Chapter 392 The Drinking Capacity of a Ten-Year-Old Child

Chapter 392 The Drinking Capacity of a Ten-Year-Old Child

"Generally speaking, when we operate on adults, we casually ask if they can hold their liquor well, but for a ten-year-old child, we rarely ask that. But this time something went wrong."

After Amelia's explanation, Samuel finally understood.

He knew nothing about medicine.

The only medical knowledge he had was that ibuprofen can be taken for a fever.

But he could ask from another angle.

"She's only ten, how could she hold her liquor so well?"

Amelia shook her head. "The situation was urgent at the time, we couldn't ask too many questions. We quickly increased the anesthetic dose to put her back to sleep. But thinking about it now, I'm afraid it has something to do with her family."

Samuel took her hand.

"Don't jump to conclusions yet. When she wakes up, we'll ask her."

"Okay."

They went downstairs together.

Sharon was still unconscious, and with Sophia watching over her, they didn't need to worry.

They went to check on Felix, who woke up first.


He felt embarrassed when Amelia came in.

His face turned red when he remembered he hugged Amelia and apologized to her.

Seeing this, Amelia didn't ask what dream he'd had, she just gave him some instructions.

"Don't eat anything for the next few hours. If you're hungry, try to hold out until evening."

"Don't move your hand, when operated on."

"You're still on medication, the pain pump will stay on, and the anesthesia will make your stomach sensitive."

"So for now just eat something light, nothing too greasy, and don't rush to get nutrition."

She was instructing both Felix and Natalie.

In case Natalie meant well but did the wrong thing by giving Felix food that was too rich.

Natalie took careful note.

Before, in her eyes, Amelia was still the little kid who needed her protection.

Today was the first time she truly feltthat Amelia was an adult .

"Then I'll go home and make him some oatmeal porridge. The ingredients at home are cleaner than what you buy outside. When it's ready, I'll bring it over, and it'll be just the right time to eat something."

Amelia nodded, then said to the others, "You don't all need to stay here. Too many people will annoy the nurses. Just leave one person to take care of him. In the evening, someone else can take over."

In the end, they decided to have Hunter stay.

He was also a doctor, so taking care of a fracture patient was overkill for him.

In the evening, Grant would take over.

Felix was a man now, so having women take care of him wasn't very convenient.

Amelia and Samuel went to the next room.

Amelia gave Sophia many instructions, then waited for Sharon to wake up.

Before long, Sharon woke up.

Amelia didn't beat around the bush and directly asked why someone so young could hold her liquor so well.

Sharon didn't hide it from her and told her .

It turned out Sharon's parents really had made her drink with guests when she was very young.

Of course, that's exactly what it sounds like.

Sharon's parents loved socializing and were very vain.

Once they accidentally let Sharon drink and received praise from others at the table, they couldn't stop.

Other people bragged about their children's grades or talents.

But Sharon's parents would just say, "Sharon, come have a drink!"

Sharon didn't know how to refuse and didn't dare to refuse, so that's how her tolerance built up.

Sharon's parents were simply beasts!

Now Sharon was only ten and already like this. If she continued to be raised by them, who knows what kind of future she'd have.

Amelia couldn't badmouth Sharon's biological parents in front of her, so she just gave Samuel a look.

Using her eyes to signal that they had to rescue Sharon from her birth family.

Samuel nodded seriously.

Sharon was truly pitiful.

Plus, Sharon was someone he had saved at the risk of his own life. Compared to other children, she had a special connection with him, and he didn't want to see Sharon suffer.

When they got home, Amelia collapsed straight onto the bed, not wanting to move a single finger.

In the past, doing two surgeries in a row was nothing, but she'd been emotionally exhausted recently, so her physical condition wasn't as good as usual.

So in the evening, Samuel fed her dinner again.

At first she felt a bit embarrassed, thinking she was a grown person and still needed to be fed.

But now she was used to it.

Having her own husband take care of her, what was wrong with that?

In front of him, she could show her vulnerable side.

That evening, the two brought up Sharon again.

They discussed who would be best to raise her.

"How about we raise her ourselves?" Samuel asked. "One more person eating at home is no big deal."

But Amelia shook her head.

It wasn't that she didn't like Sharon, but she had other concerns.

She voiced her concerns.

"Our status is too high-profile. Sharon's parents are very greedy. Once they know Sharon has been adopted by us, they'll definitely pester us in the future. I'm not afraid of the trouble, I just find it disgusting. And it's not good for Sharon either."

Samuel nodded. "That makes sense. But if we don't raise her, who will?"

Amelia thought for a moment, then mentioned Marlowe.

"Aunt Marlowe runs her own company, but it's small and based in Thornfield. Most people don't know her."

"Plus, Aunt Marlowe already has the desire to adopt a child."

"Edward is already being sent to a psychiatric hospital for personality correction, and he has such deep hostility toward me. Aunt Marlowe will cover his medical expenses, but won't raise him anymore."

"After what happened, it'll be hard for her to trust other children, but Sharon is different—she was also dragged into this."

"So, after thinking it over, I still feel Aunt Marlowe is the most suitable person to adopt Sharon."

Samuel said, "That's a good idea. But we still need to ask her what she thinks."

"Of course."

"Then we'll go ask tomorrow."

"Okay."

That night, because Amelia had done two surgeries, her back and waist were sore, so the two still didn't do anything, just quietly held each other and slept.

But in her heart, Amelia silently hoped that the day they'd just returned, they had already planted the seed of love.

Unfortunately, life is sometimes like that—not every dream comes true.

The next morning when she woke up, Amelia found it sticky down below.

She got up and went to the bathroom to check, only to discover her period had come.

The two times they'd made love that day hadn't successfully planted a seed.

Amelia felt a bit disappointed, but also found it funny.

How could something like this succeed on the first try?

So she stopped letting herself hope too much for this kind of thing, and her mindset became more relaxed about it.

After lunch, the two went to the hotel to visit Marlowe.

After Amelia and Samuel returned, Natalie had already moved out of the hotel.

Now Marlowe was staying there alone.

But she looked completely recovered. Seeing Amelia and Samuel come by, she warmly invited them for coffee.

"I learned to make the local coffee. You should try it. It's a bit different from the coffee we usually drink in Phoenicia, but I think it's really good."