Chapter 32: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 32

Chapter 32 How Would You Like To Be Treated?

The man who said that was Robin Hills. He had a dreadful appearance whereby his mouth stuck out

and he had a chin like an ape’s.

While he said this. Robin winked at several other men and his smile had a hidden meaning behind it.

Just as he said this, Silas took the glass in his hand and hurled it toward him. Silas’s voice sounded

cold and distant. “Do you even know how to talk?” Robin raised his hands to block the glass.

Although he felt pain for a few seconds when it hit him, Robin was mainly embarrassed by Silas’s

action. He looked at Silas's gloomy face and froze for a moment before giving a smile. “I'm just

joking.” All of a sudden, the entire room became silent as everyone turned to look at Silas's dark

and gloomy face. He glared furiously at Robin and with a cold voice, he asked, “Do you know her

very well?”

At this very second, one woman dressed in a cheongsam reached out to pull Robin and smiled.

“Please don't be angry, Silas. We're all friends from the same circle. Robin is used to talking in such a

straight-forward manner. Since he saw that Miss Brooklyn was an open-minded person, he made

that joke with her.” However, Silas's face was still as cold as a freezer. “Is this even a joke? He's blind.

Can't he see that I brought her here? So, who is he insulting?” Once again, the entire room was filled

with silence. Then, Alex came forward awkwardly and explained, “It's all my fault. I shouldn't have

simply made a joke. Please don't be angry. We're all friends here. Please sit down first, then we can

talk!” The woman added, “Silas, Robin didn't mean to say that. It's not like you don’t understand

him. He's a very direct person. Robin, aren't you going to apologize to Miss Brooklyn?” Robin

glanced at Silas and walked forward. “I'm sorry, Miss Brooklyn. Please don't mind the joke that I just

made.” In fact, Camila felt a little angry. However, she did not want to disturb their party. Hence, she

smiled and tugged at Silas's sleeves. “Why are you angry? I'm not a person who can't take a joke.

Besides, the questions he asked were what a normal patient would normally ask. Everyone, have a

seat.” As she said this, she pulled Silas to sit on the sofa. Then, she proceeded to look at Robin with

a serious and professional look. “Mr. Hills, I'm a traditional Chinese

medicine practitioner. Normally, I would use acupuncture treatment. As for whether it's performed

on a normal bed or a patient's bed, it makes no difference to me. If you're willing to be treated on

the sofa, then it's fine with me too. I can assure you that your illness will be cured after I perform the

acupuncture procedure. But before that, I need to ask you a few questions. How long have you been

in this situation? Are you unable to get erect at all or would it only be for a short time? How often

do you have sex? How long will a session usually be? Would you feel worried before you do it? Have

you faced any psychological stress recently?” Inside the quiet VIP room, only Camila's voice could

be heard clearly. Each sentence was like a tight slap to Robin's face. Initially, Robin made this joke

just because he wanted to see Camila make a fool of herself. Now, there was nothing he. could do

to remove the stigma off of his name. Anyone who did not understand the context might think that

Robin really had problems. Everyone's expression was different. Some wanted to laugh but dared

not to do so while some became awkward and did not know what to say. The rest were so

embarrassed that they wanted to find a hole to hide in. Meanwhile, Robin's face turned as red as a

tomato and he hurriedly explained, “I'm not talking about my-" Camila interrupted him even before

he could finish his sentence. “There's nothing to be shy of. Aren't they all your friends from

childhood? There are no outsiders here. Don't worry; I'm a doctor and I have my own professional

ethics to follow. I will keep my patients’ conditions confidential! Mr. Hills, let me know when you'd

like to be treated, or do you want to be treated now?”

Silas, who was sitting beside Camila, looked a little relaxed, but he still could not conceal the

coldness in his eyes. His pair of eyes were still glaring sharply at Robin. “She's asking you a

question.” Like the winds from Siberia, Silas's tone of voice was icy-cold. It made Robin's heart

cower while his face showed a complicated expression. In the end, his face was a mix of gloomy and

embarrassed. He lifted his eyes to look carefully at Camila and turned again to glance at the

unfriendly-looking Silas.