Just having gotten out of danger, Ivan was once again laid out on the operating table.
The surgeon picked up his medical scissors and swiftly cut open the same wound on Ivan's belly that was just stitched up.
Less than 24 hours, Ivan's belly was sliced open once again. Out came a piece of blue thin plastic from Ivan's belly.
What was this? It seemed to be the same material as their surgical gowns.
Turned out, Chloe had cut off a piece of her protective suit with the blood-stained fruit knife, balled it up, and threw it into Ivan's belly.
Under their watchful eyes, she just smiled and said, "Carry on, you guys didn't see anything, did you?"
As they were stitching up the wound and cutting off the surgical threads, they were still in shock, staring blankly at the spot, exchanging glances.
"He can't die either. You guys will have to figure out a way in the upcoming days," Chloe said.
That was why they didn't leave that night, waiting for Ivan's condition to worsen.
Sure enough... The foreign object was removed and the wound was stitched up again. The process didn't take long as they knew exactly what they were dealing with.
Freya and Percy rushed over again. Upon learning that their son was okay, they breathed a sigh of relief.
After two nerve-wracking ups and downs, Freya and Percy seemed to have aged several years, with their faces filled with weariness.
Ivan, having undergone two surgeries at the same spot, was on the brink of death but still hanging in there.
After a brief conversation with the doctor in the corridor, Percy's face turned extremely gloomy.
"What caused my son's second surgery?"
The doctor was visibly distressed but still told the truth, "There was a foreign object left in the abdominal cavity, causing a bacterial infection."
"What foreign object?"
"Um... a piece of plastic film."
The doctor came up with an excuse to leave, leaving Percy standing there, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.
"Chloe!!"
A roar of anger echoed through the whole hospital, shocking everyone. He was so furious he wanted to settle scores with Chloe right away.
Only then did he remember that she had returned to P City in the afternoon.
Only now did he fully realize the strange smile Chloe had given him before she left, and...
Why they left in such a hurry.
...
In P City, an old Harper family's mansion.
Just as Damon had finished bathing Chloe and laid her on the bed, his phone rang. He plugged the hair dryer into the socket beside the bed before answering the call.
Chloe grabbed her wet hair, trying to listen to Damon's phone conversation, but Damon only said "Understood" and hung up.
Then, he tossed his phone aside and sat down in front of Chloe. He put a towel on his lap, and Chloe obediently laid down. He first turned on the warm fan and let it blow for a while, then switched to the lowest wind speed. His warm hands gently moved through her hair, comforting and soothing.
"Was that call from Hong Kong?" Chloe looked up at the man drying her hair.
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