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?”

hold on any longer. The pain had her rolling on the floor, filling the room with her

ointment, Vivienne said to Isolde, “Can you

a message to Percival when she heard Vivienne’s words, so

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

treating herself. So she couldn’t

Isolde finally stopped feeling pain, and she let out a long sigh of relief. After the pain subsided, she felt extremely comfortable, like she was soaking in warm water. She cracked a smile. “Vivienne,

ointment, and when

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

others before, all requiring this ointment, and even grown adults in their thirties and forties found it hard to endure.

and said to Isolde, Let’s go, I’ll

obediently followed her into the

then took out the medicine she’d prepared and

need to shower first?” Wouldn’t the

need, Vivienne answered softly. “The ointment needs to combine with my medicine for the cure to be

fell asleep. She didn’t know how long she’d slept, only that she felt like she was

up!” Vivienne gently

her ear. Isolde slowly opened her eyes, looking at Vivienne in

soft.

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

outside the bathroom, her heart pounding as she rushed into the room. But when she saw what was happening in the room, her mouth dropped open. “Your

was speechless. She could hardly believe her eyes. Was this still the extremely ugly Isolde that people despised?

someone else? But the bathroom was only so big, and the ward was on the fifteenth floor. How could a five–year–old child come

wanted to see if there

back to Isolde, and cautiously asked, “Isolde?

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