Vivienne frowned, a gut feeling telling her that something serious must have happened for Flynn to speak up like this.

"Why do you want me to leave?" she countered.

"Flynn, can you tell me what's bothering you?"

When Flynn remained silent, Vivienne stepped forward to check his wrist.

As expected, Flynn dodged in a panic, his voice trembling almost to tears, "You can't touch me, you'll get sick like I did."

Vivienne's eyes narrowed, following up on his words, "What kind of sickness?"

"Is someone bullying you, or did they put something on you?"

"Tell me, so I can help you."

But he was just a kid and couldn't hold back any longer, bursting into tears, his little hands pointing all over his body, "Here, here, it's all dirty and it hurts."

Dirty?

Vivienne tried to make out any clues from Flynn's face, but the room was too dim to see anything clearly.

Before her fingers even reached the light switch, the crying from the corner abruptly stopped.

He must have passed out from being overly emotional.

Pulling back the curtains, Vivienne quickly checked Flynn's condition, making sure he was just unconscious before calling Thomas.

Whatever was troubling Flynn, she was still unsure.

taking him to the hospital for a full check-up was the

lounging in the living room, munching on

said "good luck" to Leopold, Thomas strode

and pushing the door open,

inside, "Thomas, we need to take

nodded, but before he could bend down, Vivienne stopped him, "Wait, wrap him in a

took off his own coat, wrapped the child in it, and

at the sight, immediately stepping in front, "Where

calmly, "Flynn's in a bad way,

mention of the hospital,

chilled over, "Why

normal person would prioritize their

He hates hospitals, being in a strange place would only worsen his

him without my consent? I said no, and that's

only sparing you for my sister's sake, otherwise, who do you think you are?" "Claiming to be a healer, but at the first sign of trouble, you're rushing Flynn to the hospital. How do I know you're

aback, unable to

expression was stern, "You're his mother. Tell me, what's making him loathe his own body to the extent that he can't stand being touched?" Delilah

doctor, how would

Vivienne signaled Thomas with a

cue, Thomas lifted the child and headed out, Delilah panicking but not daring to confront

warning you, put my

expression was frosty, her fingers ready to act,

going

tears in her eyes, "Sis, make them put Flynn down. He can't handle this stress, and they're insisting on taking him to the hospital. They're putting his life at risk!" Cordelia,

to explain to Cordelia, "Cordelia, Flynn's condition is critical. If we don't

a life-threatening situation, "Then you should hurry, don't waste

Delilah bit her lip, turning to Cordelia with tears, "Sis, I'm your sister. Do you believe her over

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