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?”

pain had her rolling on the floor, filling the

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

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

her feel somewhat reassured. Even though the pain was unbearable, she gritted

had asked not to let others know she was treating herself. So she couldn’t attract attention

she let out a long sigh of relief. After the pain subsided, she felt extremely comfortable, like she

when she smiled, only her white teeth were visible.

heartily. “You did great! Most people can’t tolerate this ointment.”

all requiring this ointment, and even grown adults in their thirties and forties found it hard to endure. So, she often had to change treatment plans. Though

to Isolde, Let’s go, I’ll take

her

took out the medicine

“Vivienne, don’t I need to shower first?” Wouldn’t the water get really dirty

answered softly. “The ointment needs to combine with my medicine for the cure

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

up!” Vivienne gently woke

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

voice still soft. “Go look in the mirror”

went to the mirror. When she saw herself in the mirror, her eyes widened, and she suddenly screamed, “Ah!”

scared Eartha, who was outside the bathroom, her heart pounding as she rushed into the room. But when she saw what was happening

surprised that she was speechless. She could hardly believe her eyes. Was this still the

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

She wanted

She went back to Isolde, and cautiously asked, “Isolde? Is that

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