James Campbell charged forward, blocking Melody Baker’s path, his face contorted with rage as he glared at Elly Campbell.
By then, Elly had already let go of Melody Baker’s hand and was wiping her own with a handkerchief passed by a servant, rubbing it several times as if it had been tainted with "dirty things."
"Don’t worry, it’s just a sprain, no bones are hurt, a little ointment will do."
Her tone sounded exceptionally gentle, and had one not seen her twist Melody Baker’s hand, they might have truly believed she was just a doctor treating an injury.
Elly Campbell was a doctor, familiar with human anatomy, so if she said Melody Baker had only sprained a muscle and not broken any bones, it meant that the bones were indeed unharmed.
Yet, Melody Baker was in agony, her face ghastly pale as she leaned against James Campbell, trembling all over in pain, her eyes glaring at Elly Campbell with a cold hostility.
James Campbell was watching her with clenched teeth, and he said coldly, "Are you satisfied now?"
"It’s fine, take her and scram."
Elly Campbell looked like someone who had won a bargain and was smug about it, which nearly made James Campbell and Melody Baker vomit blood in anger.
James Campbell, supporting Melody Baker, walked slowly out of the Campbell family estate, and they could hear Elly’s voice tinged with false concern:
"Elly, you are just too kind. That woman wanted your life, yet you just let her walk away."
"Yeah, I always seem to clash with these people because I’m just too kind."
Go to hell with your kindness!
James Campbell and Melody Baker were seething with anger in their hearts, but apart from cursing her as a bitch, there was nothing practical they could do.
After watching James Campbell and Melody Baker leave the Campbell family’s gate, the two exchanged a look, and then Elly burst out laughing.
"My dear niece, seeing how you handled that idiot James Campbell felt so satisfying, I could eat two bowls of rice."
Elly merely shrugged nonchalantly, rubbing the strained tendon on her wrist, "If we don’t teach those two a lesson, they’ll keep jumping around in front of me, it’s irritating."
Seeing her rubbing her wrist, Elly’s relative expressed concern, "How is it? Did you hurt a bone? Should we go to the hospital?"
"No need, it’s probably just a ligament strain, some medicine will suffice."
James Churchill went about his rounds visiting each ward as usual.
When it came to Adam Jones’ turn and seeing that he was in good condition, Churchill said, "You can be discharged today, just be mindful of your diet."
Adam Jones glanced at him, and recalling that this man had designs on Elly, did not want to give him the satisfaction of a pleasant face.
As Churchill was preparing to leave, Adam Jones said, "I could stay a few more days."
Churchill’s footsteps halted abruptly, and he turned around to look at Adam Jones as if he were gazing at a fool.
A hospital stay can’t possibly compare to the Jones family mansion, can it?
He must be playing up his suffering to gain Elly’s sympathy, right?
Just as he thought this, Adam Jones, with a hint of smugness, said, "Elly is planning to cook soup for me; I can’t waste her kindness."
Isn’t this flaunting a bit too obvious?
Giving Adam Jones a look of disdain, Churchill said, "Hospital resources are limited, they’re not for you to waste. Do you know how many people are waiting for a bed?"
Unconcerned, Adam Jones scoffed, "I’ll money for a few hospital buildings."
Does having money mean you can do whatever you want?