Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 154

Victor chuckled after hearing his words. There was a touch of sarcasm in the dimples hanging at the corners of his mouth. "Unfortunately, money isn’t an issue for a doctor like me. Getting a request fulfilled isn’t something worth feeling happy about either."

He turned his head back and glanced at Sophia, pointing at her right leg. "Compared to those things, I am more interested in treating a patient at an optimal time, but..."

He turned and looked at Charles again, saying slowly, "The optimal treatment time was delayed by Mr. Harris."

Sophia pursed her lips tightly, blood slowly draining from her face. Even though she did not have high hopes for treating her leg to start with, she was still slightly disappointed and bitter when she heard what Victor said at this moment.

"The optimal treatment time is nothing to Mr. Harris." Aunt Lucy sneered. "He broke Soph’s leg after all!"

Charles frowned. This time, his brows did not smooth out as quickly. "You don’t need to tell me so many things. Just tell me if it can be treated or not."

"Deformities in bones are easier to deal with. Cell necrosis is the major problem here." Victor looked at Charles. "Thanks to you, it’s hard to say whether her leg will heal fully."

Charles's Adam's apple rolled slightly. The color of his eyes darkened by the minute. His hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched a little before unclenching and clenching again.

Sophia licked her dry lips. "Since it's so bad, then don't bother about it anymore, Dr. Hemingway."

She had put off treatment for the longest time. Getting told that nothing could be done to her legs anymore and that there was no way of treating it now was no different from the first time she heard that she had a broken leg.

"Oh, it’s no bother at all. I personally enjoy a good challenge." Victor smiled at her before turning to Charles, his dimples not as deep anymore. "It stands to reason that Mr. Harris is neither the patient's family nor my supervisor or the person who hired me. I shouldn’t be asking Mr. Harris for anything..."

Charles glanced at Sophia. His gaze paused on her chapped lips, then he withdrew his gaze and cut him off. "Feel free to mention it if you have any requests at all."

"There’s no need for that," Sophia said before Victor could. "I’ve been lame for two years now. I’m used to it.”

She paused for a moment, her voice slightly hoarse. "I’m not treating it anymore."

She would rather be lame her whole life than to owe Charles even the slightest favor.

Victor looked at her and sighed softly. "If you’ve gotten used to it, then why bother pretending to be a normal person, Ms. White?"

He glanced at her right leg and sighed again. "I’m sure it takes a tremendous amount of effort in order for you to act like a normal person as much as possible, right?”

In fact, this had something to do with her bone deformity. She was disabled after all. If she wanted to walk like a normal person, she would have to adjust her walking posture to a certain extent.

"No." Sophia retracted her right leg, frowning. She felt extremely embarrassed to uncover her scars in public when she was already so unwilling to touch them herself.

"No offense. Please forgive me, Ms. White." Victor said apologetically. He turned to Charles.

Before he could say anything, he heard Charles say, "If you have any requests at all, please do let me know."

"I heard that Ms. White is currently working in Dream Club?" Victor asked.

Charles glanced at Sophia, paused for a moment, and nodded.

"During Ms. White's leg treatment, it will be unfit for her to work. She needs all the rest she can get," Victor said gently.

"What are you trying to do?" Aunt Lucy dragged her back and said in a suppressed voice, "I can let you do whatever you want, but I have the final say in your leg treatment, you hear me?"

Aunt Lucy might have spoken in an extremely soft voice, but Charles could still hear every single word she said clearly in the huge and quiet ward. Even so, he did not say anything. Aunt Lucy was better at persuading Sophia compared to him.

He frowned slightly at the thought of that. He could not tell what he was actually feeling inside... In the past, the things he said to her were much more effective than anyone.

Sophia put on a dreadful look and hesitated for a while. Aunt Lucy knocked her on the head. "Don’t mess things up. We had a deal!"

As soon as her voice fell, a series of mobile phone vibrations were heard.

"My apologies. I need to take this." Victor answered the call, hummed a reply, and said that he would be there immediately before hanging up the call.

He looked at Sophia with a slightly apologetic look on his face and said, "I have a rough idea about Ms. White’s leg condition now. However, I still need to perform several more in-depth examinations. I still have things to deal with right now. Can I come over tomorrow and perform the examinations for you?”

"... Okay." Under the continuous hints that Aunt Lucy was constantly throwing her way with all kinds of small movements she was making, Sophia hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing to it.

Victor’s lips curved up upon hearing her response, his dimples carrying an intoxicating smile. After thanking her for being understanding, he turned to Aunt Lucy. "My mom is at the airport. Let's go and pick her up together."

"Okay, okay!" Aunt Lucy answered. She turned her head and pinched Sophia's arm. She then glared at her and said, "If you dare talk nonsense while I'm away, then don’t acknowledge me as your Aunt Lucy any more next time!"

Having said that, she looked askance at Charles only to realize that he was looking at Sophia. His gaze looked somewhat… It was too complicated to describe. Whatever it was, she had goosebumps from the way he looked at her.