When the three of us stood at the door, Shirley's driver got off the car and opened the door. Inside, Shirley sat in a wheelchair and said hello to me, "Come on in."
I hesitated for a moment, but I finally got on the car with Janice and Lacy.
Along the way, we were all quiet. Shirley drove the car to my place first. I asked Janice and Lacy to enter the car and gave them the keys before I returned to Shirley's car.
When we got in the car, I asked her, "Miss Shirley, how did you know I would be thrown out?"
Shirley smiled and said, "Maybe it's the instinct of being a disabled people like him."
I looked down and felt a little disappointed. "It went well at first, but we had experienced a long foreplay and he seemed to find that he couldn't do it, so..."
"That person is Patrick, right?" Shirley looked at me.
I nodded.
Shirley leaned forward slightly, grabbed my hand, and said with empathy on his face, "This leg of mine is the turning point of breaking up with him."
Hearing what Shirley said, I looked down at her leg.
From the surface, she looked no different from a normal person. I thought that she should be like Patrick and that there was something wrong with her nerves. So I said, "Can't you operate on your leg?"
Hearing what I said, Shirley smiled and said, "Yes. In fact, I have a prosthetic limb, so I can stand up and walk normally. I just don't want to..."
"Why not?"
I was greatly surprised.
But then I thought it made sense. With the current technology, most diseases could be cured.
Moreover, they were doctors, so they must know the new technology very well. No matter what, they shouldn't have been sitting in wheelchairs for so many years.
Shirley looked at her leg and said, "The reason why my leg is like this is because of Shelton."
I was surprised, but I didn't say anything, quietly waiting for Shirley to continue.
"This happened when we were 30 years old. At that time, Shelton was possessed and took a nonregular operation. After I knew it, I wanted to stop him. In order to not to let him do this operation, I stopped him when he drove out of the hospital. But he still left. I drank a lot that day. As a result, I was hit by a car on the way. It was too late that my leg was hopelessly broken when someone discovered me."
When Shirley said those words, her expression was very calm. It was as if she was talking about other people's matter.
Even so, I could still feel her feelings when I looked at her!
Looking at her, I hesitated for a long time and said, "Then were you in a coma after you were hit by a car?"
"No, I didn't."
Shirley's reply was determined.
When she recounted this, there was finally a trace of sorrow on her beautiful face. She looked down and gently stroked her legs over and over again. "I wasn't in a coma. I was very sober but couldn't move. I lay there, feeling that my life was slipping away little by little. That kind of despair was really torturous... I was still sober when I was sent to the hospital."
"So... what on earth did Shelton do?"
In the end, I finally got it out.
Shirley smiled bitterly. "I'm not afraid to tell you now. He went to the underground black market and did a heart-changing surgery for someone."
Then she did not continue.
The hospital could also operate this kind of surgery. Since they were going to the black market, it was definitely not a good thing.
I've seen this kind of thing on the news. Some wanderers disappeared because they were killed. Then their useful organs would be taken and put on the black market to sell.
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