The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 656

Chapter 656 

“Stop the treatment?” Levi immediately raised his eyebrows and continued, “Did you forget the severity of the treatment interruption I told you before? Although you have been stopped for a few days, fortunately, it’s not too long, so it’s not too serious. If it were a year-” 

“I’m pregnant,” Rosalie interrupted. “If we continue the treatment of my hands now, it will probably affect the babies. So, I have to stop the treatment first.” 

Levi’s expression turned serious. “Indeed, we can’t continue the treatment with that method if you’re pregnant. But if the treatment is interrupted, the condition of your hands might become more serious in the future. I’m afraid it will be difficult for you to even make a fist by then.” 

On the side, Jonathan’s expression immediately changed. “How can it be?” 

“In the worst case, your hands may be disabled,” Levi added. 

Jonathan’s face became even more gloomy. “How can it be? Is there any other method?” 

Levi smiled faintly and said, “I had told her all kinds of serious conditions clearly before the treatment!” Rosalie said, “So, do you mean we can’t postpone the treatment for another year?” 

“It’s not that the treatment can’t be continued anymore. It’s just that the pain will be much more intense than what you have suffered before. Besides, if the conditions of your hands deteriorate or are disabled before the treatment, then any treatment won’t be effective.” 

Jonathan’s expression completely darkened. He could not accept either both her hands being disabled or the more painful treatment a year later. 

He had seen the situation when she received the treatment back then once. When he saw the needle pricked into her hands without anesthesia, he felt the chills and shivered all over. 

That kind of pain was hard for ordinary people to bear, let alone more severe pain. 

“Rosalie, I can find a better doctor for you locally and abroad. I will ensure your hands are cured no matter what!” Jonathan said in a deep voice. 

“I don’t know about the doctors abroad, but at least I am the only one who can cure her hands in Clusia,” Levi said bluntly. 

Jonathan pursed his lips, and his face turned even more gloomy. 

“I got it. Thank you, Mr. Sabatini! If my hands haven’t been disabled in a year, please help me treat them again,” Rosalie said. 

Levi stared at Rosalie and asked, “Aren’t you afraid these hands will be disabled?” 

“The babies are more important to me. I can sacrifice my life for them, let alone just a pair of hands. It’s nothing.” Rosalie smiled faintly as if she was very calm. 

Levi looked at Rosalie a little admirably. “Then, I will make a prescription for you. Make the medicine into liquid form to soak your feet, and the dregs can be applied to your hands. Make it three times a week. It is safe and effective for pregnant women.” 

With that, Levi directly wrote Rosalie a prescription so that she could go to the pharmacy to get the medicine by herself. 

“Thank you, Mr. Sabatini,” Rosalie hurriedly said. 

“You don’t need to thank me. My prescription is just to relieve the joint pain during your pregnancy, but it can’t guarantee whether your hands will be disabled or not.” Levi was outspoken. 

Rosalie knew Levi was sharp-tongued but tender-hearted, so she just smiled and thanked him. Then, she left with Jonathan. 

When they got in the car, Jonathan took the prescription from Rosalie. After a moment of pondering, he said, “I’ll ask someone to take a look at it later.” 

“Are 

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you afraid that there is something wrong with this prescription?” Rosalie asked. 

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“Whether there’s something wrong or not, it’s always good to be more careful,” said Jonathan. He would be nervous about anything about her at present. 

As Jonathan spoke, he held Rosalie’s hands and observed them. Her fingers were thin, just like her body figure, and because of that, the deformation of the bones looked more obvious. 

Every time he saw her hands, he felt pain in his heart. 

It was a form of self-remorse, regret, and even helplessness. 

He lived off wealthily and could easily do and get anything he wanted, but he seemed powerless and helpless when curing her hands. 

Even if he had sought many experts for her, those experts concluded that they could only relieve the pain in her hands at most, but they could not cure her hands to the point that they could do various movements as easily as ordinary people. 

Once he agreed with her choice to continue the treatment after a year, if anything happened with her hands, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life. He preferred not having the three babies and did not want her hands to become disabled.