"Big Brother, are you feeling better?"
At this moment, when Jack had normal vision, he turned and sat on the low stool beside the bed, his eyes filled with a faint yellow nightlight.
Jack pulled back the corner of his scarred mouth, and sighed softly. "I feel much better, I also want to thank Vincent for the medicines, they are very useful!"
Jean's throat slid down before he muttered, "Vincent already told me everything. If big brother feels uncomfortable, let him know at any time!"
Jack reached out his palm and patted his knee. "Jean, don't worry about me. This is fate, I have seen it for a long time. I know that you worry too much, and I don't want you to drown in it. I also know that my body is a miracle. Being able to meet you and my family is already a miracle too! I never thought I would meet you again with my current identity."