On the third day, Jessie accompanied Mark to Uncle Warner's Hospital for a routine examination.
She had thought Uncle Warner would be a much older man, but it turned out to be a young man in his
early thirties.
It turned out that the reason why Mark called him uncle was because Uncle Warner was from an older
family hierarchy.
"Mark, have you ever taken exercise on time?" Warner's face was gloomy. Although he was asking a
question, he said in an affirmative tone. "You don't want to have a solution, do you? Why is the situation
getting worse. If you continue to be like this, you will have to spend the rest of your life on a wheelchair.
"
"It's not up to me."
Mark looked like he didn't care about it at all, which made Warner even more embarrassed.
Warner rebuked in a low voice, "it's not up to you. Is it up to me? Your leg is going to be fine. As long as
you do the exercise on time every day, I am sure you can stand up within a year. But look at you, you
are not making any progress, but even worse. If you continue to be like this, your legs will stiffen. Are
you willing to be a cripple for the rest of your life? "
"There is nothing wrong with being a cripple!"
"You..."
When they were at a stalemate, Mark acted like a child on purpose. Everybody could see that he did it
on purpose.
But why didn't he want his leg to recover?
Warner left the ward angrily. Before he left, Jessie cast a glance at Mark and ran after him.
"Uncle, wait!"
Warner stopped and turned around.
Seeing that, Jessie felt embarrassed and said, "Uncle Warner, Mark is not in a good mood recently.
Just now... I'm so sorry. "
Warner raised his eyebrows, his eyes floating. He said calmly, "it doesn't matter. He has always been
bad tempered and I have already been used to it. But if he doesn't receive the rehabilitation training,
I'm sure that he will never be able to stand up again for the rest of his life. Just let him look out for
himself. "
When Jessie just arrived at the door of the ward, she saw Mark coming out.
Jessie asked curiously, "where are you going?"
"Let's go."
"But Uncle Warner has arranged for you to..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was
interrupted by Mark with a look of disgust on his face. "We are not here for the rehabilitation," he said
"But your legs are more important!" Jessie retorted loudly, "We can go after exercising. Don't you really
care about it? "
She didn't understand why he gave himself up and didn't do well in the rehabilitation training as his leg
could have recovered. Was he really willing to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair?
"My legs are more important? Do you really care about me, Jessie? "
Disdain and dissatisfaction were written all over his face.
If she really cared about him, she wouldn't have asked him to go to Fussen.
Did she really think that he didn't know the content in the message after she deleted it?
When he got up in the morning, he saw her hesitation and uneasiness. He had thought that she cared
about him. However, he didn't expect that she would really want to him to Fussen.
Now she cared about his broken legs!
"You said you wanted to go to the Fussen, didn't you? I have only four hours. If you don't go now, I will
be busy in a few days. " While saying, he turned his wheelchair towards the elevator.
Jessie stood rooted to the ground. Her legs didn't move no matter how hard she tried.
She clenched her fists. Her heart was beating fast.
What would Mark do if he went there?
What would Nelson and blue Leslie do to him?
Would they kill him?
The thought of that car crash and the plane crash worried Jessie.
Her heart was pulled hard by the two men on both sides. While saying, "You can't go there. If we go
there, Mark would die; at the same time, the other said," Don't care about Mark anymore. Your brother
is still waiting for you to save him. Do you want him to be taken to study? ...
Jessie was so hesitant.
She didn't want both her brother and Mark to die. But what should she do?
"Why are you still standing there? Are you going or not?" Hearing the impatient voice of Mark, Jessie
came to his sense and hurried to catch him without thinking too much.
In the narrow elevator, the atmosphere was silent.
Jessie looked at his legs, with her fingers wringing uneasily all the time.
With the sound of "Ding", the elevator door opened. Just when Mark was about to get out, Jessie
suddenly pressed the close button to put it in front of him.
Raising his head, Mark asked in a low voice, "what are you doing?"
"I..." Jessie fixed his eyes on her face and his legs. Thinking of what Nelson had told her, she managed
to persuade herself, "I won't go with you."
"Why not?" Puzzled, Mark asked, "you said this morning that you wanted to go there for a long time.
Why did you change your mind suddenly?"
Hearing that, Jessie felt a pang of guilt.
Although Mark was always cold to her, at least he hadn't done anything to hurt her. If she really took
him there today, if she hurt him again because of her, and even... Then what's the difference between
her and Nelson, and Darren Lin!
"I've told you that your legs are more important than these!"
"That's it?" Hearing that, Mark snorted and said in an indifferent tone, "I know clearly whether my leg is
broken or not. I don't need you to worry about that. But I have to thank you for your kindness. Let's go. I
promised you that I would take you there. I won't break my promise. "
"No way!" Seeing that Mark wanted to open the door, Jessie stopped him again. "No, I don't want to go
there anymore. Even if you don't do the rehabilitation, we won't go there We can go somewhere else. "
Jessie was so nervous that she didn't know how to answer Mark. All she could think of was that "You
can't go there!"
She kept repeating the thought from the bottom of her heart, 'he can't die, he can't be injured, he can't
go...'
With a cold face, Mark pretended not to understand what had happened and even pretended to be
unhappy, although he knew the reason for the sudden change.
Seeing that Mark didn't say a word, Jessie, who had a soft personality, squatted in front of him and
explained softly, "Mark, I know it's not good for me to temporarily change my mind like this, but I really
don't want to go. It's all because of the news I watched last night. It said there was a terrorist attack
over there. I, I am a little scared, so... "
The news was not made up randomly. Not long ago, there was a gunshot incident there. However, it
seemed that there was still a long way to go to where she was going to.
Although he knew it was just her excuse, he was actually pretty happy.
At least, she didn't want to see him die.
He held her head gently, put her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on the head.
He said gently, "you little fool, I'm here. There is nothing to be afraid of. Since you don't want to go,
then don't go. How about I take you to meet my friend? "
"Yes." As long as he didn't go there and guaranteed his safety, Jessie was willing to go anywhere he
took her.
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