Chapter 75: No cure available Chapter 75: No cure available Patrick Taylor, who had been watching over him all night, instantly looked up at Harry Collins and said softly, “Harry, are you awake?”
“Mom, how am I?” Harry’s voice was somewhat weak, but very anxious.
Patrick Taylor dared not look at his son’s face and stammered, “We still have hope, Harry!”
Seeing his mother like this at the moment, Harry became even more anxious. He knew how severe his injuries were, but he still held out hope.
“I want to see the doctor! I want to see the doctor! I want to see the doctor!”
The more Harry said this, the more frightened Patrick Taylor became.
“Harry, don’t be afraid, mom is here. If this doesn’t work, we’ll go abroad. I’ll find you the most famous doctor in the world to perform the surgery, definitely…”
“Mom, are you saying that the doctors here have already given me a death sentence?”
Patrick Taylor dared not meet Harry’s eyes, just kept saying, “Harry, stay calm. Being too emotional can be bad for your wounds.”
Harry’s eyes suddenly turned terrifying, and he screamed, “I’m asking you, did they give me a death sentence or not? Did they?”
But Patrick Taylor could only continue to comfort him. After causing a commotion in the ward for a long time, in the end, it took a sedative from the doctor to calm Harry down.
Three days later, the Collins family invited the most authoritative international doctor in a certain field to treat Harry, but the result was extremely pessimistic, and once again sentenced Harry to “death.”
Harry’s face no longer had the flamboyant air of the Third Young Master of the Collins Family. He couldn’t believe the result, but had to accept it; it was the truth. For the rest of his life, he would never be able to touch a woman again.
At the age of ten, he became aware of his sexuality.
At eleven, he secretly watched adult movies with a group of unwelcome foppery classmates.
At twelve, on the last day of that year, he ended his days of secretly seeking pleasure. That day, he tasted a woman for the first time.
From then on, it was unstoppable, seeking different sensations in different women, until the day he could no longer touch another woman.
In the Collins family, the most infuriated was Harry’s father, Eric Collins. His only son had turned into this—was he to hand over the entire group to his younger brother?
The most heart-wrenching and tormented was Patrick Taylor. Her only son had become like this, and the culprit was her nephew, Milton Taylor. Since the incident, Milton had gone into hiding. It seemed that Milton knew the final outcome of Harry’s injury, and it would be even harder to find him. Even if she could, what could she do? Offend her big brother and her maternal home?
Being the most rational and considering Harry’s future, it was Elder Lady Collins.
“Harry, you are still young. You have a long way to go in life. This incident may hurt you, but it doesn’t mean your life’s journey is over. There’s nothing more Grandma can do for you, no matter how sad or heartbroken I am…” Elder Lady Collins wiped her tears and continued slowly, “Now, the only thing I can do for you is to try and find some blood relatives for you.”