A Whisper that went unheard novel Chapter 116

Melody knew Andrew cared a lot about appearances in front of the Chesson family, so at that moment, only Jeremy could help the orphanage.

She grabbed his sleeve without thinking, afraid he would turn and leave.

Jeremy hated being touched, yet when he met Melody's clear eyes, the irritation he should have felt never surfaced. In fact, he almost felt calm.

His Adam's apple bobbed. Her pitiful look made him want to tease her. She seemed soft enough to crumble with a single poke.

Even so, professional duty came first.

He glanced at the children behind her.

To be honest, none of them were good-looking. They were all underfed, and their clothes hung loosely on them. A few stared blankly, showing clear signs of developmental delay.

Still, every shirt was spotless. Someone had taken great care of them.

Andrew worried Jeremy might speak up, so he hurried to say, "Mel, this is orphanage business. Don't bother Jeremy."

Jeremy mentioned indifferently, "If they were real specialists, none of them would agree to that idea."

He looked at the youngest child, who was maybe three or four years old. The child clutched Lydia's hem, looking at them with a mix of confusion and fear.

Jeremy's cold gaze shifted to the men in white coats. "You want to put a toddler under full anesthesia for a scope? Are you serious?"

"Jeremy..." Andrew tried to interrupt.

Jeremy went on, "I understand using an endoscope for acute poisoning, but it's been days. The kids have been treated. A scope now only adds pain."

The words were blunt and harsh, yet Andrew didn't argue.