Chapter 877: Chapter 877: For You, She Nearly Lost Her Life...
"My cousin, Zoe Thompson." After answering Silas’s question, Mark casually asked, "What’s up?"
Silas laughed awkwardly. "Nothing, just asked offhand."
Hearing what Silas said, Mark didn’t think much of it.
He looked at Silas and inquired, "Silas, any news about Arnold? How is she now? Her eyes are completely better, right?"
Silas shook his head and replied as usual, "I don’t know."
After speaking, Silas looked at Mark again and said, asking for Mark’s opinion, "Boss, if you want to know, should I go and ask the chief?"
Mark looked at Silas, "Do you dare?"
"Heh heh." Silas laughed, scratching his head. "Although I’m a bit scared, if the boss needs it, I’d have to go even if I’m scared!"
"No need, I was just asking casually." After that, Mark closed his eyes and started to rest.
Silas looked at Mark lying there with his eyes closed, very skeptical of Mark’s so-called casual question. After all, hasn’t the boss asked this ’casual’ question too many times?
With his eyes closed, Mark again saw the image of Arnold in his mind.
He clearly remembered Arnold’s swollen eyes, unable to see, remembered every moment spent together before he fell unconscious, and every scar left on Arnold’s body.
Half a month had passed, and although there was no news of Arnold, Mark thought that since his injuries were mostly healed, Arnold’s injuries surely must have healed too, right?
And Arnold’s eyes, now that there was the antidote, they must have been completely cured, right?
Time flies like an arrow; a white horse crosses a gap!
Quickly, Mark spent another five days in the hospital room.
During those five days, Mark watched the sunrise and sunset every day, still involuntarily thinking of Arnold, involuntarily asking, "Arnold, you must be okay, right?"
After staying in the hospital for twenty days, Mark’s injuries had healed and he was finally discharged.
After leaving the hospital, Mark reported to his unit.
But upon entering the unit, Mark had nothing to do and was even told he could go home for vacation.
Initially, considering Mark had again made significant achievements and had just been seriously injured and discharged, the leaders unanimously decided to give Mark two months of vacation time.
However, given the special nature of Mark’s work, even if vacation was given, it could be canceled at any time if there were temporary assignments.
After receiving the order, Mark did not leave the unit immediately.
Before taking a vacation at home, Mark still wanted to see Arnold and find out how she was doing, and if everything was as he thought, all good?
So Mark went to the chief’s office and knocked respectfully, "Chief!"
Sebastian Moore swept his authoritative dark eyes towards Mark and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
Mark walked in, stopped opposite Sebastian, and saluted sharply.
Sebastian’s sharp eyes, like those of a night-time eagle, looked cold and displeased at Mark, "What is it? Do you have something to say?"
"Yes!" Mark replied firmly, looking at Sebastian and said, "I want to see Arnold!"
"Humph!" Sebastian snorted coldly, standing up from his chair.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, cold and displeased, looking straight at Mark for a long while before asking coldly, "See Monica? What for?"
Mark looked at Sebastian, "Reporting to the chief, Arnold is my deputy and a comrade who went through life and death with me. I’m concerned about her..."
"Ha! You care about her?" Sebastian’s cold eyes looked at Mark, speaking coldly, "Laurant Foster, do you know how miserable you’ve made Monica?"
Talking about this made Sebastian infuriated.
He glared at Mark, not even asking Mark to lower his salute, and just continued speaking.
"Monica is my only daughter, raised in our palm since she was little. She originally could have a free and easy youth, being a carefree little princess of the Moore family. But for you, she abandoned that comfortable life, disguised as a man to join the army."
"Over the years, she’s endured all kinds of hardships, finally getting close to you, becoming your most capable soldier, your deputy."
Sebastian got more and more infuriated as he spoke, "Laurant Foster, Monica’s feelings for you, I don’t need to spell them out, do I? But what did you do? You only regard her as your soldier, your deputy!"
"For you, she almost lost her life several times, and now she’s even blind. Since you’ve already said you won’t marry her, why do you want to see her now?"
Sebastian disregarded the image of a chief, grabbing Mark by the collar, "Do you want her to never be able to give up, so she can only hang herself on your crooked tree?"
Mark was shocked.
What did the chief just say?
Arnold is blind!
Mark looked at Sebastian, anxiously inquiring, "Chief, didn’t Arnold’s eyes get better when in the jungle? What exactly is going on? Didn’t Alice Sutton have the antidote?"
"Humph!" Sebastian angrily snorted, "What does it matter to you whether she’s better or not? Arnold is no longer your comrade, your deputy, so why do you care about her?"
Mark: "I..."
Not hearing the answer he wanted, Sebastian’s fury grew, "I what? Now get out!"
Mark stood still, "Chief..."
"Get out! Now, immediately!" Sebastian interrupted Mark with a roar, then coldly warned, "Listen, from now on, you are not allowed to see Monica!"
With no other choice, Mark had to turn around and leave.
Thinking that Arnold’s eyes weren’t healed, Mark’s heart twisted in agonizing pain.
What’s going on?
Why aren’t Arnold’s eyes healed?
Even if the Ghost-seeing Grass only provided temporary relief, wasn’t there an antidote at Alice Sutton’s place?
Could it be... Alice Sutton was lying at that time?
Or was there some unforeseen event?
Actually, twenty days ago, a helicopter carrying Sebastian Moore directly arrived at the military district hospital.
Having already received notice, the doctors waiting there immediately escorted the severely injured Mark and Arnold into different operating rooms for simultaneous surgery.
A confidential secretary was watching over Mark’s side.
And naturally, Sebastian personally watched over Arnold’s side.
Compared to Mark, Arnold’s injuries weren’t too severe, and an hour later, Mullen, the doctor attending to Arnold, came out.
Mullen, a doctor at the military district hospital, was also currently the best doctor in M Country.
Upon seeing Sebastian, Mullen immediately saluted, "Chief!"
"Mhm." Sebastian nodded, looked at Mullen, and inquired, "How is Monica..."
