Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 826 Leaving Dragon Island (Part Three)

"Alias has researched out a new type of drug-" said Brian in a flat tone, "-which is beneficial to the recovery of a fracture. Besides, I have gotten in touch with authoritative experts on orthopedics and neurology from America. They must be able to help you if you want to

have a try."

A hint of eagerness flashed through Spark's eyes, but he quickly covered it and said, "I have been like this for more than two years, and I have gotten used to it."

Brian looked deep into his eyes. After a while, he said indifferently, "I believe that every person must be responsible for his own life. I won't say anything more if you insist on that." He then fished out a business card from his pocket and slid it towards Spark on the table as he added, "But if you change your mind, you can contact him any time."

After that, he left his seat and walked towards their original table.

Spark stared at the business card on the table and complex emotions surged in his eyes.

"What did you talk with Spark?" asked Molly as she looked at Spark's gloomy face.

Sparing a casual glance at her, Brian replied in an indifferent tone, "I told him not to go beyond his depth and stick like a limpet to you."

Molly furrowed her eyebrows upon hearing his words. Paying another glance at Spark who was still lowering his head, she spat angrily, "But he..." She eventually failed to finish her words, and she looked away in resentment.

Mark stirred the milky tea in his cup as he observed the looks in his parents' faces. He turned to Eric and asked, "Uncle Eric, it's quite obvious that Papa Brian is fooling Mommy. Why does she still rise to the bait so easily?" "Because she is stupid enough," replied Eric as he sipped at his coffee, "and she never thinks with her brain."

Molly immediately glared at him in exasperation.

Mark burst into giggles, "Look, Mommy! Even Papa Brian is laughing at you!"

Molly looked towards Brian. He slightly lifted one corner of his mouth, and a glimmer of amusement could be seen in his eyes. Slowly, Molly's anger subsided. She observed that faint smile on Brian's usually stone-cold face, and she suddenly wished that time could freeze at that moment.

After a while, the airport broadcast announced the boarding of the flight to Taiwan.

Spark stood up from his seat. He took several steps out before he suddenly stopped in his tracks. After a second or more, he turned around and grabbed the business card from the table which was then put into his pocket.

Half an hour later, Brian, Molly and Eric also boarded their chartered plane. The luxurious surrounding in it made Molly feel that it wouldn't be a long and dull flight.

"Bri..." she called in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Brian tilted his head to look at her.

"You..." Pursing her lips nervously, she asked with worries, "What did you say to Spark at the airport?"

Brian answered honestly this time, "Alias has researched out a drug which will be beneficial to his arm. Aside from that, I have found some authoritative doctors for him. They will help him with his fracture." "Really?" Molly's eyes stared wide open. She wasn't doubtful about Brian's words, but she still felt surprised.

Brian nodded lightly, "The probability of full recovery isn't very high. However, there's still hope if he is willing to have a try."

"Bri..." A touch of gratitude flashed in Molly's eyes, "Thank you!"

"You stupid girl." Brian took her hand and gripped it in his. His low and charming voice flowed into Molly's ears, "I know you have been worrying about his fracture, so I tried to figure out solutions for him." His words warmed Molly up inside. She looked at him with wet eyes, but her lips curled up into a soft smile. She thought to herself, 'Bri, thank you for all that you have done for me!'

*

Sara walked out of the chief editor's office as she put on a sulky expression. She dragged her legs to her desk with frustration written all over her face.

She thought that she could have made a big deal this time. But now, she not only lost the chance of getting the bonus but also needed to pay for the camera if she couldn't get it back from Eric. "Oh, just my luck to have this happen!" she complained with resentment, "Come on, you are the ruler of Dragon Island. Why did you do such an unflattering thing to confiscate my camera?" She let out a deep sigh and wondered whether she should replace Eric again or not. Just at that moment, her phone rang in her pocket. She took it out and answered the call, "Hello. Who's that?" "Miss Xiao, Liam is already in arrear with his hospitalization expenses. Please pay for it as soon as possible," the person at the other end of the call requested in a somewhat polite tone. Sara replied hastily, "Okay, I know it now! I'll transfer money to his account right away."

She hung up the phone and quickly transfered some money to Liam's account over her phone. Staring at the number of her savings, she felt at her wits' end.

*

The sound of the medical apparatus was regular and dull. The person in the bed was as serene as a Sleeping Beauty.

Weston stood at the window and watched the sunset on the horizon with a gloomy look.

"Mr. Peng, Miss Long's condition is quite unsteady. If she doesn't regain her consciousness, she might suffer from an insufficient blood supply in her brain at any second."

The words of Wing's attending doctor echoed in his brain. Furrowing his eyebrows, he closed his eyes and refused to ponder over the fact that Wing might never wake up again.

The rays of the setting sun shone slantwise through the window and on his tall figure. His white T-shirt became golden in the sunlight and he looked like an Apollo from the legends. Suddenly, an uneasy alarm came from the cardiograph.

Weston turned around and went hurriedly to the bed. His face paled when he saw Wing's cardiogram became a straight line. He pressed the call-for-assistance button as he called her name in a trembling voice. "Wing! Wing!"000000