My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

This guy had a serious problem, or so Julius thought.

He was still 31 years old and born a boy! But he couldn't go near a female relative or get close to women because of this problem!

He could cure all the incurable ailments, but he couldn't even cure his own.

When he was young and reckless, he didn't miss his chance to look for fun.

But the worst thing happened. He vomited all night and remained in bed for three days.

From then on, he did not dare to touch women anymore.

He didn't have a mother, and all the helpers in his family were male. When he first learned of his illness, he was 13 years old.

Vincent felt bitter, but he was helpless.

There was no rule in his family that said he should not examine female patients, to be precise, because he was afraid of his own illness.

Twenty minutes later, Vincent took the trash can and threw it out the washroom's door. Then he stepped forward to open the window for a breath of fresh air.

He didn't eat anything all day long, so most of his vomit was acidic water in his stomach.

At this moment, his red cheeks were filled with sweat and the fatigue between his brows added to his annoyance.

Julius looked away from his face, only to find that the man was beautiful and confused.

Luckily, Lilia had had bad eyesight recently, otherwise Jean might feel threatened for a silly reason.

Vincent wiped his face and looked at Jean, his voice very hoarse as he said, "The fetus is fine."

When she heard that, Lilia's heart beat like a drum.

Did that mean her baby was still growing fine?

...

That night, Lilia was sent to a sterile room. Without eating anything, Vincent entered and performed the first treatment of Chinese medicine and acupuncture while wearing a mask and sterile clothes.

He didn't come out for two whole hours.

In the transparent and sterile room, he was seen wearing medical gloves, and carefully applying medicine to Lilia's eyes. He also stuck several silver needles around her face.

Eye care was troublesome, especially considering the child Lilia was carrying. Therefore he was being extra careful when he prepared the treatment recipe for her so as not to overwhelm anyone.

According to what Vincent said, Lilia would have to lie on the bed without moving for at least four hours every day starting tonight.

The silver needle should be replaced with a different acupuncture point every day to help with the medicine absorption.

It was a very difficult journey. But Lilia tried to think positively even though she was in trouble, so this supermodel also endured everything with tenacity.

This positive mindset was also very important for the growth of her child.

It's just that she never told anyone that this medicine and silver needles made her eyes feel unbearable pain.

Every time she got treatment, she laid quietly on the bed, even wiggling her toes from time to time.

It seemed like she was doing fine with the treatment, but only Lilia knew how hurt it really was.

At 2 AM, Vincent came to get the needle.

As he approached, his body was clearly uncomfortable.

He couldn't wear gloves when he stuck the needle. Luckily, he didn't need to touch her when removing the needle.

When Vincent took the first silver needle in her temple, Lilia's gauze-covered eyes moved slightly, her voice hoarse and weak as she said, "Don't tell him..."

She knew that Vincent could get what she said.

The pain in her eyes made her sweat a lot.

After four hours of enduring the pain, there was no other way for her but to grit her teeth and deal with the whole ordeal.

Vincent stopped from taking out the needle, then with appreciation in his eyes he asked, "Are you afraid he'll be worried?"

He had no experience dealing with women and Lilia was his first female patient.

Hearing her plea this time, Vincent admired her a little.

"Yes, please don't tell him, thank you."

Vincent moved the corners of his lips and looked at Jean outside the sterile room.

He was there, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Jean stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze was too painful for anything to relieve.

When Vincent removed the gauze from her eyes, Lilia's eyes turned red and slightly swollen.

Vincent took a closer look, nodded slightly, and said to himself, "The treatment worked and the absorption is also good. Don't touch your eyes tonight, just lie down and sleep. We'll continue tomorrow afternoon."

Lilia's forehead was full of sweat. Maybe this Pokeweed was very effective. A slit opened in her eyelid and the light before her seemed even clearer.

She thought maybe she would be fine.

Lilia hummed softly then slowly loosened her clenched fists and fell asleep in less than a minute.

She was dead tired, the tingling pain kept her stiffening.

After the medicine kicked in, she immediately felt relaxed.

Vincent put the silver needle away then sealed all the gauze with ointment. Hearing the sound of Lilia's breath, he turned his head and said to the man outside the room. "Your woman is not bad."

He was the son of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner family so he had seen many patients receiving treatment.

Many elders could not endure the secret recipe made by his family, they could not endure the pain and wept bitterly.

However, Lilia steadfastly endured it for four hours.

The man stood still on the spot, his lips were a bit pale. "Has her ankle been fixed?"

It took Vincent a moment to pack the medicine bag and stare at him. "You really don't want me to live in peace, do you!"

He agreed to come only to treat her eyes!

Did Jean even know that the medical costs were very expensive?

Someone offered him $ 5 million that year, but Vincent turned it down because he accepted Jean's request.

Jean really didn't want his money to go to waste, he obviously had to use Vincent's medical skills until his wife was completely cured.

The man gave him a glance. Needless to say, his sharp gaze made Vincent the first to lose the fight. "Damn, I really can't with you. Fine, I'll give you the medicine."

Vincent left the sterile room with his bag, and before leaving, he did not forget to nudge Jean's shoulder hard.

If he had known that his coming to Surabaya would be disastrous for him, he should have hung up on Jean from the start.

'Damn Jean, watch out if you don't pay me!'

He wouldn't let him live in peace!

After Vincent left, the man dimmed the lights in the sterile room.

He walked over to the bed lightly, picked up the sterile cotton on the bedside table and wiped the sweat off his forehead little by little.

Jean didn't sleep tonight. He wore a thick, sterile suit and stayed by Lilia's side until dawn.

...

On the third day after Lilia left, a big event happened at Surabaya.

News about the accident that happened to her and William had been spread throughout the country. But this morning, someone broke the news on the internet that William, who was injured while rescuing Lilia, was paralyzed with a broken spine.

As soon as the news was revealed, all netizens were shocked.

Was the wound so serious that it paralyzed his leg?

Such a shame, William was still young.

Meanwhile, the comment section had changed quite a bit.

Everyone was speculating, where did Lilia go to recuperate?

What would the supermodel say when she heard that William had become paralyzed?

However, ever since Lilia posted her status on her social media, no one in the whole world, not even a hacker, had been able to find news about her. No one could know where exactly she had gone to.

Even netizens living in Surabaya couldn't help but express their curiosity. Recently, the whole city had never seen Lilia make any appearance.

When celebrities were out on the street, they were usually mostly photographed by passers-by.

However, Lilia seemed to have disappeared into thin air and there was still no news about her.

Meanwhile, inside the spine surgery ward at the Minerva Hospital, William was still lying on the hospital bed. When the nurse saw that he suddenly woke up, she gave him water.

However, they were distracted by the knock on the door.