Actually, before the car accident,
Stephen Strange's life had always been like that of a protagonist template. As an excellent neurosurgeon, he was praised by the outside world for his superb medical skills, being regarded as a gift to the surgical field by God!
Therefore, his private hospital fees were extremely high, and only the wealthy and influential could afford them! So there were no ordinary people here, only the upper echelons of society.
Actually, if ordinary people insisted on coming for treatment, they could also come, and the hospital would accommodate them. But you had to pay at the normal standard. That is, sky-high medical expenses! It's like, for each surgery performed by Stephen Strange, the medical expenses were roughly between five hundred thousand to one million US dollars. How could ordinary people afford such fees?
Over time, Stephen Strange's private hospital only received dignitaries and nobles.
A noble hospital with high fees, there was nothing strange about that. After all, seeking medical treatment was a willing buyer, willing seller situation, and no one could blame anyone.
But Stephen Strange's character was quite bad. Such an outstanding background naturally fostered his arrogant temperament, coupled with his genius arrogance, which made Stephen Strange's character and personality have always been criticized.
And unfortunately, these criticisms were true, and Stephen Strange was indeed like that. Except for the working staff who worked for money, there was only one female physician who admired him, Christine Palmer. And even Christine, was beginning to find it difficult to tolerate Stephen Strange's character.
If it weren't for that car accident, even if Stephen Strange continued to live a stable life, he would still end up living a life of isolation and estrangement~
So, what Wu Chen was thinking was that when he compensated Stephen Strange later, he would also help correct his character, so that Stephen Strange could live a better life.
And the method of correction was very simple. It was to delay his treatment for hand injuries a little bit, let him experience the suffering of the world, and see the ugly faces of those people after losing his talent.
Society was the best place to educate a person, and it was also the place where one could see everything clearly.
There were many thoughts, but now was not the time to implement them. For now, Wu Chen and Wu Chen took a taxi to Stephen Strange's private hospital—Stephen's Institute of Mental Surgery!
After informing the receptionist that they had an appointment with Stephen Strange, Wu Chen and Wu Chen sat quietly and waited. Soon, Stephen Strange, who had just finished surgery, appeared.
"Mr. Wu, hello!"
When facing his benefactor, Stephen Strange was still able to restrain his temper. However, Wu Chen still clearly saw his inherent pride and arrogance.
Having not been beaten by society yet, Stephen Strange seemed a bit arrogant!
Wu Chen felt even more justified in his heart, then he told Stephen Strange the purpose of his visit.
"My brother and I have been separated for decades, and I just found him these days. So I want to ask Dr. Strange to give him a comprehensive physical examination."
"For this, I am willing to pay one hundred thousand dollars."
Hearing that it was a physical examination, Stephen Strange's handsome face wrinkled, ready to refuse. But after hearing the reward of one hundred thousand dollars, he almost didn't hesitate and immediately agreed.
"No problem! My hospital is also very suitable for physical examinations!"
He had originally intended to refuse, but alas, Mr. Wu gave too much.
However, inexplicably, this Mr. Wu seemed somewhat familiar?
Discarding this feeling of familiarity, Stephen Strange began to personally conduct Wu Chen's physical examination.
The physical examination only took more than half an hour, and to earn one hundred thousand dollars in such a short time was simply picking up money! Of course, Stephen Strange was willing to do it himself, after all, this was the request of a benefactor.
After the examination, Stephen Strange looked at the report, looking surprised.
"Mr. Wu, your brother's physical condition is really amazing! He is very healthy! Or should I say, there is no one in the entire hospital who is healthier than him."
Wu Chen took the report and looked at it, raising an eyebrow.
"Is that so?"
Stephen Strange guaranteed, "Absolutely, I guarantee it with my reputation!"
At the same time, Stephen Strange was a bit curious, who exactly were these two?
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Samantha pov.
The view from outside my window was beautiful. Green rolling hills and bright blue skies, I was lucky to live in one of the most beautiful parts of the palace and kingdoms.
I had enough to eat every day, and the best that life could have to offer. Life is beautiful and sweet and fulfilling.
But it came at a cost. I felt my stomach twist nausea rolling waves through my body, I sat down on my bed, sinking into the soft, plush fabric.
Every time I tried to distance myself from the upcoming horror I was sucked right back in. Every time I try to calm my racing heart, the steady beating rose again, threatening to consume me.
I took a shuddering breath and felt it, blow out against my hands. I was painfully aware, in this moment of just how fragile I was.
How easily broken.
I shuddered and tried not to think about it too long or too hard, I still have preparation to make. I still had to get ready for my torturous journey.
With trembling leg, I made my way to the bath chamber that was attached to my room, I could have asked for a servant to accomplish me and bath me, but right now I crave a moment of privacy.
I knew that I would not have many of those left, Stripping of my dress and my under robe, I set them gently to one side, I let my hands linger over the cloth for a moment, before turning away.
I'd be bringing my finger robe with me, but I wasn't sure how long they would last. The anxiety was twisting in my stomach was stronger the more I thought about it.
Everything was happening so fast and it was starting to exhaust me, I had known it would be scary, I had known it would be hard. But I had not prepared for this. It was very foolish of me, but I still have a lot to learn.
It's overwhelming.
I shook it off and stepped into the water. It was still hot having been freshly drawn for me and I sank into the warm bubbles
For a moment I shut my eyes and tried to pretend that everything was as it used to be. For a moment I pretended that I'd get out of the bathroom and go to dinner with my father.
I'd discuss my duties for the following day and then we'd have a light-hearted conversation. Then I'd retire to my bed-chamber, focus on my lesson and some light reading for bed.
I wanted to pretend, I wanted to bury myself In the life I had l lived so far.
I didn't want to think about the future. But think about the future I have ahead of me.
I washed every inch of my skin scrubbing it until it was clean, I rinsed off the bubbles and use every sweet scent soap that I had. I lingered in the bath until the water had gone cold to the touch.
I lingered until I could linger no longer.
Then I stepped out and dried myself grabbing the perfume and lotions that had been provided. I rubbed them into my skin before picking out the robe I'd set aside for today.
Deep inky blue, it was soft and smooth in my hands. I put on my underclothes before sliding into the fabric, each item of clothing that I was bringing was an item I could get into myself.
I left the more challenging dresses behind. I wasn't going to have help anymore, and I needed to prepare.
"Remember the kingdom....Samantha... remember the people".
I swallowed nausea and went to my mirror. I barely recognize the person staring back at me.
Pale and frightened, I had bags under my eyes that I didn't remember having yesterday.
It was scary how much this was changing me already.
My blonde hair usually bouncy and full of life, lay limp along my shoulder, I'd call Katie to handle that. I didn't have the strength right now.
Besides, it would be nice to have someone to talk to.
Katie had always been more like a friend more than a servant anyways she was a close friend right now.
I stepped out of the bathroom pulling on the rope that rang Katie's bell in the maid quarters, I bit my lips and shifted my weight. I was nervous.
I made my way to my bedside table and picked up the necklace that I inherited when my mother passed away.
I needed a piece of her with me. Now more than ever, I needed her help and her guidance.
Katie announced her presence by knocking on the door
"Come in " I called quickly. Too quickly that I was starting to lose my sense of decorum, my calm demeanor in the face of this trial.
It was getting harder and harder to keep it together.
I set down at my dresser, resting my hand firmly in my lap.
" Katie" if you would be so kind...my hair needs some doing; I paused and swallowed hard?I was never so formal with Katie
"it being an ill behavior"
Luckily Katie seemed to understand where I was coming from, she had a way of doing that and I had a feeling that was why I had instantly started to trust her when she came to work at the palace.
"That alright, I'll get that sorted for you," she said, grabbing a few tools as I leaned my back in my chair and took a deep breath.
When Katie started brushing my hair, it was soothing. Her touch was gentle and she had a way of putting me at ease. I appreciated that about her.
And there was a lot more I appreciated about her.
I'm going to miss her.
Are you... prepared, Samantha? Katie said softly.
Her voice was nothing more than a whisper between us and I already felt sick, I liked the way she said it calmly and I also loved the way she still called my name even now. I asked her to call me by my name cause I needed a friend, not a servant.
I needed a moment of comfort in this crazy situation "of course, I am, it is my duty and I'm happy to do it "My voice cracked on the last word, betraying me all at once".
I cleared my throat and squeezed my eyes shut "I've bathed, I'm dressed and my bags are prepared"
My bags have been prepared for a week now. l was sitting and waiting for me to leave, I didn't know if I had packed the right things, but I could only hope...it was prepared enough.
Honestly, my bags were usually packed for me, But I had insisted that I and Katie would pack it this time. She helped me double-check and make sure I didn't forget anything vital.
I choose the item that would be the most comfortable for me.
I would need comfort. That much, at least, I was completely sure about that.
My father had insisted I take nothing with me and I know it was his way of trying to make me feel better.
He blamed himself, but I didn't blame him. Not for a minute.
What the point anyway?"
"I know," Katie said her voice still unfailingly soft and reserved." But are you ready?" She questioned again.
I felt the weight of her questions sink into my body, my chest aching where my heart lay. The weight was heavy, as heavy as the crown on my head.
There was a lot of weight that came with being a princess a lot of weight that many people didn't anticipate.
"No" I whispered a moment of vulnerability showing how unprepared was. With Katie, I could be scared and unsure of what lay ahead of me, with her I could be angry and frightened.
With everyone else, I had to prepare.
Because that is what a ruler will do.
Ruler care for her kingdom and country, her people even before herself. And I wouldn't let everyone down for my selfish reason.
This was my fate and I accepted and I had accepted it.
It was the price we paid for prosperity and I was well prepared to pay it.
At least, that's what I told everyone else. Inside, I had never felt a terror so strong.
"I've been praying for you, it is not a death sentence Samantha.
There is light at the end of the tunnel, I am sure of it" Katie was rambling now as she lifted my hair and did it up pinning it in place.
She want to make me feel better, I know she did. But all she was doing was reminding me of what lay ahead.
I was a sacrifice to keep them happy, if I lay my freedom, my life on the line, my people will be spared.
Katie continued," perhaps the DRAGON LORD will be merciful"
The name DRAGON LORD sent a shiver down my spine and my heart turned cold immediately.
T.B.C
The book is titled "Married to the Dragon Lord"
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