A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 254
Chapter 254 How Old Is She?
The young doctorâs surname was Cannon. As he examined the unconscious woman on the bed, he
responded to Callie Kellam, who had just returned, âThe same.
âSheâs already like this. Her lungs and many of her internal organs are almost ruined. Do you expect
me to help her fully recover in such a short time?â
The face of the woman in the bed was bandaged, and only her eyes and nose could be seen.
It could only be seen that she was seriously
injured, and even her fingertips seemed ghastly pale.
Callie went into the bathroom to wash a basin of fruit and came out. When she came closer, she stuffed
a fruit into the doctorâs mouth.
âI simply asked a question. Why are you already irritated? Sean, you are a doctor, and you are
supposed to be gentle. Donât get grumpy so easily. See? Youâve got wrinkles already.â
Sean Cannon no longer said anything and continued to examine the woman on the bed carefully. Then
he put her on the drip and applied medicine to her.
When he was done, he noticed a leaflet Callie brought back.
There was a manâs picture on the leaflet. The photo took up almost two-thirds of the ntire leaflet,
making the leafletâs layout very strange compared with the ordinary ones.
He frowned. âWhatâs this?â
As soon as Callie returned, she threw the paper aside.
Now that Sean asked her about it, she seemed to have just remembered it.
She sat on the sofa and said, âNothing. I found it in front of the villa, and I donât know who left it there. I
think I saw similar leaflets while I was on the way back. The name looked familiar, so I brought it
inside.â
Sean took the paper and looked at it.
âNathen Elicott⦠The name sounds a little familiar. I donât think we know him. Maybe youâre
overthinking it. There is so much fraud these days. Donât be fooled. Better get rid of it.â
Callie casually took the leaflet back and
tossed it on the coffee table. âMaybe youâre right. I donât know him. Iâll toss it away when I go out.â
Sean packed up his medicine box and was ready to leave. âI have to go back. Seth had a reception
tonight at Twilight Paradise and said I have to go back. If anything, call me.â
Callie did not stop him and let him go.
She thought, after all, Sean has been back for more than a month now, and I have kept him here to
treat her. He hasnât even come back to his family yet.
Looking at the woman on the bed, Callie sighed, âYou canât keep being like this. Wake up, OK? At least
talk to me.â
She figured that she was so kind.
Sean went to Twilight Paradise.
When he arrived and pushed open the door, the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco. engulfed him
instantly.
He frowned. It took him a long time to find
Seth, dozing on the sofa in the corner, in the dim light and thick smoke.
And Avery was on the other side of the sofa, drinking and smoking.
Sean reached out and turned on the lights in the private room. He greeted, âAvery.â
Avery was already wasted. He didnât respond at all.
Sean then looked at Seth, who was still dozing off in the corner, and threw a die on the coffee table at
Seth.
Seth was caught off guard and immediately woke up. He started to comfort Avery out of habit, âYes,
yes, you are right. I feel sorry for your ex-wifeâs deathâ¦â
When he raised his head, he met Seanâs gaze, which was with a half-smile.
âA reception? For me?â Sean spoke. His eyes swept over the only two men in the private room, the
cigarette butts in the large ashtray on the coffee table, and the empty wine bottles scattered.
Seth grinned, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward. He said, âSurprise! To welcome you back,
we prepared great wine and tobacco for you.â
Sean sighed. He was already used to it, so he said no more and sat down on the sofa.
Meanwhile, he couldnât stop thinking about the injured woman in Callieâs villa. The womanâs injuries
were so severe that she was the most serious patient he had ever dealt with.
He was a little absent-minded, and Seth sneered, âYou have already been back for so long, yet you
never come home. I heard that you are with Ms. Kellam again. Tell me. What reason are you going to
come up with this time to get away with Dad and Grandpa?â
Sean replied, âItâs not that. Iâve been with. her because of a patient. The patient was injured with severe
fluid in the lungs. In fact, her lung problems are quite severe.â
Avery, who was drinking silently aside, suddenly turned to look at Sean. âHow old?â
Avery figured that maybe he was indeed wasted and became crazy.
He thought, these days, Iâve felt that many passers-by look like her.
And now, just someoneâs casual remarks remind me of her.
Sean failed to react for a moment. âWhat?â
âHow old is she? The patient you were talking about.â It was the most patient thing Avery had said in
more than a month.
Sean let out an âOhâ and thought back to the girl on the bed. She had slender arms, and it could be
seen that she was less than 110 pounds. Sean replied, â16 or 17 years old.â
Except for her body, her face was so badly injured that he could not distinguish her face for now.
Averyâs eyes dimmed almost instantly. He laughed at himself and knew that he was nothing but
delusional.
He propped himself up on the coffee table and staggered out. âIâm leaving.â
Seth called out to him hastily, âNot so soon! It has been so many years, and Sean is finally back. Letâs
drink and talk.â
Seth asked Sean to be here since he could tell that Avery had been in a terrible mood these days, and
he was worried that something might happen if this went on. He wanted Sean to talk to Avery.
Sean had learned a lot about psychology when he studied medicine. In terms of communicating with
others, Sean was much better than him, a surgeon.
But Avery did not say anything else. He opened the door and went out.
Seanâs words echoed in his mind. Back then,
Sean said that the patient had severe fluid in the lungs, and she was the most serious. patient Sean
had ever dealt with.
Avery thought, no matter how bad her condition is, at least she is still alive.
If Darlene was still alive and survived drowning in such a deep sea, sheâd have fluid in her lungs after
that deep water as well.
Cyrus brought Avery back to Southwood Villa. For so many days, Avery never returned to Scenery Villa
and only stayed in
Southwood Villa.
Because Cyrus told him that during those
years he and Darlene were married, they had been living in Southwood Villa.
When they returned to Southwood Villa,
Avery sat down on the sofa in the living room, took the wine, and poured wine for himself.
Cyrus pulled a long face. He walked over and snatched the wine bottle from Averyâs hand.
âMr. Gallard, you canât drink anymore.
âLast week, you were taken to the emergency room with stomach bleeding, and the doctor said that
you have developed serious lung problems. You must stop smoking and drinking whatsoever.â
Avery drank too much, and everything in front of him was spinning. Everything around him, including
lights, furniture, tables, and chairs, was shaking utterly.
Cyrusâ voice was drifting away. In Averyâs dizziness, Darleneâs voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
âStop drinking. Smoking and drinking are bad for your health, and you have an unhealthy stomach to
begin with.â
Her voice gradually became clearer.
In the bedroom in Southwood Villa, he kicked over the water Darlene had brought him to wash his feet,
and she fell to the ground and banged her head.
When she stood up, she forced a smile and said to him, âI donât blame you. If I were to be in a
wheelchair all day, I wouldnât be comfortable doing anything, and Iâd probably be a lot grumpier than
you. So, if you want to let it out, go for it. Itâs better to let it out than keep it in.â
Her voice rang in his ear, and then it seemed to ring all over the room, the villa.
Those memories began to surge over like a tide.
Avery staggered up. He felt that Darleneâs figure was everywhere, and so was her voice.
He wanted to grab her and rush upstairs to the bedroom. âDarlene, I wonât drink. I wonât drink anymore,
OK? I was wrong. Where are you?â