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So he took a picture and googled it. It turned out to be a placenta, and it was indeed beneficial to health.
Butâ¦
For Theresa, it was simply unacceptable.
As she thought about what it was, her stomach churned fiercely. She couldnât even imagine the feeling of drinking the placenta-stewed soup.
âCome on, Theresa, drink it while itâs hot. The doctor said your body was still weak and you would need this. This is the best tonic I can get. Eat meat too. This is beneficial to your bodyâ¦â
âUhâ¦â
Before Elizabeth could finish speaking, Theresa had almost vomited just by smelling the taste of the soup.
She ran to the bathroom quickly and threw up all the food she had ingested.
Armand gently patted her back. âIs the soup really that bad?â
He didnât know what was inside that soup, but what he did know was that Theresa couldnât take it.
Theresa washed off the dirt, rinsed her mouth and looked at him, âArmand Bernie.â
Armand asked, âWell, what can I do for you?â
âIâm afraid I canât take much more, so I have to prepare you for what comes next.â If this continued, she would lose her mind.
She could put up with most things, but she had a limit, and this soup business had crossed the line.
âIâve already made a concession, donât push me again and again, you have to consider my feelingsâ¦â
âI know.â Armand reached up to wipe her mouth, but Theresa turned her head away, âI canât have that soup.â
Armandâs hand froze awkwardly. He curled his fingers and slowly withdrew them.
âOkay, fine, you go in first, Iâll talk to Grandma.â Theresa walked past him sideways.
âTheresaâ¦â
âGrandma.â
Elizabeth wanted to call out to her, but was interrupted by Armand. He walked over, pushed Elizabeth into the room and said to Dora, âThrow the soupâ¦â
Elizabethâs eyes widened.
âDo you have any idea what it cost me to get this, and you just throw it away?â
It was impossible to get the placenta without the help of the hospital staff.
And that was quite expensive!
Dora stood up and asked, âShould I throw it away or not?â
âDonât do that!â shouted Elizabeth.
Armand said, âDo as I told you, throw it away.â
Elizabeth shuddered with rage. âWhat do you want to do?â
Armand ignored her anger, took her into the room and closed the door.
âSheâs not willing to drinkâ¦â
âGrandma, whatâs in the soup?â Armand could tell that the reason Theresa couldnât accept the soup was some raw material she couldnât take.
He didnât know what it was, but he could smell it.
âI used some help getting the placenta from the hospital. And that cost me a lotâ¦â
Before Elizabeth could finish speaking, Armand interrupted her, and her eyes widened in astonishment. âWhat?â
âThatâs very difficult to acquire.â Elizabeth kept thinking he wasnât wrong.
She just wanted Theresa to get well soon.
Placenta was only available in hospitals. After mothers delivered their babies, most people didnât take them home. They would deliver them to the hospital. And the hospital kept them and sold them to those who needed them.
Of course, these purchases and sales are always done in secret. You canât just go to a market and buy a placenta with money. Placenta can only be bought through a special method and relationship.
Armand was about to go crazy. How could Elizabeth be so crazy and reckless?
âGrandma, are you willing to eat this thing?â
âIâm fine and I donât need this.â
Armand took a deep breath and felt almost suffocated. He did his best to contain his anger at Elizabeth and didnât lose his head, âEven I canât agree to eat such a thing, let alone Theresa.â
Armand knelt in front of Elizabeth as he spoke. His eyes were covered with a thin layer of tears. He put his hand in Elizabethâs lap and sobbed with his head raised, âGrandma, if you keep acting like this, Theresa and I might break up because of you. Sheâs already promised you, what else do you want to do? Huh? Will you be happy if I break up with her? Is that what you want? Do you know what hurts me? Youâre my dear grandmother and sheâs my dear girlfriend. I donât want to hurt anyone. We all behave carefully and follow your requests just to satisfy your will. But, why canât you consider our feelings even for once?â.
Elizabeth gave him a look, âArmandâ¦. Armandâ¦â
Armand covered his face, âI beg you, please stop it, okay?â.
Elizabethâs eyes filled with tears. She only wanted to help them, but why couldnât they see her efforts?
Did their kindness and efforts bother them?
Elizabeth also felt aggrieved.
âOkay, all right, Iâll leave you two alone, okay?â
Armand sat on the floor, speechless.
It took him a while to get up and go to Theresa.
Theresa was still in the room. Armand led Elizabeth to her room and closed the door, so Theresa didnât know what he said to Elizabeth.
âGrandmother has promised that she will not ask you to drink that soup in the future.â He walked over and said, âTheresa, Iâm sorry.â
Theresa knew it was hard for him to deal with the relationship between her and Elizabeth, so he didnât bother.
The more tolerant Theresa was, the more embarrassed Armand Bernie felt.
âYou know, Iâm very weak. I donât want you to suffer, but I canât do anything. I feel so bad.â He sat on the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his knees. His back was bent down and Theresa couldnât see his face.
âI know, and I donât blame you,â Theresa said gently.
âYou donât blame me, but I blame myself for being so weak. If I can be moreâ¦â
âBe tougher? Abandon the grandmother who raised you?â
Armand smiled bitterly, âYes.â
Theresa patted him on the head, âI wouldnât love a man like that. How can I trust a man who abandons his beloved grandmother and his humanity?â
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