Accidental love II novel Chapter 45

At this moment, Janice didn't seem to be peeking at a man eating, but admiring an extraordinary piece of art.

However, this work of art was not perfect. It had "blemishes" which others couldn't accept.

Thinking of this, Janice couldn't help sighing, "Marcus, I think God is too unfair to you! You’re handsome and good-natured, but now you can neither see nor walk."

Marcus raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm telling you a secret. The doctor said that my eyes can be cured. As long as I find a suitable cornea, I can do surgery. Moreover, my legs can also get better as long as I receive long-term physical therapy and massage."

"Really?! That's great!" Janice yelled with excitement. Her black eyes were exceptionally bright.

Marcus smiled unconsciously. A complex look flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

After the excitement passed, Janice reacted. If the solution was feasible, why didn't he try it sooner?

"Then why don't you go to get the cornea?" she asked in surprise.

She always thought that his eyes were the kind of permanent blindness, but it was not at all!

Since he could see the light again by changing the cornea, wasn't it easy for the Clinton family?

"It's not that easy." He said lightly, but his face was solemn, "The difficulty is that the cornea must be removed from the eyes of a living person. Surgery must be performed within five minutes after the procedure, otherwise the cornea will be useless."

"OMG!" she exclaimed.

This operation was so cruel!

Because once his eyes recovered, it meant that another person had to bear the pain of blindness.

Janice pursed her lips. After a long silence, she said solemnly, "You don’t have the heart to use other people's corneas. That's why you look like this, right?"

"Maybe my fate hasn't arrived." He said with emotion.

His words made her reconfirm that he was a kind-hearted person as she thought.

"It doesn't matter. We can wait. From now on, I will help you massage every day to get your legs better soon!" Her eyes were persistent and firm. Her attitude was unusually sincere.

Marcus squinted his eyes, with a slight smile on the corners of his lips. Then he responded softly, "Thank you, Mrs. Clinton."

What he said was like a feather scratching on her heart. Janice was blushed suddenly. She lowered her head and stopped looking at him.

When the two returned home, the night was dark and the sky was like a washed blue-black coarse cloth.