Chapter 349 Still Unable to Speak (Part One)

Still Unable to Speak?

Tony drove the car back to the villa at breakneck speed. Brian pushed open the door and stepped out
of the car before it had stopped completely. He dashed towards the villa as fast as he could. He saw
Lisa rush downstairs to open the door.

"Mr. Brian Long," Lisa addressed him and ran towards him to greet him.

Brian headed upstairs without stopping to greet her back. "How is Becky now?" he asked in a hasty
voice, worried about the answer.

"The doctor is checking her right now. She is..." replied Lisa with a gloomy look, "basically fine. She just
hit her forehead on the handrail and has a slight concussion. The doctor said it would be better for her
to have a full check up at the hospital."

Brian had reached upstairs as Lisa finished speaking. He pushed open the door without knocking. The
doctor was gathering up his medical instruments, having completed his short medical examination. He
politely nodded to greet Brian when he saw him come in.

Instead of responding to the doctor's greeting, Brian strode to the bed in a hurry. He noticed the huge
bruise above the corner of Becky's left eye. She was still lying unconscious, but her brows were
knotted in pain. It must have been a terrible accident.

Yoyo stood silently by the bedside; she had sensed Brian's fury. She swallowed her fear to calm herself
down as much as her nerve would allow, not even daring to breathe too loudly, just in case it would
attract Brian's attention to her.

Brian reached out and covered Becky's hand with his. He held it gently and ran his slender fingers over
the bandage on her hand. She was perfectly fine when he had left just a couple of days ago, but



now...She was covered in bruises. 'What happened here?' Brian wondered.

"Is she okay?" Brian asked in a low voice, but he kept his eyes on Becky.

The doctor approached Brian. He maintained a professional, calm demeanor and said, "Miss Yan has
suffered from some physical injuries and a mild cerebral concussion. It is my suggestion that you take
her to the hospital for a thorough examination, Mr. Long."

"Yes, I will," said Brian in a soft voice. He asked the doctor to go ahead with the arrangements needed
for the medical check up and ordered Yoyo to get Becky changed. Then he gently carried Becky in his
arms and took her downstairs.

Tony had been waiting in the hall downstairs. Brian said nothing as he silently carried Becky towards
the entrance of the villa. Tony followed him outside without any questions. He opened the car door for
Brian and helped him place Becky on the seat. Then he slipped into the driver's seat and drove
towards the hospital.

Tony accelerated to the maximum, overtaking any vehicle in front of him. He cast a quick look at the
rear-view mirror and he could clearly see Brian's worried face. He held Becky tightly in his arms. Tony
could not help but let out a sigh in secret.

Yesterday, it was Molly who was in Brian's arms, but today it was Becky. And both of them had been
injured in some kind of accident. Molly was beaten up and Becky had tripped, injuring herself badly.

Various thoughts formed loops in Tony's mind. He felt pity for both of them and thought that women
were not creatures to be played with like this.

Brian's cell phone hummed at that moment.



The buzzing broke the silence in the car and caught Brian's attention. He took out his cell phone. It was
from Eric. A glint flashed in his lusterless eyes. He had been expecting the call, eagerly looking forward
to it, as he had been worried about Molly all this time. He immediately pressed the answer button and
put the phone to his ear. "Is she awake?" asked Brian urgently.

"Yes, she is," Eric looked at Molly with a frown. She was crouched silently on her bed like a wounded
cat in its cage. The sight brought a sad feeling in him. He wanted to say something to console her. But
he swallowed the words because right now, even consoling words might hurt the helpless girl.

Brian's eyes flashed with excitement and delight upon hearing Eric's words. He spoke with a trace of
nervousness in his voice, "Did she speak?"

Silence was the reply on the other side of the phone. Instead of answering him, Eric asked him, "When
are you getting back here, Brian?"

That question vexed Brian. He sensed a difference in Eric's attitude, but was not in the mood to figure it
out. He said softly, "Becky tripped and has a mild concussion. I must take her to the hospital to get a
proper check up. I'll come after that."

"Okay," replied Eric, "Let's talk about Molly when you get back here."

Eric hung up and turned to look at Molly. She was sitting on the bed with her arms tightly encircling her
crouched legs. With a heavy heart, he said to Molly in a consoling tone, "Little Molly, you must believe
in Elias. Since Elias assured that you are healed and can speak, you are healed and you can speak."

Molly stayed quiet, with her chin on her knees. There was no particular expression on her face and no
one could tell how she was feeling. She didn't respond to Eric or Sam, no matter what they said or did.
She seemed to have been completely absorbed into a world of her own, failing to find an exit to the
outside world.



Eric glanced at Elias who was by his side. Sam's face was sullen. Molly's behavior was totally beyond
his expectation. He asked Elias in English, "Elias, are you sure that Little Molly's throat has
recovered?"

Elias rolled his eyes at Eric's question before nodding his head. Then he said with an air of arrogance,
"I promise. My medicine has definitely taken effect. There is no doubt about it."

Elias was unhappy that Eric had to reconfirm the medical effect of his medicine. He would have burst
into anger if not for Eric's status as the successor of the Dragon Empire Group.

"But she can't speak yet!" said Eric, trying his best to subdue the fury in his voice.

As the man who was going to inherit the Dragon Empire Group in the future, Eric was by no means a
person to be trifled with. In fact, he was a very arrogant man. Elias' disdainful attitude really was getting
on his nerves. If Elias had been useless in treating Molly's illness, Eric would have already thrown him
out of the ward. But he had to suppress his anger and control his temper at this crucial hour.


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