Chapter 9: Chapter Nine: Welcoming All Comers

Orville Quiller was puzzled by her gaze, put down the book, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

He had originally thought that Evelyn Bert was just acting on a whim, but her next words instantly shattered his inner peace.

"Yingying wants to go out and look at the stars. Will big brother come with me?"

"Let Aunt Lu accompany you." Hearing the word 'legs', Orville Quiller's expression changed for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

Evelyn Bert, however, suddenly said crisply, "Liar! Your legs are perfectly fine; you just don't want to go with me! Hmph!"

Before Orville Quiller could respond, she abruptly pulled the blanket off his legs. Her fair, slender fingers poked around his legs, and she rambled on, "See, your legs are perfectly fine, they just lack strength. You just don't want to go stargazing with me, hmph!"

Those random pokes were not just pokes; as a renowned ghost doctor in the medical world, she was quickly checking the condition of Orville Quiller's legs.

Aunt Lu, who had just brought up the milk, happened to witness this scene. She was startled, fearing that Evelyn Bert might hurt the young master, and rushed over to grab her hand. "Miss Fang, you can't touch the young master's legs!"

Evelyn Bert understood why Aunt Lu was so anxious, but she couldn't show it. She huffed, "His legs are clearly fine. You're all lying to me, you liars! I want to go home, waaah..."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Lu's lips moved, about to explain, but the young master interrupted her.

"Why do you say my legs are fine?"

With that, Orville Quiller pulled back the blanket, revealing his legs, which were disabled due to a car accident. His long, bony fingers rolled up his pants, exposing scars that had been hidden for a long time.

As if he didn't feel anything, Orville Quiller continued expressionlessly, "Is this what you wanted to see?"

There was a brown scar, like a centipede, running from the inside of his calf all the way up. The stitches left behind were particularly noticeable, and his knee was wrapped in white gauze. Perhaps due to the sudden movement, blood had seeped through the gauze, leaving a trail of red.

Evelyn Bert's crying stopped instantly as she stared fixedly at the scars on Orville Quiller's legs.

Seeing her silent for a long time, a dark glint flashed in Orville Quiller's deep eyes, and he let out a self-mocking smile, "Is it scary?"

Aunt Lu called out in distress, "Young Master..."

Orville Quiller waved his hand, "I'm fine."

It was just a pair of crippled legs; he had long gotten used to it. Now, it was just exposing these ugly scars to others. He wasn't that fragile; he could handle it.

Just as Orville Quiller was about to lower his pants, Evelyn Bert suddenly reached out and touched the ugly scar, "It's beautiful, like a withered vine. It will bloom into pretty little flowers!"

Orville Quiller was taken aback, looking up at the grinning Evelyn Bert, his voice dry, "Aren't you scared?"

Evelyn Bert shook her head, her voice clear and crisp, "No, why should I be scared?"

Simple words, but they stirred something in Orville Quiller's heart.

Indeed, it was just a scar, what was there to be afraid of?

His gaze toward Evelyn Bert seemed to have changed...

Aunt Lu, who had heard Evelyn Bert's words, although still dissatisfied with the Fang family for sending a fool to deceive the Huo family, began to see the foolish Miss Fang in a different light.

"I'll leave the milk here. Young Master and Miss Fang, please rest early after drinking it."

After saying that, Aunt Lu left the bedroom with the tray.

The moment the bedroom door closed, she quickened her pace downstairs and dialed the number of the Huo family's old residence.

In the upstairs master bedroom, Evelyn Bert sat on the edge of the bed, her fair, slender hands continuously stroking Orville Quiller's leg, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily.

Orville Quiller didn't understand what she was doing, but he let her continue, thinking she found it amusing. After all, her earlier words had pleased him.

Since the accident, he had faced many looks of pity or schadenfreude. Evelyn Bert was the only one without such emotions, making him feel like he was still a normal person who could walk freely.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet and harmonious.

After about ten minutes, Evelyn Bert, seemingly tired of playing, withdrew her hand and happily ran to the bathroom.

Orville Quiller glanced at the scar on his leg; it didn't seem as ugly anymore.

In the bathroom, Evelyn Bert splashed water on her face, then looked up at her reflection, no longer smiling foolishly. She recalled what she had discovered while examining Orville Quiller's leg.

Orville Quiller's leg was indeed severely injured, with major nerve damage. The inability to walk for a long time was due to the initial nerve damage from the accident. Although some recovery had occurred later, it was still not enough for him to stand or walk. Additionally, there were issues with the joints, and something was stuck in the wound...

These were the fundamental problems causing Orville Quiller's immobility and forcing him to accept his disability.

Due to the extensive nerve damage, even experts were at a loss, resorting to prescribing medication for maintenance. But for the ghost doctor Evelyn Bert, though it was challenging, it wasn't untreatable. Western medicine might be powerless, but traditional Chinese medicine might work, though it would take time. The question was whether Orville Quiller would be willing...

Thinking of this, Evelyn Bert smiled confidently, "Whether you like it or not, you have to agree!"

Her revenge plan needed Orville Quiller's help. Not that she couldn't do it alone, but she had just learned that a powerful, unknown force was backing the Fang family, one that even her network couldn't uncover. If Orville Quiller joined, things would move much faster.

Next, she needed to figure out how to contact the Huo family. As far as she knew, Mrs. Quiller was actively seeking doctors who could treat Orville Quiller. Anyone with real skills would be welcomed...

The next day, Orville Quiller, who was reading in the greenhouse, was called away by an urgent phone call. Dennis Walkley, his personal assistant, naturally accompanied him, and the large villa instantly became quiet.

The servants went about their work, and Evelyn Bert sat in the living room watching cartoons. Aunt Lu was nowhere to be seen since morning, but Evelyn Bert enjoyed the freedom of not being watched.

Just as she was thinking of an excuse to go out, a servant brought Melissa Bert in.

"Madam, your sister is here to see you."

Before Evelyn Bert could speak, Melissa Bert quickly ran to her, grabbing her hand with a force that seemed to almost break her wrist, but with a fake smile on her face, "Sorry, Yingying. I've been very busy lately. I came to see you today. You're not mad at me, right?"