Chapter 422 Regret

Cameron had placed his trust in Suzanna without hesitation, surrendering his fate to her hands.

His legs still bled uncontrollably.

He felt the blood draining from his body, as though it were freezing within him, and an invisible force tore

at him, merciless and unyielding.

Even though he had been given painkillers, the agony was overwhelming.

His body shook involuntarily. His limbs seized up, and pain-filled cries escaped his lips.noveldrama

Would this be how it ended?

Was he really going to die?

Through the haze of pain, a memory of Melody surfaced her face, cold and indifferent, her eyes filled with mockery as she spoke those cruel words.

"Cameron, do you know what it feels like to be betrayed by someone you trusted? To have them ruin your life forever?

"You'll find out soon enough."

At the time, Cameron had thought Melody's words were born from jealousy.

She was trying to poison his mind against Suzanna, to drive a wedge between them.

But now, he wasn't so sure.

A tear slid down Cameron's cheek, a quiet acknowledgment of his wounded pride.

His thoughts fragmented. Suddenly, blood mixed with foam spilled from his mouth, staining the cloth beneath him.

The red spread out, vivid against the dark, poisoned blood flowing from his legs.

It felt as though his body was signaling its impending collapse his life slipping away, piece by piece.

...

The neurologists watched Suzanna as she finished her call, all of them recognizing that she was turning

to others because the situation was beyond her control.

But the seriousness of Cameron's condition was clear.

Even Mr. Norman, the hospital director, was reluctant to take over the surgery.

The doctors stood, hesitant, knowing that whoever stepped in would be held responsible if things went wrong.

No one wanted to take that risk.

Then, a short while later, the door to the operating room swung open.

"Suzanna, how's Cameron doing?"

"Let me see the Veinspire Codex. I'll take care of the needling."

Knox hadn't expected to find

vel

Suzanna, his friend's young apprentice, performing the smoothblood dry needling technique in the operating room.

After all, he hadn't even been able to get himself onto the operating table yet.

It wasn't that he wasn't skilled.

It was simply that the Stirlands were

so well-known, with so many medical experts at their disposal, that even someone like Knox couldn't get close enough to see the techniques they were using.

But now, here was his chance.

He'd quietly entered the room without being noticed.

Knox stepped into the emergency room, his white coat proudly displaying the Stirland family's crest.

When the neurologists saw him, their mouths dropped open in surprise.

"Good grief, that's... Knox, the world-renowned neurologist from the Stirlands!"

"Suzanna must have some powerful connections to pull in someone like him. Looks like there might still be hope for Cameron's legs."

True to his reputation, Knox wasted

no time. He moved swiftly to examine Cameron's legs. The more he looked, the deeper his frown became. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer. "Who did this?

"This man's legs were already in bad shape, but with this botched needling ... He's likely headed for partial paralysis."

The room fell silent. The doctors exchanged stunned glances.

"By the heavens." Suzanna just killed her brother's chance at recovery.

Enhance your reading experience by removing ads:

Remove Ads Now