Chapter 1560: 1560. Has the right to know her own physical condition.
She sat in the wheelchair, her slender hand tightly gripping the wheelchair’s armrest, her knuckles appearing very pale due to the exertion.
Elly Campbell was momentarily stunned, the overly calm look in her eyes causing her anxiety.
“Helen, why are you out here?”
She moved forward to push Helen Melendy back into the ward, intentionally avoiding Helen’s gaze.
Helen didn’t respond, and the brief yet deliberate silence in the room made Elly feel exceptionally oppressed.
After a long while, she finally heard Helen’s raspy voice softly calling her, “Elly.”
“Hmm?”
She instinctively raised her eyes to look at Helen.
Seeing her opening her mouth several times, her pale lips so dry, it seemed she wanted to ask something but dared not let the words out.
Helen’s current state made Elly even more concerned.
After another moment, Helen’s trembling voice spoke:
“Are my legs… never going to stand again?”
When she asked this, she tried her best to sound especially calm, but the exertion she put into gripping the wheelchair armrest truly reflected her inner panic and loss.
“No…”
Elly instinctively wanted to deny it but was blocked by Helen’s implacable gaze.
She opened her mouth, but no words to deceive Helen would come out.
“Elly, I have the right to know the truth about my condition.”
Helen stared straight into Elly’s eyes, not allowing her any chance to evade, her tone also sounding particularly calm.
Elly met her gaze, gathering courage that kept coming and going.
She looked at her once proud and self-respecting friend now sitting in the wheelchair with an uncertain future, never had she thought that just speaking a few words would require such strength and courage.
“Elly?”
Helen called her again with her calm voice, though the tone didn’t reveal much urgency, it made Elly feel as if she was being silently urged.
She pressed her lips together, slowly squatting down in front of Helen, placing her hand over Helen’s icy hand resting on the wheelchair’s armrest, realizing just how frighteningly cold her fingers were.
The coldness seeped into her bloodstream through her palm, chilling her to the point she couldn’t help but shiver.
She felt a bit reluctant, but ultimately couldn’t resist, she spoke, “Director Montgomery said…”
She relayed to Helen exactly what Director Montgomery had initially told her without holding back.
As Helen had said, she had the right to know her own physical condition.
If her legs really couldn’t stand again, it was better for her to know sooner and prepare mentally.
This would be easier compared to the blow she’d suffer one day after arduously sitting through rehabilitation training, only to find out she’d forever be unable to stand.
Helen listened and showed no intense reaction.
Perhaps Leanne Richards had previously informed her, so she’d already mentally prepared, which is why she appeared so calm now.
Or maybe the blow was so severe that she simply didn’t know how to react.
This overly abnormal calmness only deepened Elly’s worry, as she carefully tightened her grip on Helen’s hand and softly called, “Helen?”
Helen looked up at her, her lovely pupils now appearing somewhat vacant.
After a long time, Helen finally said, “Elly, accompany me outside for a walk.”
Elly paused for a moment, then nodded, “Okay.”