Chapter 1101


    The next morning, bright and early, Rosalyn’s entire family headed out together to apany Calvin to


    the hospital for a thorough examination. Other than the injury on his head, the rest of his wounds had


    pretty much healed up. However, resources on the ship were limited. Despite the captain and the first


    mate having heaps of experience, after the check–up, they stumbled upon a concerning issue.


    “It seems like he had a broken arm before, which we didn’t pick up on and didn’t get the right treatment


    for. It healed on its own, and now there are some issues with his left hand’s grip,” the doctor said,


    pointing to a subtle spot on the X–ray.


    Hria covered her mouth, a pained look on her face. Just hearing the doctor say that was enough to


    make her feel the pain.


    “Don’t worry too much, ma’am. We caught it in time, and a small surgery will fix it,” the doctor


    continued. “The bigger issue right now is his vision.”


    The doctor pulled out Calvin’s medical report from hisst annual check–up. He used to work in


    shooting, so he always took great care of his vision. “Is there no chance of recovery?” Rosalyn asked.


    The doctor shook his head and said, “This is due to an infection that urred after long–term


    immersion in seawater without effective treatment… I can only guarantee that his vision won’t continue


    to deteriorate, but as for recovery, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do.”


    Calvin touched his own eyes. “It’s not nearsightedness,” he murmured.


    Back when he was living with the crew, he noticed that his vision would sometimes get blurry. Kieran


    thought he was nearsighted and even took him to get sses. Rosalyn and Hria exchanged a look,


    but all the extreme sports Calvin loved were no longer possible for him.


    Later, a neuro specialist looked at his report and gave some recovery suggestions. But memory was a


    complex thing, and no one could guarantee Calvin would be able to recall his past.


    After a whole day at the hospital, they brought Calvin home only in the evening.


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    Late at night, Rosalyn found Hria crying quietly in the garden.


    “Why are you still up?” Rosalyn asked.


    Hria turned her face, wiped the corner of her eyes, and Rosalyn sat next to her, handing her a tissue.


    Hria nced at her and took the tissue. “I’m fine, just… feeling guilty.”;


    “How old is Calvin this year?” Rosalyn asked.


    Hria paused. “He’ll be 35 this winter.”


    Rosalyn nodded. “You said before that he’s been with you since his teens; that’s almost 20 years, isn’t


    it?”


    “Mm.” Hria nodded “When I first saw him, he was as skinny as a kitten. Who would’ve thought he’d


    grow up to be a tall guy of 1.9 meters and protect me for twenty years?”


    As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.


    Rosalyn gently patted her hand, “Twenty years is a long time; maybe it’s God’s feeling for Calvin,


    wanting him to take a break.”


    Hria paused for a bit, then nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes, that’s probably it; Calvin won’t need to take


    risks anymore.”


    “Mm.” Rosalyn responded, “Calvin had a tough life before, he never thought about love. Now that he


    doesn’t need to take risks, maybe he’ll meet a good partner, get married, and have kids.”


    “If that’s the case, I can finally rest easy in the future!” Hria finally showed a smile and said, “Lynn, I


    still need your help.”


    Rosalynforted her again, saying, “Alright, you should rest properly. Haven’t you noticed you’ve


    been losing a lot of hair these past two years? You should get some sleep.”


    “Nonsense, my hair is still good!”


    Hria touched her silver hair; the two of them exchanged a look and couldn’t help but burst out


    laughing.


    Then,


    Hria sped Rosalyn’s hand tightly..


    “Absolutely!”