The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 23

Vivienne took out the pre prepared ointment and asked Eartha, “Are you sure she hasn’t eaten or drank anything since yesterday?”

“Nope,” Eartha replied. “She has been very obedient. Even when she’s starving, she’s determined not to eat a thing”

Vivienne nodded, then turned to Isolde, her tone as gentle as she could muster. Tm about to start applying the ointment now. You need to hang in there. If the pain gets unbearable, you can bite me”

Isolde seemed pretty nervous, but she gritted her teeth and said, “Don’t worry, Vivienne, I’ll hang in there.”

Without saying anything more, Vivienne had Isolde undress and began applying the medicine. Starting from her face, Vivienne covered her entire body with the ointment. At first, the cool sensation of the ointment made Isolde feel quite comfortable. She gave Vivienne a sweet smile. “Vivienne, are you trying to scare me? This ointment feels so comfortable on my skin… Ah!”

Before she could finish her sentence, Isolde suddenly let out a scream. But as if realizing something, she quickly shut her mouth. Her body was completely covered in ointment, making it impossible to see her expression. Her body was shaking, and more and more moisture appeared on her skin, soaking the ointment.

Isolde was in so much pain she couldn’t even speak. She didn’t dare to scream, and could only bite on a pillow to endure it.

Eartha looked on with deep concern. “Are you okay?”

T’m fine… it’s just… a bit painful!” Just saying that seemed to drain all her strength. She was in extreme pain, it felt like thousands of bugs were biting her. She wanted to endure it, but she was barely holding on.

Seeing her state deteriorating, Eartha quickly asked Vivienne, “Ms. Hawthorn, she’s not in trouble, is she? She seems really uncomfortable, and her breathing is difficult.” She was worried. If anything happened to Isolde, how would she explain it to Mr. Percival? Should she call him?

Vivienne took a look at Isolde’s condition, and asked softly, “Can you hang in there?”

her rolling on the floor, filling the room with her screams.

the ointment, Vivienne said to Isolde, “Can you hang on for just one

a message to Percival when she heard Vivienne’s words, so she put away her phone.

hearing Vivienne’s voice made her feel somewhat reassured. Even though the pain was unbearable, she gritted her teeth, trying not to make a sound.

she was treating

of relief. After the pain subsided, she felt extremely comfortable, like she

face was still covered in ointment, and when she smiled, only her

gently patted Isolde’s head, laughing heartily. “You did great!

it hard to endure. So, she often had to change treatment plans.

Let’s go, I’ll take you to

her

in the tub, then took out the medicine she’d prepared and dripped it into the

I need to shower first?” Wouldn’t the water

softly. “The ointment needs to combine with my medicine for the cure to be complete.*

the water temperature gradually increased, Isolde slowly fell asleep. She didn’t know how long she’d slept,

Vivienne

ear. Isolde slowly opened her eyes,

smiled, her voice still soft. “Go look in the

When she saw herself in the mirror, her eyes widened, and she suddenly screamed,

room. But when she saw what was

hardly believe her eyes. Was this still the extremely ugly

only so big, and the ward was on the fifteenth floor. How could a five–year–old child come to the fifteenth

Isolde, then at Vivienne. Then she carefully walked over to the window and peeked out. She wanted to see if there was

stunned. She went back to Isolde, and cautiously

shock, Isolde grabbed Eartha’s hand, excitedly shouting, “Eartha, it’s me. I’m cured. I’m really cured!