Chapter 588: Mandatory Amputation

Marc’s eyes were so dark and deep that they seemed bottomless. He said sorrowfully, “You keep telling me that you will definitely find a better doctor to cure my legs, but where’s the doctor? Have you found one yet? Don’t talk nonsense in front of me if you haven’t!

“You know what? The more you say that, the more miserable I feel!

“All you do is say some nice things to me, but that’s completely useless! Two days ago, you told me that you would definitely bring that medical expert Dr. Stone back to treat me, but you couldn’t even get this little thing done properly. You’re a good-for-nothing!

“I don’t have a good-for-nothing father like you! Get out of here immediately! I don’t want to see you at all! Get lost now! Scram!!”

Marc cursed hysterically, and his movements were so vigorous that he strained the injuries in his calves, causing him to feel an excruciating pain that made him even more frustrated and livid. In a fit of anger, he flipped over all the things on the bedside table, including the piping hot bowl of soup, scattering them all over the floor.

A trace of bitterness and pain appeared in Moses’ eyes. But when he saw his son being in pain, he couldn’t bring himself to lash out at him. All he could do was remain silent.

Yes, he’s right. I’m indeed too incompetent to hire a good doctor. That’s why his legs can’t be treated.

I’m really… such a failure!

Hearing the loud commotion coming from the ward, the few nurses outside didn’t have the slightest trace of surprise in their eyes because they had already become accustomed to it over the past few days.

At this moment, a doctor in a white coat walked over, knocked on the open door, and said to Moses, “Mr. Kingston, I have something to discuss with you. Please come out.”

Moses walked out the door and closed it. “What’s the matter?”

The doctor let out a long sigh and said with a grave expression, “I have to inform you that the injuries on Marc’s legs are extremely serious, and the best option for him now is amputation. But… In short, there’s a severe infection in his legs, and his wounds have already become red, swollen, and inflamed. There are also signs of ulceration, and there has been necrosis in many tissues. No amount of antibiotics will help now.

“Hence, we can’t continue to delay any longer. We have to carry out the amputation of his legs immediately in order to save his life. Otherwise, once all kinds of infections and complications occur, even God can’t save him!”

The doctor’s words were like a heavy hammer that immediately made Moses dizzy.

It took several seconds for him to register what the doctor said and react to it. “What… what did you say? You said that my son has to undergo amputation immediately, or else his life will be in danger?”

He couldn’t believe it at all. He grabbed the doctor’s collar and shouted in anger, “You quack! Didn’t you tell me two days ago that you could save my son’s legs once we got a good doctor here?”

The doctor was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe. He hurriedly protected his neck with his hands and said softly, “I-I did say that, but things are different now. Mr. Kingston’s legs were just injured a couple of days ago, so if Dr. Stone had come over immediately, there was indeed a possibility that he could have been cured!

“However, the… situation has already changed because we’ve already missed the best treatment time for Mr. Kingston. The injuries in his legs are getting more and more serious, and there are already signs of serious infection. At this juncture, even the best doctor can’t do anything to help!”

Moses was dumbfounded, and all that was running through his mind was ‘we’ve already missed the best treatment time’.

He let go weakly, feeling as if all the energy within him had been drained. He took two steps back until he reached the wall. Only then did he barely keep his body straight.

“Doctor, is there really no other solution?” he asked with reddened eyes, as if he was making a final prayer.

The attending doctor sighed and said regretfully, “I’m very sorry, Mr. Kingston. If there were another solution, I would have definitely told you about it. Alright, please make a choice as soon as possible!”

Then he straightened his crooked collar and sighed as he left.

Moses leaned against the wall in silence, his heart filled with self-reproach and remorse.

If he had been mellower to Maddy at the airport the other day and spoke to her nicely instead of attempting to take her away by force, she would probably have rushed over to help with the treatment.

After all, she could head over from Orange County quickly.

At worst, they could have arranged for people to send Marc to the hospital in Orange County, where he could have been treated by Maddy.

That day, he had met Maddy first, and if he could have negotiated with her beforehand, Maddy probably wouldn’t go back on her word once he begged her nicely, even if Lucas was displeased.

That way, he wouldn’t have offended Maddy or provoked Lucas.

His son’s legs might have also been saved then.

Moses was full of remorse.

If he could turn back time, he wouldn’t have used such a silly method as to try and leverage on the Kingstons’ power and money to compel Maddy.

However, it was too late to say anything now!

Now, he only had two options, or rather, he was left only with one option.

His son’s legs had to be amputated!

Moses was in so much misery that he felt as if his heart was about to bleed.

He knew that Marc had always been extremely proud and arrogant. Once his legs were amputated and he became disabled, it would definitely be a massive blow to him!

The thought of his son’s appearance after the amputation made Moses’s heart clench.

But since things had come to this, it was his only option.

He took a deep breath and thought about how to talk to his son about this matter as he turned around with a solemn expression and pushed the door of the ward open.

But what he saw in the ward made his pupils abruptly constrict and his heart almost stop beating. He shouted in shock, “Marc, what… what are you doing?!”

In the ward, Marc, who had been lying on the hospital bed, was now sitting on the sill of the open window, and the wind was blowing in from outside, causing his hair and hospital gown to flutter.

Seeing this scene, Moses got even more frightened. His son could be blown downstairs by the wind at any time.

“Son, you… quickly come here. If you want to enjoy the scenery, I’ll accompany you to go outside and watch the scenery every day once you recover, okay?” While speaking in a mellow tone, Moses slowly approached Marc.

Moses sneered. “Once I recover? Now that things have come to this, you’re still lying to me! I heard everything the doctor just said you! The doctor said that my only option is to get an amputation immediately, or I’ll die, right? Now, you’re thinking about how to tell me about the amputation, right? You’re a liar! What else can you do other than lie to me?!”

The more he spoke, the more agitated he got, and toward the end, he was hollering.