Chapter 1022

The doctor avoided direct eye contact with Felicity. He adjusted his spectacles and cleared his throat before saying, “It’s pretty serious. Apart from his buttocks, his groin, perineum, and the area near his genital were also burned.

Felicity was shocked.

“Doctor, are you sure about that? He was still walking fine at home earlier. How did it become so serious?”

The doctor swept his gaze across her. “Are you doubting my professionalism?”

Felicity immediately shook his head. “That’s not what I meant. I was just… very surprised. He didn’t say that he was in pain at all earlier. He had no difficulty walking, and I’m just shocked that he can’t even get up now.”

The doctor replied, “In cases of severe burn, the sensation of pain can sometimes be delayed. It’s very common.”

The doctor immediately continued speaking before Felicity could process the logical loophole of his words, “His reproductive ability would be affected if it’s not treated properly. Conducting cupping therapy without professional knowledge is already a dangerous thing. How could you two do that at home instead of going to a legitimate therapy center? This is absurd!”

Felicity was stunned by the doctor’s latter words before she could even think about what he said earlier.

Her face immediately turned pale, and her eyes reddened after hearing how serious Vermont’s injuries were. She sniffled as if she was going to cry anytime.

“What should we do now? Does he need to be hospitalized? Does he need surgery? How much money do I need?”

“That area has very rich blood vessels and nerves, so it’s better for us to start with conservative treatments first. After all, it’s risky to conduct an operation right away. He’s still so young. We’ll consider operating if the treatment can’t yield a satisfactory result.”

The guilty look on the doctor’s face was obvious as he said that.

There were so many loopholes in his words, yet Felicity was too worried to process what he said thoroughly as the phrase “his reproductive ability would be affected” echoed in her head.

‘It’s just a small burn. How did it lead up to this?’ Felicity’s head was in a mess. When she saw Vermont lying on the bed inside, she was flooded with guilt.

Then, she said in a hoarse voice, “Doctor, you’ve got to save him.”

The doctor looked at her innocent face. He hesitated and said, “I’ll try my best.”

The doctor thought, ‘She’s such a kind lady. How did she end up with such a cunning man? He lied to her, yet she’s still crying over him. Is this how relationships work among young people nowadays? Is lying a common thing to pursue a girl?’

The doctor went away after briefing Felicity.

Felicity went inside with a pale face. She wanted to apologize, but doubted her words would hold any significance for Vermont. Ultimately, he was hurt because she had deceived him about her knowledge of cupping.

Felicity’s mother had often referred to Felicity as a troublemaker, a label she had come to accept. It seemed that nobody knew her better than her own mother. Indeed, she had always been a troublemaker.

Back in kindergarten, Felicity had adamantly insisted on playing seesaw with her classmates, despite her teacher’s disapproval. She even coerced a scrawny child into joining her. Taking advantage of her weight, she lifted the other child high in the air without allowing her to come down, resulting in a day filled with tears.

During elementary school, Felicity made up her mind to learn how to climb trees, just like the other kids. She sought the guidance of an older skinny boy from her neighborhood. While she managed to ascend successfully, she found herself clueless about descending. Her pants got snagged on branches, leaving her teary-eyed and stranded in the treetop.

Fortunately, the older boy was kind. He told her to jump down, and he would catch her. After building up her courage, she did as he said, but ended up fracturing his arm. When her mother found out about it, she chased Felicity through the streets with a hanger in her hand.

Felicity couldn’t help but reflect, ‘Despite everything that has transpired, I never seem to learn from my mistakes.’

On one occasion, a fortune teller predicted that a calamity would befall Felicity at the age of twenty-five, emphasizing the need to find someone with a strong fate to overcome the impending misfortune.

According to the fortune teller, only then would she be guaranteed a smooth and luminous future.

Felicity’s mother held great faith in the fortune teller’s words, constantly arranging introductions with men who perfectly matched the specified criteria.