Bald Sheldon

Medical Center.

The little girl Megan had passed through multiple families, unconsciously teetering back and forth on the brink of death. Before dying in an accident, she had finally found parents who did not care about "her defect" and were willing to truly love her.

In that respect, she was far luckier than the vast majority of orphans.

Operating Room.

"Was this done with a baseball bat? Seriously?"

John Carter followed Adam inside excitedly. Standing to one side, he looked around awkwardly. When he saw Megan's severe abdominal injuries, he could not believe someone could be so heartless as to beat such a pretty, adorable little girl with a baseball bat.

"What kind of person could be so cruel?"

"Bratty kids don't know their own strength. That's normal, which is why they need discipline."

As Adam operated, he casually said, "But this time, Megan asked them to hit her."

"Because she thought she had superpowers?"

Carter was speechless.

"No!"

Adam explained, "She wanted to save the other girls—the little girls being bullied by those brats. She wanted to be a superhero and protect the weak, so she bravely rushed over and told them, 'Let that girl go. If you want to hit someone, hit me. I'm not afraid of being hit.'"

"What a lovable little girl."

The nurse looked at Megan, who lay asleep under anesthesia like an angel, her eyes full of tenderness.

Pretty, adorable, righteous, and brave.

Good heavens.

In the world of Eastern film and television dramas, this would be someone with a radiant aura shooting from the crown of her head, born with an exceptional physique at a young age. Given the slightest opportunity, she would soar into the heavens like a dragon.

"Those boys were far too naughty."

Another nurse was heartbroken. "They hit such