Guo Qiangwei Arrives

Medical Center.

Emergency room.

"Now, can I see my Kalisa?"

Mr. Freeman asked in a deep voice.

"Certainly."

Adam nodded and pointed to the African American girl who was leaning against the wall, listening to music with her eyes closed. "But your eldest daughter also needs your care."

A flicker of panic crossed Freeman's eyes.

"This way, please."

Adam sighed inwardly and gestured for him to come over.

Mr. Freeman followed Adam into the ward and interacted with his youngest daughter Kalisa.

It's clear that he still loves his daughter very much.

"Doctor, when can Kalisa go home?"

Mr. Freeman walked up to Adam and asked.

"Observation for a few hours is sufficient."

Adam said, "But before she's discharged, can you guarantee she won't come into contact with cocaine again? If I'm not mistaken, your eldest daughter works at the Western Poison Hospital, right? She's the one who brought the cocaine home."

"Doctor, do you have children?"

Mr. Freeman did not deny it, but after a moment of silence, he asked a question.

"..."

Adam's lips twitched, and he shook his head. "No."

"Then you wouldn't understand the feelings of being a parent."

Mr. Freeman glanced in the direction of his eldest daughter, his expression sorrowful. "My wife passed away last year. During that time, my eldest daughter Sandra, argued with her every day; it was typical teenage rebellion."

After my wife passed away, I didn't know how to communicate with Sandra, but I could sense that sometimes, Sandra didn't want to live at all..."

"I can introduce you to a good psychologist."

Adam sighed inwardly and said, "Sandra needs help, but this must be stopped. We can't let it spread to Kalisa. She almost died today."

"Thank you, doctor."

Mr. Freeman forced a smile.

The smile was filled with helplessness.

Adam could understand as well.

Once you get addicted to calf addiction, it usually leads to the destruction of your family and the loss of your life. It's not something that can be solved by just seeing a psychologist.

The rational approach is to send them to a specialized institution for compulsory drug rehabilitation.

But when faced with someone like Sandra who didn't really want to live, how could Mr. Freeman, as her father, dare to do that?

If she's sent in during the day, she might commit suicide that night.

Doesn't that mean he drove his daughter to her death?

Moreover, many criminals have directly expanded their businesses into drug rehabilitation centers.

On one hand, there is the painful withdrawal reaction.

On one hand, there are readily available calf products.

The choice is self-evident.

Even those who successfully quit drugs at regular drug rehabilitation centers that offenders can't get into.

But once you go out...

The probability of relapse remains extremely high.

There's really no other way.

Why do legitimate criminals, like Fried Chicken Bro, strictly require their subordinates not to use Western Poison?

Why do those who want to control trafficked women and make money by selling their bodies start by getting them addicted to drugs?

He's just a member of the Western Poison Sect; he has no bottom line.

Once the craving kicks in, she'll do anything to get a puff; you can ask her to do anything!

Wei Xiaobao's magic potion means that no matter how you humiliate or even beat her, she will forge ahead and never give up.

Compared to calf addiction, it's just a little brother.

If Mr. Freeman can't bring himself to do it, not only will he lose Sandra, but he'll most likely lose Kalisa as well.

He's just an average middle-class man; where would he get so much money to support Sandra like this all this time?

Once you run out of money.

Adam had no doubt that Sandra, when addicted to calf sex, would even sell her sister Kalisa.

I understand.

But Adam was powerless to do anything about it.

I could only stay with Mr. Freeman for a while to mourn before turning and leaving.

This is the first one.

But it was definitely not the last one Adam encountered.

"Adam!"

"Amy, here to help Leonard decorate his office again?"

Adam bumped into a fashionable woman and couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes."

Leonard's second daughter, Rachel's younger sister, Amy Green, gave Adam a warm hug and proudly declared, "I'm an interior designer."

"Um."

Adam chuckled in agreement, "Leonard loves the style of the office you designed and decorated."

Emmm.

You can't dislike it even if you don't want to.

Having something to do is better than having nothing to do and causing trouble.

This is Leonard's greatest expectation for his second daughter.

As for interior designers?

Of course, Amy gave herself that title.

It has the flair of some marketing geniuses.

Even a slight connection can be blown out of proportion.

Being an interior designer sounds much better than being unemployed.

"It's Rachel's newborn party tonight, aren't you going?"

Amy laughed.

Are any men going?

Adam remained silent.

Rachel is due to give birth in a week, and tonight's party is hosted by Monica and Phoebe. It's mainly for Rachel's female friends to give gifts to Emma who is about to be born.

Gifts are also something that new mothers who have just given birth need.

Traditionally, men are not invited.

"Of course."

Amy said, "Hey, I thought he was Rachel's new boyfriend. I even complimented him, saying he was much cuter than that silly ex-boyfriend. But he insisted that the ex-boyfriend was him."

Do you think I wouldn't know if it's the same person or not?

I explained to him that I was referring to the weird boy Rachel met in high school who seemed to have liked Rachel since ninth grade.

But he still seemed a little confused, as if I was talking about him.

So I can only describe him further as Rachel's fat sidekick's brother, with a ridiculous black afro.

I didn't expect him to get angry.

I really don't know what's wrong with him!

Originally, I was just worried that Emily would inherit Rachel's big nose.

Now, whenever I think about how her parents are like this, I feel sad for her.

If it were me, I wouldn't want to be born into this world at all...

"Cough cough."

Seeing that Amy was going too far, Adam had to interrupt, "The only man you saw at the party was that weird boy who had a crush on Rachel in high school, who is also Rachel's ex-boyfriend and Emma's father."

Who is Emma?

Amy said earnestly.

"Rachel's unborn child will be Emma."

Adam reminded her, "Her name isn't Emily."

"Ah, I see. But it doesn't matter."

Amy waved her hand, too lazy to think about it, "Do you know how awful Rachel is? I'm so busy, and I still made time to go to the party and give her a gift that I carefully selected, and what did she give me in return?"

"What?"

Adam asked politely.

"Humiliation!"

Amy's face was full of anger. "I'm her sister! Her own sister! She works at Ralph Lauren and has a Ralph Lauren discount card that gives her a 30% discount, but she won't let me use it and insists I buy it at retail price! Can you believe she's not human?!"

"Rachel is pregnant."

Adam advised, "I think you should try to please her and let her feel the beauty of family love. That way, she will definitely lend it to you."

"Snort!"

Amy scoffed, "It's just a 30% discount, I don't care!"

"It's 50% off."

Adam reminded her, "Rachel has been promoted to management..."

"That bitch!"

Amy couldn't take it anymore and started swearing.

A 50% discount—how much money can you save at a luxury store?

She doesn't care about money.

Anyway, it wasn't her money. Her father is a famous doctor and has plenty of money. He doesn't care how much he spends (I feel inexplicably sorry for Leonard for three seconds)...

What she cares about is the face-saving aspect of shopping with her girlfriends and getting a 50% discount.

Rachel clearly had it, but she wouldn't lend it to her!

"There's no way you can borrow this attitude."

Adam had to remind him.

"Rachel, my dearest sister..."

Amy smiled, gestured to Adam to wait a moment, took the phone from her LV handbag, dialed Rachel, and began to fawn over Rachel in an irresistibly sweet tone.

Um.

It smells so good!