Chapter 150

Assistant Roy didn't offer me an explanation. He just said in a low voice, "It's inappropriate for me, a subordinate, to figure out what Mr. Schick has in mind. Miss Shaw, if you have any questions, you can ask him directly." I was speechless. I merely wanted to know why they had shown up there. After Assistant Roy left, I lay on the bed and thought. Quincy's words that day pierced my heart like a sharp knife. I reached out and felt the position of my kidney, feeling indescribably painful inside. If Quincy's kidney were really there, it would be more painful for me to live than to die. Since I happened to be in the hospital, I asked a doctor for a kidney examination. He said, "You did have a kidney transplant surgery 12 years ago, and you've recovered quite well. You're no different from normal people." When I heard these words, I was in a trance for a moment. I suddenly thought of Quincy's pale and swollen face. She looked so sick because I had used her kidney. Moreover, it had