Chapter 172 We Must Save Kelvin's Hand

The surgeon pulled down his mask. "Mr. Davis's condition is still critical. The injury to his arm is severe, with significant nerve damage due to repeated trauma and excessive blood loss. Currently, it's quite a challenge."

Penelope knew that if Kelvin hadn't pulled the knife out of his arm, the damage wouldn't be so severe.

"What can be done? How can we treat him?" she asked.

"Our team will convene to determine the best course of treatment," the surgeon responded, "For now, we must ensure Mr. Davis's hand remains immobile."

Grandpa Davis spoke up fiercely, "No matter what, we need to save Kelvin's hand!" The head of the Davis family, the CEO, crippled by this accident, would become the butt of every joke.

And Kelvin, the ever so proud and arrogant, how could he ever come to terms with such a debilitating reality...

The surgeon nodded. "We will certainly give it our all."

The operating room doors stood completely open, and a nurse wheeled out the stretcher.

Penelope could hardly bear to look.

Never before had she seen Kelvin in a weakened state, his handsome features pale and lacking his usual sharpness.

"Kelvin..." she whispered.

Penelope attempted to step forward but was preemptively blocked by Grandpa Davis. "Don't come any closer!" he commanded.

With an oxygen mask affixed and IV fluids running, Kelvin was escorted by the nurse, gradually fading from her sight...

Penelope could only watch helplessly.

Touching him, once a simple act, had become a luxury she couldn't afford.

Grandpa Davis, intent on following to the ward, turned back suddenly, "Penelope, now

that you've seen Kelvin, it's time for you to leave."

"Okay," she nodded, her voice barely above a murmur," I'll go."

She wasn't needed here; the Davis family didn't want to see her.

Staying would make her a burden, an imposition.

Monica looked at her sympathetically. "Always so

"Kelvin and I were never meant

meet as enemies from the beginning? How could a single night of being everything to each

child and enduring so much hardship ultimately result

could they both nearly lose their lives over their

and turned slowly, she

said. "Don't overthink things. Just get some rest. I'll keep you updated

"Thank

I could do. After all, you're the apple of Kelvin's eye. He'll wake up, and everything will

fuming, but any thoughts of how to handle Penelope, he had to

all over the place, making sure everything was taken care

watched the car drive away. She complimented, "You may usually act like an easy-go-lucky person but you sure know what you're doing

said, "Did you think I

lightly, "Until today, yeah, pretty

straightened his suit, and said, "It Seems that you've got

"Give you a little

nearsighted or something?"

Monica replied, "What do you mean? Have you ever seen me wearing glasses in all the years we've

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you see clearly?" Timothy teased. "How can you overlook a

right," Monica

to The King Manor, feeling

order; the calmness belied

back," said the

She nodded her agreement.

a fresh, clean nightgown had been

the master bedroom,

sudden sadness overwhelming her as tears

between her and Kelvin

child, a sacrifice made to save a

demeaning. Hating someone

feeling both love and

not even being able to tell which

sleep in a haze,

was in an asylum, ostracized, her food thrown on

to pick

a hotel room,

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