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.

safe, taking him to the hospital for a full

didn't waste a second after receiving Vivienne's call. He barged in, only to stop short at the sight of Leopold lounging in the living room,

luck"

door

him inside, "Thomas, we need to take Flynn

nodded, but before he could bend down, Vivienne stopped him,

own coat, wrapped the child in it, and

the sight,

in a bad way, he needs

hospital, Delilah's concern

chilled over, "Why

prioritize their child's wellbeing over

hates hospitals, being in a strange place would only worsen his state." "He'll be fine," Vivienne insisted on

him without my consent? I said no,

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 not

taken aback, unable to

his mother. Tell me, what's making him loathe his own body to the extent

a doctor, how would I know what's wrong with

her, Vivienne signaled Thomas with

and headed out, Delilah panicking but

warning you, put my child down, or I'm calling the

frosty, her fingers ready to act,

going on

pointed at Vivienne, 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, taken aback to see Vivienne about to leave, asked,

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

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

with tears, "Sis, I'm your sister. Do

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