Henry Stanton had no idea what the doctor planned to do to him.

He could only see the doctor attaching things to his brain and limbs, with wires of different colors connected to them.

"What are you doing? Are you going to dismember me?!"

"Dismember?" The doctor shook his finger, "NONONO, we won’t make you go through that on the first day. Everything should be done step by step. Today, we’ll start you off gently."

As the doctor spoke, he adjusted the machine beside him, then pressed the red "start" button.

As soon as the button was pressed, the doctor immediately covered his ears with both hands.

"Ah—" A scream tore through the sky.

Henry Stanton screamed frantically, his face pale, and his body trembled violently.

So much pain.

The stomach hurt so much!

It felt like the stomach was rotting away.

But clearly, these people hadn’t even touched him. He was just tied to this bed.

Oh right! It must be these wires!

After what felt like an eternity, just as Henry Stanton’s whole body was convulsing, the pain suddenly vanished.

The doctor released his hands from his ears, walked over with a smile, and asked, "How does it feel to have a stomach cancer attack?"

"Stomach, stomach cancer?" Henry Stanton’s voice was nearly breathless.

The doctor nodded and said, "Today, you will experience three stomach cancer attacks. A special treatment for newcomers, this is the easiest. Starting tomorrow, you won’t be so lucky. Get ready, the second one is about to begin. Each session lasts ten minutes, just hold on, ten minutes will pass quickly."

The doctor spoke the harshest words in the gentlest tone.

At this moment, Henry Stanton finally understood the purpose of the machines in this room.

These machines could generate all kinds of pain, just like those used to simulate childbirth pain that people experience.

Thinking that tomorrow would bring a higher level of pain, Henry Stanton collapsed and shouted— 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Let me go! Let me out! I don’t want to stay here!!"

But no one paid any attention to him.

The second ten-minute session began.

What Henry Stanton didn’t know was that what awaited him wasn’t a reduction of his sentence, but rather a relentless, daily repetition of unbearable agony for the rest of his life.

...

Afternoon.

Summer Monroe visited the place where Dottie’s parents were temporarily staying, which was in the old neighborhood near the school where she had previously lived.

The three of them were quite happy living together. When Summer Monroe entered, she smelled the aroma of fried chicken.

"Fried chicken?" Summer Monroe looked at Dottie, who was enthusiastically eating.

Hearing the voice, Dottie picked up a drumstick and handed it to Summer Monroe.

"Sadie, have a drumstick!"

Summer Monroe patted Dottie’s head and said, "Thank you, Dottie, but I won’t eat it. Where’s your dad? Why are you the only one at home?"

Dottie obediently replied, "Dad went to the hospital to bring mom some food. He said the hospital meals aren’t tasty, so he made stir-fried pig’s blood with scallions and chicken soup for mom."

"Shall I take you to the hospital to see your mom then?"

"Sure!" Dottie said excitedly, "I didn’t even eat my two drumsticks, let’s bring them to mom! This is my first time eating fried chicken. Dad said now that he has money, I can eat fried chicken every day."

Summer Monroe laughed, "You eat the fried chicken yourself, your mom can’t eat such greasy food. You should eat less too, it’s not too good for your health. I’ll cook for you another day."

"Yay!"

The two quickly arrived at the entrance of First Ross Hospital.

By coincidence, as Summer Monroe got out of the car, she ran into someone she knew.

"Oh, it’s Miss Monroe!"

Claire Woodward approached with a full smile.

She had just returned to the hospital from Crestfall University and happened to encounter Summer Monroe.

She glanced at Dottie, who was beside Summer Monroe, sneered, and asked, "Who is this? Your illegitimate child? An illegitimate child’s child... does Young Master Knight know about this?"