Chapter 483 - 483 Sunflower

483 Sunflower

Selma Payne’s POV:

“To be honest, you’re the most worry-free patient I’ve ever had,” Madam Marcy said jokingly. “We only talked once, and then your mental condition miraculously improved. I should publish a paper based on this case. I believe that countless psychologists will be scrambling for my treatment method.”

I smiled helplessly. “You’re indeed a rather capable psychiatrist. How’s my mother’s condition these few days?”

“The Queen is doing well, but the stability is only on the surface. Her Highness’s psychological problem is not caused by physiology, so we can only use simple medicinal treatment as an auxiliary. If we want Her Highness to get better, the most urgent thing is to untie the knot in Her Highness’s heart, or else what I can do is limited.”

What was the knot in my mother’s heart? I, the wolf cub, the empty twenty years, and the silent criticism and pressure she had to face as a mother.

I had never experienced the pain of being separated from my flesh and blood, so I couldn’t say in a calm and reasonable manner that I could completely understand my mother’s illusory worries. I could only hope that my company would comfort my mother and that the wolf cub would quickly complete its evolution and resolve the disaster in front of my mother.

I went to see the boy that Carey had given birth to.

No one named the boy, and I did not announce my decision to adopt him to the public, so the nurses did not know what to call him, so they gave him a nickname, Sunflower.

This child had developed too quickly in the mother’s body. It had only been born for less than a day but had grown as strong as a child of three or four months. Dr. Hopsky said he was very healthy, and all his indicators were as normal as those in the textbooks.

He didn’t know the identity of Carey and this child, so I couldn’t ask him some questions. Instead, I asked Lester.

“Is this child... Did he inherit his father’s disease?”

“I can’t tell yet, Your Highness,” Lester replied. “There are almost no external signs of infertility. This child is still too young, and many of his functions have not fully developed. We must wait until he is older before we can examine him.”

“What’s his blood type?”

I hoped to get a positive answer, but Lester’s expression told me my expectations had not been met.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness. This child has inherited her mother’s blood type, RH-O.”

“... But he’s very healthy.”

“Yes. Blood type only determines what kind of blood flows in the child’s body. Most of the time, negative blood would not bring diseases to the person involved, but there were still some effects, such as coagulopathy. I’m glad the child is still healthy. Otherwise, any minor surgery could have taken his life.”

The child in the incubator knew nothing about the conversation between the adults. He squinted and observed the world curiously with his huge amber eyes, even though he could not see anything clearly.

I had subtly asked Carey if she wanted to know more about young Sunflower’s situation, but she had rejected me just like before. I didn’t say anything more. I respected the choice of this girl who had gone through so much.

A few days after Carey gave birth, the public opinion war between the Evaria Family and us peaked. Even if the Evaria Family refused to admit it, key pieces of evidence had already been announced to the world.

In their anger, the people launched wave after wave of denouncement against the Evaria Family, and one by one, the properties under the name of the Evaria Family were made public. As a result, the turnover of these hotels, shopping streets, and car shops fell sharply.

Even the school that the Evaria Family had sponsored joined in. Some students held banners and paraded in the streets around the school, claiming that they were ashamed to accept the money of executioners and rapists.

The school stopped the students in time, but as usual, the old-fashioned adults messed up the matter. Threatening the students with a repeat semester or expulsion would only intensify the conflict. The students thought the Board of Directors was the lackey of the Evaria Family and only cared about money and power. They did not care about the same-age students’ abuse in the Evaria Family.

They used the slogan ‘she should be studying just as I am studying’ and sat quietly in the school to protest. And the situation had developed to such a stage that it was no longer a conflict within the school. More and more students joined the support team, and the momentum grew.

This incident had become a hot topic second only to the ‘human experiment case’.

When I learned about all this, I already had a bad feeling about it. It seemed that many media outlets had selectively forgotten the content of the students’ protest. They could also lead the public’s attention to the ‘students’ protest’ behavior and weaken the root of all contradictions.

This was how public opinion worked. It was unrestrained but limited everywhere. No one could control it, but anyone could come forward and meddle.

Obviously, the Evaria Family was pulling ropes behind the scenes to divert attention.

But it didn’t matter because the battlefield had shifted from public opinion – after the mediation of many parties, an investigation team for the human experiment case was finally established.