Chapter 603 Willing To Be His Servant Rowan brought Martin to the best private hospital and hired the most esteemed andrologist.
After the doctor administered some painkillers to Martin, he finally felt that his lower body part wasnât as painful.
The doctor glanced at Martin and pondered over his condition for a while. Then, he asked Rowan to go to the hallway.
âSir, how is Martinâs condition now?â
The doctor explained with regrets. âMr. Jackson, you have to prepare for the worst. Given that his injury is severe, his reproductive health will be affected. I might be able to save one of the two parts if he came half an hour earlier. However, his condition worsened because he arrived too late. Now, I canât save any of the two parts, and hence the patient will lose his fertility.â
âWhat? How could it be?â Rowan murmured heartbreakingly.
Martin was Rowanâs only son.
Now that Martin had lost his fertility, the Jacksons couldnât produce any heir forever.
At that moment, Martin blamed himself for forcing the women who slept with Martin to abort their babies.
Back then, he belittled the women for their low social status. Now, he was even willing to let a prostitute bear his grandchild.
When Rowan and the doctor talked, Martin had gotten off the bed and come to the door with his walking stick.
âSir, is there no cure to my condition?â Martin asked straightforwardly.
âYou should get some rest first,â the doctor advised Martin.
Rage pulsed through Martinâs veins when he bellowed. âI donât want to get some rest. My question is simple: Can I be cured?
Can I sleep with women and have children? Tell me!â
Feeling that a chill ran down his spine, the doctor answered honestly, âGiven the current medical technologies, itâs definite that youâll lose your fertility. Please remain calm and get the necessary treatment for now. Then, we will arrange a psychologist to give you face-to-face counseling...â
Worrying that he would get caught in Martinâs rage, the doctor hastily left the hallway once he finished.
Martin gazed at Rowan with his bloodshot eyes and said, âDad...â
As soon as Martin spoke, Rowan slapped him and scolded him heartbrokenly, âHow incompetent! You didnât only fail to court Natalie but also caused problems for yourself! I feel ashamed to have a son like you!â
Rowan paused for a while and continued, âSince you canât even produce an heir for the Jacksons, whatâs the use of keeping you as my son?â
Thump! Martin kneeled down upon hearing Rowanâs words.
âDad, Iâm useless and have made a mistake. Nonetheless, Iâm still your son!â
Much to Martinâs surprise, Rowan shot a cold glance at Martin and said, âFrom now on, donât claim that youâre my son. I canât stand such a humiliation. Considering that youâre my biological son, Iâll give the same amount of money for you to spend.
However, youâve lost the right to inherit Jackson Corporation. Also, Iâll transfer your position to your sister...â
âDad, you canât do this to me. Youâre taking away my power in the company!â Martin shrieked uncontrollably.
Rowan answered scornfully, âAt the very least, your sister has given me a grandson who bears my surname. What have you done for the family? Now, you canât even give me a granddaughter. What makes you think you still deserve the right to inherit the company? Youâre just a good-for-nothing!â
Although Martin pitifully kneeled on the cold tiles, Rowan was cold-hearted and didnât give him a chance.
Martin kept kneeling on the floor for a long time until a woman came up to him in a pair of exquisite high-heels.
âMr. Martin, do you hate Natalie to the core?â The woman squatted down and gazed at him with a grin.
Gritting his teeth, Martin replied, âYes, I hate her. I wish to skin her alive! Who... are you?â
The woman said smilingly, her eyes filled with wickedness. âMy identity isnât that important. What is more important is that we have a common enemy! Apart from going against the woman with you, I have a way to help regain your fertility.â
âIs that true?â At that time, Martin had lost everything. Hence, he agreed to it excitedly upon hearing the proposal. âIâm willing to be your servant as long as you can cure me.â