"And yet..." the Chief Surgeon's face was full of embarrassment.
Such words should not be said in front of so many people, but Mr. Scott pressed so urgently that the surgeon had no choice but to reluctantly reveal the truth.
"The patient's lower body has sustained severe damage, the male genital area has been bitten off completely. Although we have treated it, from now on, I'm afraid the patient will not be able to... to function humanely."
"Bitten off!" Mr. Scott's vision blacked out, and he fell backward.
"Grandpa—"
"Great-grandfather—"
A group of people scrambled to support him, doing things to help him catch his breath and pinching his philtrum until finally, Mr. Scott slowly came to.
"I, I'm alright..." Mr. Scott pushed away Bella Scott and the others, shakily grasping at the doctor's white lab coat.
"Doctor, make yourself clear, you just said my son... my son's, that place was bitten off? How... how could it be bitten off, wasn't he just..."