Chapter 871: Chapter 871: Arnold’s Eyes Temporarily Regain Sight...
The python didn’t follow, but Mark didn’t slow down.
In this forest, danger could strike at any moment, and he needed to get back to Arnold as soon as possible to quickly use the Ghost-seeing Grass to relieve Arnold’s vision.
The journey that originally took over twenty minutes was shortened to less than ten, as Mark ran back breathlessly to where he had parted ways with Arnold.
Seeing Arnold safely under the big tree, unharmed and free from any attacks, Mark finally relaxed.
He stopped beside Arnold, showing him the Ghost-seeing Grass he held with excitement, "Arnold, look, I found the Ghost-seeing Grass. Your eyes will soon be able to see."
Upon hearing Mark’s footsteps, Arnold, who had been anxiously waiting under the tree, immediately let out a long sigh of relief, "Boss!"
As Mark arrived in front of Arnold and spoke, Arnold couldn’t wait to reach out and touch Mark while anxiously asking, "Boss, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Mark smiled, grabbing Arnold’s reaching hand, "I’m fine, I wasn’t hurt."
Arnold wasn’t doubting Mark’s words, just wanted to reach out and feel for herself.
Only by feeling no blood or new wounds on Mark could Arnold truly be reassured.
So with one hand caught, Arnold instinctively reached out her other hand to touch Mark.
While Mark held the Ghost-seeing Grass in one hand and Arnold’s hand in the other, he couldn’t avoid Arnold’s other hand, which immediately touched him.
Arnold’s small hands roamed over Mark’s body, feeling for any new wounds.
And as Arnold’s small hand landed on him, Mark couldn’t help but tense up his body, causing the Ghost-seeing Grass to fall to the ground.
Mark ignored the Ghost-seeing Grass that had fallen, grabbing Arnold’s wandering hand, his voice slightly hoarse, "Arnold, I’m really okay."
Just recently escaping from Arnold’s grasp, an exasperated Alice Sutton, having witnessed Arnold and Mark’s interaction, immediately sneered, "Ha! Even if you two want to show affection, could you wait until you’re out of this forest? Two grown men behaving like lovers is really quite eye-catching!"
Alice Sutton’s words made Arnold realize, quite belatedly, what she had just done.
Arnold’s cheeks flushed as she quickly withdrew her delicate hands from Mark’s warm, broad palms, "Boss, I... I..."
"It’s okay." Mark looked at Arnold with gentle eyes, "I know you were just too worried."
After speaking, Mark bent down to pick up the Ghost-seeing Grass, "I’ll go find a stone to mash the Ghost-seeing Grass and apply it to you."
"Okay." Arnold nodded.
Mark turned to find a stone.
At that moment, Arnold grabbed Mark’s hand and then quickly let go, "Boss, I had already found a stone earlier when I was fine."
Saying this, Arnold stepped aside to reveal the stone behind her.
Mark smiled, reaching out to ruffle Arnold’s short hair, "How were you so sure I’d find the Ghost-seeing Grass?"
Arnold lowered her face, blushing, muttering, "I just knew."
In truth, Arnold wasn’t sure at all!
She only knew Mark’s character and repeatedly told herself that Mark would definitely return, that he would find the Ghost-seeing Grass and come back!
After mashing the Ghost-seeing Grass, Mark applied it to Arnold’s eyes and carefully bandaged them with a canvas strip.
After doing all this, Mark rested briefly and set off again with Arnold and Alice Sutton to leave the forest.
Once the Ghost-seeing Grass was applied, Arnold’s eyes felt a refreshing sensation.
Then, about an hour after applying the medication, Arnold distinctly felt her swollen eyes starting to subside.
By the time night fell again and the three rested by the campfire, Arnold’s eyes had completely deflated.
Mark held the canvas he had removed from Arnold’s eyes and looked at her deflated eyes, excitedly saying, "Arnold, open your eyes and see if you can see anything."
"Hmm." Arnold nodded and slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing the faint light of night and Mark standing in front of her with a tense expression, Arnold’s eyes immediately became moist, "Boss, I can see."
Mark smiled with relief, wiping away the tears slipping down Arnold’s cheeks, "It’s good you can see, why are you crying?"
The tears didn’t decrease with Mark’s wiping, instead, his wiping seemed to produce more.
The reason was simple: Arnold saw the mottled injuries on Mark’s body, the stubble covering his handsome face, and his overly pale, haggard complexion.
Arnold immediately hugged Mark, choking out, "Boss..."
Mark smiled, gently stroking Arnold’s back, "Why are you crying? Now that you can see, the burden ahead is on you."
Arnold nodded vigorously, "Don’t worry, Boss, we’ll definitely make it out!"
Alice Sutton watched the interaction between Mark and Arnold and mockingly said, "Good thing I don’t have a phone, otherwise I would have recorded this passionate scene, leaving you without a chance to deny it!"
Arnold released Mark, a fierce gaze directed at Alice Sutton, "What? Want me to cut off your tongue?"
Along the way, this person had been annoyingly noisy, frequently making random comments!
Saying this, Arnold indeed approached Alice Sutton with a dagger, holding her jaw, "Once I cut off your tongue, you’ll have to quiet down, right?"
Alice Sutton looked at Mark, "Laurant Foster, aren’t you going to do something? Letting your subordinate abuse me like this?"
Mark laughed coldly, looking at Alice Sutton as he retorted, "If my subordinate wants to cut out your tongue, then let her. Why should I intervene?"
Alice Sutton was infuriated, "You!"
Mark, not wanting to deal with Alice Sutton’s antics, merely advised Arnold, "When you do it, be careful not to end his life."
