Edith saw signs of him loosening up, and once again pulled out her rehabilitation therapist qualification certificate, as well as a bunch of other certificates, and handed them to Ryan, âIâve helped people with paralyzed legs stand up again before, and I believe that if youâre willing to cooperate, I can help you too. But just one thing, we almost got married before, so I hope you wonât feel too awkward when weâre together.â
If she hadnât mentioned it, Ryan wouldnât have remembered this at all. âThat was a decision made by our elders, it has nothing to do with me.â
He would never get married in his lifetime. Even if he cured his legs and depression, he would only stay in the capital city and occasionally pay attention to Amelia. That would be enough for his whole life.
Edith didnât care who he would marry or not marry. âSince youâve agreed, remember to call me when youâre ready to treat your legs.â
She took out a business card and handed it to Ryan.
Ryan originally didnât want to get treatment. After all, he had gotten used to it. But Edith was right. If he cared about Amelia, he shouldnât let her feel guilty for his disabled legs and depression. âI need surgery, but it might not happen so soon.â
Edith waved her hand nonchalantly. âCall me when youâre ready. Goodbye.â
Ryan stopped her. âHow much will it cost?â
Edith had wanted to say it was pro bono, just a favor, no need for payment. But she was afraid he wouldnât accept, so she changed her tune. âOne million, can Mr. Collins afford it?â
Other rehabilitation therapists would charge at most a few hundred thousand. Edith deliberately raised the price so that Ryan would more easily accept her help without guilt.
Not understanding Edithâs intentions, Ryan found the number one million to be highly ironic. His face turned pale. âI can afford it.â
Nowadays, of course he could afford it.
Seeing that he agreed, Edith turned around directly.
After staying in place for a while, Ryan turned his wheelchair back to the living room. He probably wanted to say hello to him. Amelia hadnât left yet.
âRyan, weâll go back today and come see you another day.â
After nodding, Ryanâs lips curved into a faint smile.
âAmelia, Iâm going to have surgery abroad next, so I wonât be in the capital city for the next few months.
You donât have to come see me.â
Zoey, who was waiting nearby, looked at Ryan thoughtfully.
The experts clearly said that the surgery could be done domestically, but he insisted on going abroad.
What does that mean?
âThatâs what the experts said, that leg surgery needs to be done abroad?â
âYes.â