Chapter 61 Rest and Recuperation Jero’s hands were unexpectedly soft, just like…
Jero's hand was unexpectedly soft, completely at odds with his appearance. Mary hesitated for a second between loosening her grip and tightening it, then resolutely chose the former. "Let's get out of here," she said, her tone calmer, less furious than before.
Except for Dorothy and Jero, everyone else was sucked dry by Kaz, lying on the ground with skin sticking to their bones, looking extremely horrifying.
Dorothy kicked one of the guards lying across the stairwell in disgust. "These guys are the same bastard as that bastard. They've done a lot of bad things. They deserve what they've gotten themselves into."
Mary touched Dorothy's head and helped Jero, whose mouth was bleeding, upstairs. He was in very bad condition and would probably need a month to recuperate.
As Jero moved, he occasionally let out a short, hurt animal whimper, but he would quickly mask it, stretching the sound out or turning it into a crisp whistle. Mary looked at the bright red mark on his neck where she had pinched him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Do you want me to carry you up?"
"Ah...? No no no no no." Jello shook his head frantically, his beautiful hair scraping against Mary's cheek, making it slippery and itchy. "This little injury is nothing."
After getting to know the person, Jello started swearing.
"Oh." Since the doctor himself said he was fine, Mary didn't need to waste any more effort. However... feeling his heartbeat quicken, she suspected Jello was nervous.
Was she nervous because of shyness or because of fear? Mary thought the latter was most likely.
Thinking of this, she touched Jero's head abnormally and said gently, "Good boy, then hold on a little longer. Come on."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mary heard Jello's heart begin to beat wildly, and the frequency of his chest vibration was visible to the naked eye.
He should be okay, right?
Mary pulled her hand back stiffly, feeling that she had completely messed up this friendship that had no future.
But she still didn't think she had done anything wrong. After all, if it weren't for her extraordinary physical fitness, Jero and Dorothy would have been lying in the dark underground, sleeping forever.
Mary no longer paid much attention to Jello's mood, and used her free hand to hold Dorothy, who was walking cautiously in the dark. The three of them walked side by side along the rock wall, slowly moving up.
When the three of them supported each other and walked down the stairs and reached the basement, the door had been violently opened and the purple-haired demon man disappeared without a trace.
Although Jello was prepared for this, he still felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
They stayed underground for nearly three hours. Now the hospital was closed and there was no one else in the entire hospital except a few nurses on night shift.
The hospital is extremely noisy during the day, with people crowding the place so tightly that you have to be careful not to step on strangers' insteps when walking.
At night, Mary discovered that the hospital built by Jero Zeppelin was much larger than an ordinary hospital. The smell of disinfectant combined with the gloomy night made her feel uneasy for no reason.
Dorothy and Mary couldn't help but cling even tighter than before, and Jello felt right at home here. He released Mary's arm and began to wander around, quickly fetching various medicines, gauze, and splints from different rooms.
"Jero!"
The sudden shout made the three of them look back, and saw a very beautiful woman running towards them breathlessly. When she saw the blood at the corner of Jello's mouth and his pale cheeks, her face was filled with fear.
"What the hell is going on?!" The woman strode over, her forehead covered in sweat. "No wonder your father called me over here."
Jero subconsciously straightened his back. Even though the pain in his ribs was excruciating, he managed a nonchalant expression. "Mother, you don't have to come here just because of me. Walking at night is inherently unsafe. What if something happens to you?"
"Don't act like nothing happened to me. I know you're hurt." Jero's mother hit Jero on the head in anger. "From childhood, you've always acted like this when something happened. I haven't seen your acting skills improve in all these years."
She nodded to Dorothy and Mary as a greeting and walked forward: "Come with me to the ward for a thorough check-up." She tied her hair as she walked, and her every move was indescribably neat.
Jero followed his mother, a look of nervousness on his face. "Where's Dad? Why didn't he stay here himself, but asked you to come here specifically?"
Jero's mother was putting on medical gloves, her face masked and expression unclear: "You know, your father always keeps everything to himself. Not to mention you, even I often don't know what he's thinking." She gestured for Jero to lie down: "Your father was not in a good mood when he came back today. He didn't eat dinner right away, but went back to his room to be alone for a while. After he came out, he told me something happened to you and asked me to come to the hospital. I thought he would come with me, but he left after he finished speaking."
Where is father doing?
Jero lay exhausted on the hospital bed, letting his mother examine him. His mind was still thinking about the tree deep underground and the guy who looked like a human but was actually far superior to humans.
Why... were these things underneath my own hospital? How long had they been buried there?
"Mom..." Do you know this? Do you think my father knows this?
Jello wanted to ask, but couldn't.
The mother didn't know that Jello's emotions were turbulent. She checked the wounds on her son's body and finally found that the situation was not optimistic and was more serious than she had imagined.
"How did you get yourself into this state, kid?!" Jero's mother was incredulous. "Three of your ribs on the right side are broken! Were you hit by a buffalo when you went out?"
Jero found this funny and showed off his big gold teeth, but accidentally pulled the wound, making him grimace in pain. "Yes, I was knocked away by a super powerful guy. I will never forget this experience."
"You're crazy, kid! Don't you know you can't move after your ribs are broken? You should stay where you are and let the people around you find a doctor or nurse, and let the professionals carry you away on a stretcher."
"Don't forget that your son is also an excellent doctor. I have a clear judgment of my own body's condition." Jello grinned and handed the medicine in his hand to his mother: "Look, I got it right."
The mother knew her son was a tough kid, having broken his leg while riding before. She thought he would give up horse racing, but he still used two braces to take care of his horse every day.
When his mother thought of how Jero walked vigorously with the help of a brace every day, even faster than usual, she couldn't help laughing.
Her son was a very strong man and she was proud of him.
"It's truly a blessing in disguise. Although your injuries are serious, you don't need surgery yet. With your ability to recover, you should be well in a month. During this time, you can rest assured and recuperate in the inpatient department." The mother removed the mask that was restricting her breathing, her expression relaxed. "I'll get you some water and medicine. Just stay here."
Only then did Jello realize that his throat was extremely dry and he nodded quickly.
Jero's mother pushed open the door and saw Dorothy, who looked dazed. She patted the little girl's shoulder soothingly and said, "Child, are you Jero's friend? Don't worry too much. Although his injury is serious, it's not fatal. He will be fine after resting for a while."
"Yeah," Dorothy nodded. The relief of surviving the disaster and the fear of the future overwhelmed her. She was so confused that she didn't know what to do. Looking at the gentle woman, she could only respond reluctantly.
"Where is the other little girl?" Jello's mother looked around and asked curiously.
"Uh...she went to the bathroom and will be back soon, ma'am." Dorothy said dryly. She actually didn't know what Mary was doing. She turned around and disappeared, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
She knew it was wrong to rely on Mary and that only she could be responsible for herself, but she was afraid that Mary would never come back and they would never see each other again in this life.
Jello's mother didn't suspect anything and hurried to get two glasses of water. When she came back, she handed them to Dorothy, who looked like a ghost, and went back to supervise her son taking the medicine.
Bitter medicine always brings a sense of security that one will recover. After taking the medicine obediently, Jero said to his mother, "Mom, you should go back quickly. Those guys are going to cause a big fuss if no one is watching them."
As the eldest son in the family, Jello knew very well that his younger brothers and sisters were all good at making trouble. He didn't know how this quiet couple gave birth to so many noisy children.
"Well, it's really late now. I have to go back quickly." Jello's mother knew Jello's temperament very well. Although he seemed unreliable, he was actually very reliable. Besides, he was an adult, so there was naturally no need for her to stay here to take care of him all night.
Holding the homemade pepper spray in her pocket, the mother cheered herself up in her heart, and muttered to herself that the security in Naples was so bad that it was a headache, and it didn't seem like this country could survive in the long run.
Jero had no idea that his mother was thinking some outrageous thoughts in her mind. He just lay tiredly on the bed, feeling drowsy from the medicine.
Dorothy approached cautiously and asked Jello, "Do you know where Mary went?"
"Huh?" Jero realized that Mary was gone. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Is that little girl a mole that can dig holes? She just turned around and disappeared?"
"Don't get up! This illness requires rest!" Dorothy quickly stopped Jero from getting out of bed. "I'm just asking casually. Don't worry. Mary didn't say she wouldn't come back. We just need to wait a little longer."
Jello thought this made sense, so he lay down on the bed and wondered where Mary would go.
Mary didn't go far. She was in the inpatient department asking Blackmoya: "Did you notice anything today?"
"Sir... forgive my incompetence... I've been in the inpatient department today and haven't heard any useful news..." He spoke softly, looking extremely guilty. Although he was American, Mary always felt that he resembled a Japanese general, and she always felt that he would commit seppuku at any moment due to his lack of ability.
Even Blackmoa, who had the strongest reconnaissance ability, knew nothing about what happened today. Mary breathed a sigh of relief.
It is better not to let this kind of supernatural creature suddenly appear in the public eye, otherwise it will cause a lot of unnecessary panic.
Mary took a breath and said to Blackmoa, "Fani Valentine is right. There really is a Pillar Man here. I found his trace underground today, but unfortunately he escaped. I need you to help me find him."
"It's my honor..." Blackmoya stood up and stretched his muscles. He had recovered and was ready to fight. "I will definitely...find that guy's tail..."
"Well, if you find out what's going on, don't act rashly. Come to me right away." Mary patted Blackmoya's shoulder, not wanting him to die in a foreign land. "I'll take care of the rest."
"yes……"
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When Mary returned to Dorothy and Jello, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing them so nervous after surviving the ordeal, Mary couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong with you?"
Jero was the first to attack: "You guy, at least tell us before you left. Why did you suddenly disappear?" He lay on the bed, grinning unconsciously, looking like a leopard cat.
Dorothy also tugged at Mary's sleeve. "Next time, if you have something to say, please tell me. You don't have to tell me the reason, just say you're leaving... That way, I can say goodbye to you."
When Jello heard Dorothy's words, his expression suddenly froze. He remembered that Mary had said that he didn't belong here and would leave soon.
Leave...
Jello bit his lower lip, suddenly not wanting to continue. He tilted his head to check Mary's expression, only to find that she had her back to him, looking at Dorothy.
Mary nodded and responded, "Yes, I understand."
These few words brought a smile to Dorothy's face, and her honey-colored pupils became sticky and moist with joy, which made Mary think of amber melted by the sun.
She said gently, "Mary, I feel relieved with your words."
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