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Chapter 263

Chapter 263:

After a quick examination, Khloe diagnosed Charlotte with a simple cold, something that could easily be treated

with an IV, so there was no need to go to a larger hospital.

Once Charlotte was settled in at the clinic, a loud commotion suddenly erupted outside. Khloe asked Gloria to

stay with Charlotte and went outside to investigate the noise. She saw a middle-aged woman dragging a young

girl to the floor, crying uncontrollably.

The most alarming sight was that the woman was holding a knife, aimed at the girl's neck.

Khloe’s heart raced. Without hesitation, she rushed forward, her reflexes lightning-fast. The woman’s hand was

already poised to strike, the knife inches from the young girl’s neck. Khloe quickly grabbed the woman's wrist

and twisted it, wrenching the knife from her grasp.

The woman was momentarily stunned by Khloe’s actions, but soon tears overwhelmed her as she sobbed.

“Leavealone! Just letdie!”

The young girl, crying in distress, clung tightly to the middle-aged woman.

Khloe furrowed her brows, speaking with conviction. “There’s always a way out. Don’t take drastic measures.”

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The middle-aged woman seemed completely defeated, crying out, “My daughter's face is destroyed. No one will

help us. She can't live like this, and | can’t either!”

Finally, Khloe’s gaze turned to the young girl beside the woman. Her head was lowered, her long hair tangled

and hiding most of her face. Despite her attempt to conceal it, the horrific scars on her face were unmistakable.

Her nose was grotesquely deformed, the bridge that should have been prominent now crushed, distorted into an

uneven shape with lumpy, repulsive bumps. The nostrils were misshapen, one much larger than the other,

creating a jarring imbalance. It was as though the nose had been maliciously damaged—Ilike a sculpture ruined

beyond recognition—an unbearable sight.

Khloe’s eyes narrowed in recognition. This was clearly a botched rhinoplasty, but it wasn’t just a simple surgical

error. The materials used had been subpar, triggering a severe allergic reaction.

Feeling Khloe’s gaze, the girl hastily shielded her nose with her hair, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Just then, the clinic's head, an elderly doctor, approached and snapped, “Your daughter's condition can’t be

treated here! Stop causing a scene and leave. If you want to die, do it somewhere else. Don’t bring your bad luck

here.”

Khloe’s expression tightened, her gaze sharp as she addressed the old doctor. “A true healer’s heart should be

filled with compassion. How can you speak this way?”

The old doctor, initially surprised by Khloe’s presence, quickly recovered and shot back defiantly, “Who are you

to tellhow to talk? How dare you lecture me? These poor people can’t pay for treatment and are just causing

a scene. Not treating her is already charitable enough. Otherwise, they'll just waste their money and end up

starving on the streets.”

The middle-aged woman's sobs grew more desperate, her face a blend of despair and fury. “We never meant to

cause trouble; we're just out of options. My daughter is still so young.”

The young girl clung to her mother, her body shaking like a fragile leaf. Her eyes were wide with fear and

helplessness, the disfigured nose barely visible through her tangled hair, amplifying the sorrowful scene.

“Enough!” Khloe shouted, cutting off the old doctor's insults.

While his words were cruel, there was struth in them. He was right that cosmetic repairs of this nature were

beyond his skill level. However, the girl's condition was a perfect match for her experimental treatment.

Khloe crouched down to the girl's level and gently took her trembling hand. “Would you be willing to trust me? |

can help with your nose.”

The young girl listened to Khloe’s words, and for a brief moment, her eyes reflected a mixture of surprise and

hope. She studied Khloe closely, as if trying to decipher the sincerity behind her words, but doubt lingered. “I

don’t even know you. Why would you want to help me? What's your real motive?”

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