Chapter 1460
Chapter 1460: No Absolute Right or Wrong, Second Update (5)_1
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Training cannot be delayed even for a single day.
Not to mention that the Instructor would not approve leave, even if granted, Becca Reyes couldn’t rest with an easy conscience.
Already lagging far behind, taking a rest now would only mean falling further behind. Becca Reyes had no intention of giving up and naturally couldn’t settle for this.
"Training shouldn’t cost you your life!"
The Medical Staff’s voice suddenly rose, tinged with inevitable anger.
What’s the deal with these soldiers, anyway?
They’re always injuring themselves!
Well, injuries are inevitable during training.
But if you don’t take your injuries seriously, what will you do if you really break a leg?
That’s a lifetime issue!
"I’m sorry."
Becca Reyes’s eyelids twitched violently, and she lowered her voice a bit.
She didn’t want to make things difficult for the medical personnel.
"Ah, my," the Medical Staff suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, her complexion changing as her tone softened a little, "I really don’t understand what you’re all thinking. It’s just one selection process. If not this time, there’s the next, but your body is your own. If it gets ruined, having lifelong consequences would be a tragedy."
Glancing at Flossie Wright subconsciously, Becca Reyes didn’t have time to make out her expression before turning away again.
"Thank you."
A smile tugged at the corner of Becca Reyes’s mouth as she spoke to the Medical Staff.
This smile looked worse than crying.
For some reason, it also looked rather sad.
The Medical Staff was a bit startled, thought for a moment, and then decided to let it go, not continuing to give Becca Reyes a moral education.
Everyone who comes for selection is an adult and should have their own ideas.
No matter how much we in the medical service worry, patients keep coming in.
Sighing, the Medical Staff first examined Becca Reyes’s injury and, while treating it with great care, inevitably gave her several more instructions.
Ann Cavanaugh and Flossie Wright stood by, watching.
"You’re her comrade, aren’t you?"
After attending to everything, the Medical Staff addressed Flossie Wright as Becca Reyes was putting on her shoes.
Flossie Wright nodded her head.
"Friend?" asked the Medical Staff again.
"Yes." Flossie Wright nodded once more.
"You talk to her," the Medical Staff couldn’t hide the worried look on her face, "Their training period is still long. Given her injury, it’ll be difficult to hold on. Maybe you should persuade her — she can’t go on like this."
"I’ll try," Flossie Wright said in an indifferent tone that seemed like she couldn’t care less, "no guarantees it will work, though."
No guarantees it will work?
What kind of response is that?
Hearing this, the Medical Staff’s expression changed, gazing at Flossie Wright curiously for a few moments, "Are you willing to watch her ruin herself like this?"
The Medical Staff stared wide-eyed, examining Flossie Wright from head to toe.
As though she needed to be certain.
As a comrade, as a friend, one should try their utmost to persuade the other to drop out and preserve their health. So why does it all seem so unimportant to her?
"That’s her choice, too."
With one hand in her pocket, Flossie Wright replied lightly.
The Medical Staff frowned immediately.
At the same time, Ann Cavanaugh, who had been watching from nearby, took a couple of steps toward them.
"I feel," she began softly, trying her best to insert herself into their conversation, urging Flossie Wright gently, "at this time, her choice might not be very appropriate."
As a doctor, Ann Cavanaugh naturally had a clear understanding of the patient’s condition.
The female soldier with the injured ankle was in a serious condition, and if she continued training, the likelihood of long-term damage to that foot was significant.
Someone had to persuade her to give up on this selection.
Flossie Wright’s brows drew together ever so slightly, her eyes sweeping over Ann Cavanaugh with a cool detachment. Her voice was cool, almost heartless, as she said, "Then let her bear the consequences of her inappropriate choice."
Ann Cavanaugh and the Medical Staff’s expressions inevitably stiffened.
Perhaps they had never anticipated Flossie Wright to utter such "indifferent" words.
"Aren’t you," her tone trembling slightly, Ann Cavanaugh’s delicate brows furrowed in confusion as she asked, "comrades?"
"Yes," Flossie Wright answered briefly.
Ann Cavanaugh lifted her eyes, continuing to press, "Then—"
Before she could finish, Flossie Wright responded indifferently, "So I respect her."
Ann Cavanaugh and the Medical Staff exchanged glances.
They found it difficult to comprehend Flossie Wright’s thinking.
Sometimes, indeed, they should not intervene in others’ decisions, as that shows respect for the individual. However, when a matter has a clear distinction between right and wrong, even if the other party insists on their mistaken views, you should pull them back before irreversible consequences occur.
This is common sense.
Flossie Wright’s thinking was something they could not understand.
Flossie Wright had no intention of explaining.
Indeed, she knew what would be best for Becca Reyes.
If it were her, she would have chosen to leave two days ago.
But now, it was Becca Reyes who was injured.
Flossie did not know what Becca Reyes was thinking, but she knew Becca Reyes was not a thoughtless person. When Becca made a choice, she must have considered the consequences.
If she knew the outcome and still went through with it, Flossie would not stop her.
In this world, there is no absolute right or wrong in any matter.
As long as Becca Reyes did not regret it, then whatever choice she made was the right one.
Just as the three of them fell into silence, Becca Reyes’s voice rose from behind the Medical Staff.
Flossie Wright lifted her gaze towards her.
Becca Reyes, unable to fit into her shoes, had no choice but to carry her military boots in hand.
𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Tears shimmered at the edges of her eyes, but no one knew whether it was from pain or an inherent emotion.
"Let’s go."
Her gaze resting on Becca, Flossie Wright’s voice remained detached.
Becca Reyes hopped forward on one foot, coming to Flossie Wright’s side.
Flossie Wright instinctively raised her hand to support her.
Then, she assisted her in walking forward.
Before they reached the door, Becca Reyes stopped, suddenly turning her head to look back at the two behind her.
Becca Reyes’s voice rang out clearly.
The Medical Staff and Ann Cavanaugh both looked in her direction.
Raising her hand, Becca Reyes pointed at Flossie Wright, her eyes brimming with a bright light.
"She’s right."
She spoke deliberately, each word laden with unwavering conviction.
— End of Chapter 1460 —