People became vulnerable once they had something holding them back.
People were born invincible. The more attachments they had, the more vulnerable they became.
Joanna was no fool. She might not have been particularly smart, but she did not think herself stupid, nor would she be so easily deceived.
The doctor had grasped most of her weaknesses, along with her distorted desire for health and equally distorted fear of illness.
Under the influence of sex, ambition, fear, emotion, and chemistry, she agreed to make an investment in the doctor.
Actually, it was rather laughable, but it was not entirely laughable either!
Lin Qi's mother, Sera, had the same concerns as Joanna.
She did charity work and opened factories, yet she was equally afraid of getting cancer.
Because of this, she had even decided to cut off her breasts and the place where she had borne her children!
She was not the only one. Many women in the Upper Class were terrified of the torment, suffering, and pain caused by these illnesses. Those were merely a tiny part of what they feared.
What they truly feared was that these were terminal illnesses. Terminal illnesses meant they would die.
When many people from the Lower-Middle Class lay on their deathbeds, on the verge of closing their eyes, they would let out a deeply moving sigh—"It's a relief."
They would shed a few tears and completely let go of the defenses they had built as human beings against society, their families, and everything else. They would put down their humility and caution, returning to the way they had come into the world, without another single attachment.
They became so clean and pure that even their souls rejoiced. Those were not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy!
At last, they no longer had