."

"Responsibility sells well."

Miiru looked at the screen.

"The miners sell to the government, the government sells to royalty, and royalty sells patients to laboratories. Anyone can get money from a single medical record."

Luo asked, "Where did you hide the medical records?"

"White Swallow".

"Then why didn't the ship leave?"

"Because the person making the handover started it."

A metallic clang echoed from inside the cabin.

Miiru turned and walked inside.

The image shook a few times, then showed a row of iron gates.

There was no one behind the door, only rows of torn bed sheets.

When I returned, sixteen children were missing from the ship.

Where did you go?

"Send Lami."

"You took her to the Transfer Station."

She's still alive.

What about the other children?

"They took them away."

"You didn't chase after them?"

Miiru did not speak.

Luo was holding the Den Den Mushi).

You didn't chase after him.

I can't catch up.

"So you sent Lami here and went back to the ship to die?"

I'm waiting for them to come back.

Lami asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

Sixteen years.

"Is it longer than my brother's?"

Miiru looked at the screen.

"Longer than your brother."

Lami looked down at his hands.

My brother has been looking for me for sixteen years.

Luo did not respond.

Chopper brought over some warm water and moistened her lips with a cotton swab.

"Stop talking."

"I have another question."

"You need to rest after you've finished asking your questions."

"Then I'll ask the last question."

Chopper looked at her.

"You ask."

Lami looked back at the screen.

"Who did you give the child to?"

Miiru's lips moved.

No sound was made.

Doflamingo took the communication device.

It was given to a father.

Luo stared at him.

"Who?"

"You know him."

I know a lot of people.

"That man had a boat, but there was no flag on it, only a black snake."

Vegapunk is searching for ship information.

"The Black Snake Transport Line is a biological materials transfer agency directly under the World Government."

Sengoku said, "This line was dismantled ten years ago."

"It's the name that's being revoked."

Miiru suddenly grabbed the Den Den Mushi.

"They're about to set sail."

In the footage, the water gates of the White Swallow begin to rise.

The sound of flowing water could be heard from the bottom of the boat.

"You guys hold the boat steady," Luo said. "Don't let it drift away."

The boat has no power.

Why was the water gate opened?

Miiru looked down at his feet.

A Den Den Mushi) crawled out from a crack in the wooden board, its shell bearing the symbol of Throne.

[The handover procedure for the White Swallow) has been restored]

[Current on-call doctor, Trafalgar Miiru]

[Successor: Trafalgar Law]

[Please accept the patient and assume full medical responsibility]

Luo reached out and touched the page.

[Refusal to admit the patient is considered abandonment of the patient]

"It's here again," Drake said.

Luo looked at the line of text.

"Transfer all responsibility to me."

Chopper turns around.

"Luo."

"Stop the boat first."

"You know what it will add."

"I know."

The Throne Page continues scrolling.

[Recipient Confirmation]

[Inheritance details: All medical expenses of the seventeen patients]

[Inherited content, losses incurred during the Flevance lockdown]

[Inherited content: Liability for the White Swallow's illegal navigation]

[Inherited content, liability for failed transfer]

Luo pressed the confirmation button.

Lami reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother, don't sign."

I won't sign.

It will make the ship move.

The boat can't leave.

Miiru shouted into the communicator, "Roy, you can't answer!"

"Don't sign it either."

"I've already signed it."

"Then withdraw."

"After the withdrawal, the responsibility will fall on Lami."

She hasn't decided yet.

Chopper shielded Lami's hands under the blanket.

"The patient is currently unable to assume any responsibility."

A red warning light flashed on the Throne Page.

[The patient did not respond immediately]

[Confirmation is made by blood relatives by default]

Luo stared at the line of text.

She just said not to sign it.

[Audio recordings are insufficient to constitute formal confirmation]

"She can answer questions."

[Medical identity verification incomplete]

"Then let's get it certified."

Chopper placed a new medical form on the page.

"Name: Trafalgar Lami; Current conscious state; able to understand questions and express refusal."

The Throne was not accepted.

[The source of this record does not possess the qualifications for Throne authentication]

"I have it," Chopper said.

A line of text appeared on the page.

Please prove you are qualified.

Chopper took out his doctor's credentials.

"I am a doctor."

[Species not registered with the Human Medical Department]

Chopper paused for a moment, stunned.

"It's excluding you," Vegapunk said.

"Then I'll try." The old doctor walked to the screen. "I'm qualified."

[Practitioner Status: Cancelled]

"Reason for cancellation?"

[Unauthorized treatment of patients with infectious diseases]

The old man slammed the medical record folder he was holding onto the table.

Amber Lead Syndrome is not contagious.

[The conclusion reached at the time has not yet been revised.]

Luo pushed the publicly available medical certificate to the center of the page.

"Now correcting."

[Confirmation from a third-party medical institution is required]

Chopper joins the North Blue Hospital, Vegapunk joins the Navy Medical Division, and the Revolutionary Army's doctors also join at the same time.

The three confirmations lit up one by one.

[Patient identity verification successful]

[Please have Lami answer whether he accepts the shift handover.]

Chopper moved the microphone in front of her.

"Lami, listen carefully to the question."

The girl opened her eyes.

"Um."

"Someone wants to entrust the responsibility for the White Swallow ship to your brother, and also the patients to your brother. Are you willing to do that?"

"I don't want to."

The page remains unchanged.

Chopper repeated it.

Lami raised his head, his voice clearer than before.

"I don't want to."

[Patient refuses effective treatment]

[Shift handover procedure suspended]

The water gate of the White Swallow stopped in mid-air.

Luo looked at Miiru.

Now, tell me where the sixteen children were sent.

Just as Miiru was about to answer, a knocking sound came from deep inside the cabin.

Three times.

Two times.

All around.

Then came more voices, merging into one.

Lami turned his face away.

Are they still on the ship?

Miiru looked down at the wooden planks beneath his feet.

That's not a child.

What is that?

"The last handover record they left behind."

The knocking sound rang out again.

This time, all the voices repeated the same number.

17.