Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

The three of them moved forward, and as the ice and snow had not completely melted, the journey was full of bumps and difficulties, especially for Jane.

“If I had known, I should have let Patrick use the helicopter to bring us here,” Nana complained.

Instead of letting Candice cling to Patrick, it would have been better to have him bring them to find Dr. Newton.

After all, the purpose of finding Dr. Newton was to save Old Pansy.

Patrick had a responsibility to bring them here.

Jane’s face stiffened. She looked around with a furrowed brow, “We should be close by.”

“Are you sure?” Nana questioned, puzzled. “Everywhere is covered in snow, desolate, and it doesn’t look like there’s any sign of human activity.”

“According to what Megan said, it should be around here,” Jane paused her steps.

Osborn, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke in a deep voice, pointing ahead, “Jane, is this the place?”

Following Osborn’s indication, not far behind a dense forest, a small cabin faintly appeared.

Passing through the forest revealed a hidden paradise on the other side.

“It should be right here!” Jane’s tone carried excitement.

Approaching, she knocked on the door, “Is anyone there?”

No response.

“Could we be mistaken? Is this the wrong place?” Nana asked worriedly.

Jane’s face darkened, but she persisted in knocking on the door, raising her voice, “Anyone? Uncle Newton, are you in there?”

After a while, the wooden door creaked open, revealing a middle-aged man with graying hair in Jane’s line of sight.

Sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a full face of sideburns, vaguely resembling the image of Uncle Newton in Jane’s memory, just much older.

It was him!

Truly Uncle Newton!

Old Pansy could be saved!

Jane spoke with some excitement, “Uncle Newton, do you still recognize me?”

“Are you Bernice?” Rory Newton squinted in shock, staring closely at Jane at the doorway, muttering with an excited expression, “Bernice, Bernice…”

Bernice?

Who was that?

Jane was stunned, “Uncle Newton, don’t you recognize me? I’m Jane.”

“Jane?” Rory snapped back to reality, disappointment flickering in his eyes. He said lightly, “So, it’s you.”

“Yes, Uncle Newton, do you remember me? When I was a child and seriously ill, you saved me, and later you taught me medical skills.” Jane spoke urgently, fearing that Rory might have forgotten her.

Rory nodded, examining Jane from head to toe. His tone carried a hint of emotion, “You’ve grown so much. Come in, and let’s talk.”

Relieved that Rory still recognized her, Jane turned to Nana and Osborn, saying, “Wait for me outside. I know Uncle Newton doesn’t like meeting strangers.”

Entering the small cabin, Rory slammed the door shut with a bang.

“Take a seat,” Rory pointed to a wooden stool in the room. “How did you know I was here?”

Following his words, Jane sat down and straightforwardly said, “Uncle Newton, I came to ask for your help with something.”

“To ask me to treat an illness?” Rory guessed Jane’s intention but flatly refused, “Go back. I won’t leave this place.”

Jane pleaded urgently, “Uncle Newton, I know my request is abrupt, but Mr. Pansy’s life is at stake, and only you can save him. Can you please help me?”

“Mr. Pansy? Are you referring to the Mr. Pansy from Pansy Group?” Rory furrowed his brow.

“Yes, Mr. Pansy. He and my grandfather were close friends. Uncle Newton, please, for the sake of my grandfather, save Mr. Pansy. Can you?” Jane grabbed Rory’s arm, pleading earnestly.

After all, Old Pansy’s illness was also her responsibility. If Uncle Newton didn’t agree, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Feeling Jane’s warmth on his arm, Rory’s thoughts drifted away.

“Rory, save him, please, save him…”

Back then, Bernice had also held his arm, begging him to save her beloved.

Looking at the face in front of him, so similar to Bernice’s, Rory sighed lightly. After contemplating for a moment, he finally nodded.

“Uncle Newton, you agreed?” Jane felt a wave of relief.

“Yes,” Rory replied indifferently.

“Thank you, Uncle Newton.” Jane’s heart finally let go of a heavy burden.

A smile appeared on her lips. “Can we head to Guavo as soon as possible?”

Now that Uncle Newton had been found, the sooner they reached Guavo, the sooner Old Pansy could wake up.

“I’ll get ready.” Rory stood up, took a wooden box from inside the room, and slung it over his shoulder.

Jane recognized it as Rory’s medical kit.

“Jane, do you remember the things from the past?” Rory suddenly spoke.

Things from the past… Did he mean the events before that severe illness?

Jane’s eyes darkened. “Uncle Newton, I don’t remember many things from my childhood. Grandfather said it was the aftermath of that illness. Is that true?”

“Yes,” Rory nodded somewhat perfunctorily. “Let’s go!”

“Uncle Newton, have you met my parents? What do they look like?” Jane hesitated before asking.

She had asked her grandfather this question before, but he either changed the subject or got angry every time. So, Jane dared not ask again, afraid of hurting her grandfather’s feelings.

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“No, when I visited your home, there were only you and your grandfather,” Rory’s eyes flickered.

His answer left Jane somewhat disappointed.

Intuition told her that Uncle Newton was hiding something from her.

What could it be?

Jane understood Rory’s temperament. If he didn’t want to say, no matter how much she asked, it would be useless.

Well, the urgent matter now was to get back to Guavo quickly and let Uncle Newton save Old Pansy.

Jane and Rory walked out of the cabin side by side, and Nana and Osborn hurriedly approached.

“This is Uncle Newton.” Jane introduced with a smile. “Uncle Newton, these are my friends, Nana and Osborn.”

“Dr. Newton, I’ve heard a lot about you.” Nana and Osborn admired Rory’s medical skills.

However, Rory merely gave them a faint glance, showing an indifferent attitude.

Nana and Osborn had heard from Jane that Rory’s temperament was a bit odd. They exchanged a glance and silently followed behind Jane.

Back in the village, as they reached the intersection, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Jane, blocking her way.

Jane furrowed her eyebrows, “Patrick, what are you doing?”

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Patrick said in a deep tone.

“Don’t worry, I’ve found Uncle Newton. He agreed to come back to Guavo with me to save your grandfather,” Jane said calmly.