Its Too Late To Forgive

Chapter 66: 65. SHE JUST LOST A KIDNEY

"Bella....."

Henry called for her again.

"Bella... hey open your eyes."

Did she actually close her eyes? Did she actually refused to listen to him or look at him?

Henry narrowed his eyes and roared,

"Open your eyes!"

However she was still not moving. Henry stretched out his hands and pushed her slightly. As soon as he did that, her head fell limply to one side. Henry was startled.

"Bella... Bella...."

His complexion changed abruptly. He took a step back immediately, then bent and picked her up and made her lie on the bed properly.

Damn it! Why was she so burning hot! Was she having fever too? He thought.

He immediately picked up his phone and called,

"Carson, where are you! Come back here immediately!!"

On the other hand, Carson was already having mixed feelings towards Bella and was irritated with Henry,

"Henry, even If I'm your personal doctor, do you think it's fair to have me come over to the hospital just to entertain you?"

"Come here quick, she fainted again! Do you even know how to treat a patient?"

Carson who was already in a bad mood, became violent and roared,

"Fuck you Henry Jackson! What did you do to that poor woman again? Please I request you to leave her already broken and crippled body alone. Let her take care of herself properly for a while. It's a miracle that she is still alive in these circumstances.

Henry if you hate her and loathe her so much, you should just kill her straight away. Why are you tormenting her like that?"

“Wait a minute,”

Henry's eyes flashed brightly: “Tattered body? She looks good to me. Yes she surely has fever but I don't see her broken or crippled!”

On the other end, Carson who was still driving his car, let out a “hehe”, and said lightly with a laugh,

“It won’t be enough if she was missing arm and a broken leg for you. It’s just that .... SHE JUST LOST A KIDNEY. That's all.”

Henry's hand holding the phone trembled for a while. Carson, was on the other side of the phone, when heard Henry's uneven breathing, he raised his eyebrows and said,

“If you don’t believe me, pick up her clothes from the back- left side and see for yourself.”

Henry glanced at the woman on the bed, walked over to her with his slender legs. Holding the phone in one hand, he pushed her to her side with the other hand and slowly lifting her clothes.

Inch by inch…

Suddenly, his eyes shrank.

“Who did it!”

With a cold voice, an ice blizzard suddenly arrived! As far as he could see, there was an ugly scar on her left waist. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but his slender palm trembled uncontrollably!

feeling of uneven surface. When he

Henry, honestly, how can you even have the heart to torment an incomplete body

to Carson's words. His thumb carefully rubbed the rough scar. Suddenly, he made a strange move. His entire palm was covering

and

with Carson was still connected yet Carson could hear nothing from the other side. The other end

on the side of the road. He picked up a cigarette from the car dashboard, lit it with a “click”, and carefully savored the

man on the other end of phone suddenly said inexplicably: “Its Longer than my

“What?”

was stunned for a moment, but after

the scar on her

all, they were best friends for many years, so that he could guess what

your palm

took a heavy puff of cigarette and exhaled a circle

mean that the doctor who operated her must be

put it this way, when I was studying medicine, the first time I performed this kind of surgical procedure I.e. removing the kidney against a specimen taken out of formalin in the laboratory class, the incision was

“What does that mean?”

for her, perhaps, does not even have a medical license. Do you know the black market? Like smuggling of organs. That

people, a group of people without a medical

her scar and send me

Carson said again.

hesitated, but Carson

at least I can see some things

a mouthful of

just take a picture and

convince Henry. As the latter being arrogant, lonely and cold.

Henry would actually care to know more about the scar. Henry really took photos of her scar and passed it to him.

his grip on his cigarette and it burned to the other arm lying

out his hand and opened the photograph. It was really an image of the scar and, really “just” an image of the scar

feeling in his heart. Why did he feel that Henry was reluctant to let him see

certain after he studied the high-definition photo of the scar for a

seeing it? Did you

phone, Henry asked unhappily. Carson coughed twice

see it clearly. And also I'm on my way back to the

“What do you see?”

the sewing was crooked not even in a proper line of incision. Not even a doctor with a medical license was asked to perform

such a dark picture appear in his mind. A woman struggling , pressed on the operating table forcefully and cut open… his heart

it… Who

Haven’t you guessed it in

Carson bluntly interrupted Henry.

time. Your willingness to show the world , your determination to make her suffer... have you forgotten

deliberately saying these

for not reminding you, the scar you saw today may

group, you didn’t know what she was

she was locked in a dark godforsaken place, the more clueless you were if the things

the hospital campus. He himself was stunned. Suddenly, he could understand that why Bella, who was

words that expressed disappointment in her and blamed her for the change. Thinking about it now, he spoke all this without putting himself in

to see her before, it was really not serious but I had my

at him with surprised

of

in her hand. She handed the file to Dr. Carson with all respect and then headed towards Bella's bed to pit

a sore throat voice sounds like. Plus Bella was a nightingale. I did had my doubt since starting

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