Chapter 228
Jenny’s tears flowed uncontrollably, and she sobbed, “Dad, what are we gonna do? I don’t wanna end up disabled”
‘Calm down, Luna tried to comfort her. “We won’t let anything happen to you. Besides…”
“Easy for you to say! It’s not your hand that’s about to be severed!”
Jenny was in so much pain, tears streaming down her face. “Dad, it hurts so much… please, let Séraphine out. Let her heal my hand! Hurry!”
Jordan’s face soured. He had just imprisoned Séraphine. If he released her now, what would become of his authority?
Luna realized her father’s dilemma. She stood up, walked to Jenny’s side, and offered some half–hearted consolation, “Jenny, be good. Who said we only have Séraphine? We can consult more doctors; surely, we can heal your hand.”
To Luna, Jenny’s injury didn’t seem that dire. How painful could it be compared to the chemotherapy Luna had endured while bedridden?
Jenny had lived a safe and healthy life for so many years…even if she did end up disabled, she would still be fortunate.
More fortunate than Luna had been.
Jenny couldn’t listen to any of it. All she knew was the unbearable pain, and that her father and sister weren’t showing her any concern.
She broke down, pushing Luna away violently, screaming, “Get away! I want Flora! Get her here right now!”
Luna, weakened from her long illness, was easily pushed to the ground, her abdomen hitting the corner of a cabinet. She doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach.
Jordan’s expression changed, reprimanding Jenny, “Why are you lashing out at your sister!”
Just awakened, Luna was still frail, and Jordan, fearing for her health, rushed to help her up. However, Luna suddenly spat out a
mouthful of blood and then fainted!
Jordan was shocked and quickly summoned a doctor to examine Luna. After a thorough examination, the doctor’s expression became peculiar, a mix of anxiety and confusion.
“It’s strange,” the doctor said, furrowing his brow. “Miss Luna’s condition had stabilized before, but now, it has suddenly worsened. Her breathing is erratic, and she’s severely depleted internally. She’s in critical danger!*
“Aren’t you a doctor! Find a way to cure her!” Jordan roared.
The doctor was in a difficult position. If he could cure Luna, he would have done so already!
“Miss Luna’s sudden deterioration is truly bizarre. With my limited medical skills, I cannot determine the cause in such a short time.” Wiping sweat from his brow, the doctor trembled, “Her condition is extremely dangerous. She could die at any moment. I suggest you immediately contact the exceptional doctor who treated Miss Luna before. She’s the only one who can save her now.”
Jordan’s face darkened. He now understood why Séraphine had been so confident before.
First, it was his younger daughter, and now his older one.
He had underestimated Séraphine!
“Bring Séraphine here!”
The words came out reluctantly.
Upon receiving the order, the butler rushed to the dungeon.
Ten minutes later, he returned, drenched in sweat. “Sir, no matter what we say, Séraphine refuses to come out!”
“What are all the bodyguards for if they can’t even bring back one person!” Jordan was furious.
The butler looked distressed. Both Flora and Crimson were skilled martial artists, beyond the capabilities of the guards, who dared not use firearms against them.
The dungeon was now littered with incapacitated bodyguards.