Chapter 52 Doctor "Johnny..." Mary is worried...
"Johnny..."
Mary looked at the handsome boy in the wheelchair in front of her with concern, and said in a low voice with some uncertainty: "So... am I really leaving?"
"Yeah, it's okay. You don't have to worry about me. Go ahead." Compared to the past, Johnny is now frank. Mary is not used to it. "Compared to you, I am safe now. You should finish your work as soon as possible and go home."
He said something that Mary didn't quite understand: "This time, it's my turn to wait for you."
"It's my turn... to wait for you?" Mary repeated Johnny's words awkwardly. The confusion in her eyes made Johnny sigh in his heart.
He gently grasped Mary's right wrist with his hands on both sides of the wheelchair, and slid his fingertips lightly over her blue veins, as if stroking the other person's life veins.
Mary is a lovely fool who easily forgets the unbearable past, but Johnny does not allow himself to forget. He wants to pay it back in his own way. For himself, for the indifference and arrogance of the past, and for his and Mary's future.
The blond boy kissed the fingertips of the woman in front of him devoutly, leaving blue marks on them like a bird pecking at food.
Mary looked at the blue, not knowing whether to associate it with the sky, the sea beside her, or Johnny's wet eyes.
"My lord, it's time to go." Blackmoa said to Mary while standing on the boat. Mary also knew that she couldn't delay any longer. She pulled out her wrist apologetically, feeling uncomfortable with a tightness in her chest.
"Go ahead." Johnny's cherry pink lips curled into a gentle smile, his wheelchair moved back a step, and he waved to Mary.
Mary took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and ran towards Johnny, kissing him on the cheek.
"I will definitely come back on time this time, Johnny." Mary whispered, then turned around and walked forward firmly.
She didn't dare look back, for she was afraid that after seeing Johnny crying, she would feel soft-hearted and not want to leave.
But contrary to what she imagined, Johnny did not cry, but just stared at her back quietly.
Perhaps during those months, Mary could only look at herself like this.
Perhaps Mary had forgiven herself for what she had done then, but Johnny himself could not. He hated and even despised that time. If he could go back in time, he would just want to punch that smug face hard.
If he did not atone for his sins and learn to wait for Mary, he felt that he would not be able to get over this hurdle and express his true feelings to Mary.
"Goodbye," Johnny muttered to himself as he looked at the departing ship. "I'll be here to pick you up in three months. Let's go home together."
Mary on the boat asked Blackmoya to change his words: "Now we are going out as brother and sister. You can either call me sister or Mary."
"...I'm sorry, I was too careless... Please forgive me..." The other party's voice was as slow as before. Looking at Blackmoya in front of her, who was wearing an ordinary shirt and had short hair, Mary felt that it was a bit outrageous.
Every time Blackmoya from the parallel world saw her at first, he was quite indifferent, but as long as Fani Valentine pulled him aside and whispered a few words, he would immediately respect her very much, even to the point that Mary felt a little burdened by his respect.
I don’t know what kind of magic potion Fani gave this guy... He is really good at it.
"It's the same as always. You'll be responsible for collecting and integrating the information, and I'll be responsible for implementation," Mary said. "If you don't have any questions, I'll go and rest."
"No... you... you should have a good rest." Blackmoya shook his head. "During the time on the ship, I will... try to change my little habits... and strive to be more like your brother..."
"Okay." Mary turned and left, returned to her room, and began to think about what happened yesterday.
First, Manden Tim took Lilith away, and he needed to help the other party to make a deal. Mary hoped that this time, the poor girl would have a safe journey and could return to her homeland as soon as possible.
Diego handed her the 100,000 yuan in full without delaying her salary, which made her very satisfied.
She had wanted to leave with him in the car, but the horse wouldn't fit in. He couldn't leave his beloved horse, Silver Bullet, behind, so he had to say goodbye to Mary for the time being.
Fani Valentine knew Diego must have cursed himself a thousand times in his heart, but what did it have to do with him? The number of people who loved him was directly proportional to the number of people who hated him. If he didn't have this kind of psychological quality, then he shouldn't be president.
Because the president did not ride in the same car with them, the return trip was quite comfortable and pleasant. When Mary and Johnny returned home, it was already late at night.
Mary had been through a series of things and was rarely sleepy, but Johnny was full of energy.
He seemed to have wanted to say something to her, but he never said it.
Finally, the two said good night to each other, and yesterday ended completely in their dreams. Then now she lay in bed, listening to the sound of the sea.
Because this was a confidential mission, there were only two people on the ship besides the captain, Mary and Blackmoya.
There were no entertainment facilities or delicious food on the ship, so the two could only stare blankly in their rooms, killing time in boredom.
When they finally reached their destination, they were like two wild animals released into the wild, and they ran away as soon as they landed.
The captain looked at their figures riding away in the dust, sighed in his heart, and called them young people. He then slowly smoked a cigarette on the boat.
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Mary rubbed her brows tiredly, unable to tell how many times her hopes had been dashed.
Blackmoya said hesitantly beside him, "Mary... Madam...it's my fault for not doing a good job of investigation..."
"How could this be your fault? You're already very capable." Mary sighed and walked out of the cave. "We were just following Fani's clues. If he made a mistake, what's it got to do with us?"
This was Mary and Blackmore's second month in Italy, and also their second fruitless month.
Blackmoa and Mary are people with extremely high execution abilities, which is why they have always been partners.
Almost from the moment he got off the ship, Blackmoa began collecting intelligence.
If it weren't for him, Mary would never have thought that there were so many caves in Italy. They explored mountain after mountain like savages, visiting all the suspicious caves, but still found nothing.
Seeing Blackmoya biting his lower lip and not saying anything, Mary knew that this guy was anxious again, but she didn't know how to comfort people, so she could only say dryly: "We will rest for three days, and you go back to see the doctor."
Compared to Mary's cheating recovery ability, Blackmoa's situation is much worse.
No matter how hard he tried to defend himself, there were still many marks of poisonous insect bites on his body, as well as many sprains and injuries from falls. Even his pale face was covered with bruises, and he looked really pitiful.
"But...the mission..."
"You don't listen to me?"
"……yes……"
Seeing Blackmoa limping after her, Mary sighed silently and picked him up regardless of his resistance.
She had mixed feelings about this guy. As long as he was away from the president, he would follow Mary's lead and obey her orders 100%. But as soon as he met the president, he would be his most useful dog, ready to bar his fangs at Mary and help her do evil.
So Mary also figured out a corresponding countermeasure. As long as Blackmoya obeyed, she would treat him well. But if he didn't obey, she would attack him without hesitation.
Based on the intelligence, Mary chose the best hospital in Naples. As a result, there were too many people inside, and the noise gave Mary a headache.
After finding out about the hospital's rules and procedures, Mary followed the crowd to get a number.
After finally getting a wrinkled number, she and Blackmoya sat on the ground and began a long wait. When the sky was dyed red by the setting sun, they finally saw the so-called doctor.
The other person wrapped himself tightly, with a white headscarf on his head and a large mask covering his mouth. All that could be seen was a pair of very bright and large green eyes.
"Please sit down." He gestured for the patient to sit down, and Blackmoya obeyed quietly.
"What's your problem?"
Mary spoke up for Blackmoya: "He has some minor injuries, but otherwise there's nothing wrong with him."
Although Blackmoa was trained to understand Italian, his accent was thick, so it was usually Mary who spoke when she interacted with people.
The man waved his hand and said, "You've made the wrong appointment. This isn't my responsibility. I treat colds and other illnesses here."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you mean it literally?" The other party didn't seem to be in the mood to continue the conversation, but was ready to greet the next patient.
Mary kicked the door shut, her tone dropping to freezing. "When we spoke to your nurse about how to get medical treatment, he personally told us to contact you—Dr. Jeroboam Zeppelin."
She stepped forward, staring down at Jello. "Are we going to waste our time because of your mistake? We've already been waiting here for five hours!" If they hadn't wanted to hide their identities, Mary would have wanted to make a scene. "We're off duty in half an hour. Are we going to have to wait here for another five hours tomorrow?"
The other person frowned and tutted impatiently: "Sister, you are very angry." He turned the pen in his hand irritably, and with his other hand he hooked his finger at Mary, motioning her to lower her head.
After Mary did as she was told, she heard the other person whisper in her ear, "We'll meet at the restaurant next to the hospital at six o'clock in the evening. I'll see your husband then."
After he finished speaking, he immediately called for the next patient to come in.
The person behind couldn't wait to rush in, and didn't forget to glare at Mary fiercely.
Mary didn't care about such a trivial matter, but helped Blackmoya up and walked outside.
Although she knew that the other party was probably just being perfunctory, Mary still waited for someone in the restaurant as agreed, and had dinner with Blackmoya.
When the watch showed 6:30, Mary spun the knife in her hand, but Blackmoya held it down. He shook his head at Mary and whispered, "It's not worth it..."
"Sorry, I'm having trouble." A man suddenly sat down next to Mary, his long, gorgeous blond hair almost hitting her in the face. A faint scent of sweat and disinfectant mixed together, and the man casually greeted Blackmoya, "Brother, are you all right?"
Without waiting for Blackmoya to reply, he waved to the waiter again: "Old rules, please serve the food quickly, I'm really starving."
Noticing Mary's gaze, the man grinned at her, and his glittering gold teeth dazzled Mary's eyes.
This guy... is... Jeroboam Zeppelin? ?
Mary couldn't connect this burly and bold man with the cold and quiet doctor in the hospital.
The food came up quickly and Jero Zeppeli began to eat it in big mouthfuls. He looked really hungry and ate three times faster than an ordinary person.
He finished a full bowl of pasta in just five bites, and then he started chugging beer.
Mary and Blackmoa looked at each other silently, both of them questioning Jero Zeppeli's medical skills.
"Huh, I'm finally alive." Jello put down his beer and wiped his mouth contentedly.
He stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see a doctor."
?
"Didn't you say you wanted to see the doctor in the restaurant?" Mary said.
Jero Zeppelin spread his hands and said, "Sister, have you ever seen a doctor treating patients in a restaurant?"
"and you……"
"Let's talk while we walk. I have other things to do tonight and don't have time to delay any longer." Jero Zeppelin took a long step forward and began to explain after he walked out of the restaurant.
"If it weren't for the hospital's mistake, I wouldn't have been able to leave work to see you." He stretched his muscles. After sitting on the bench all day, he felt uncomfortable everywhere. "Just think about it, with so many patients every day, if they all begged to see us after get off work, we would never be able to leave work in our lifetime."
"so?"
"You still don't understand?" Jeroboam laughed, as if mocking Mary's stupidity. "That's why I have to come here secretly to give you special treatment. No one else can see me."
He sneaked into the hospital and took them to a room on the first floor.
When he put on his gloves, his carefree demeanor immediately disappeared and his expression became serious.
He seems to have a button on his body that can switch his personality by pressing it.
"Okay, let's get started."
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