The doctor pushed the door open, skillfully used scissors to cut open my clothes and prescribed medicine for me.
My father explained. "Serena, you're seriously injured. I'm afraid there might be a problem if you have surgery in a rush. Should we wait until the top medical experts arrive at the hospital tomorrow to set the bones in place?"
"Don't be afraid, I promise that the doctors will return you to normal soon!"
A tear slid down from the corner of my eyes.
I still could not hold back from asking, "Dad, can I really return to normal?"
My father was stunned for a moment, then looked away guiltily.
After a few seconds, he sighed and said, "Serena, when have I ever lied to you?"
My leg hurts so much that I lose consciousness, but what could I do?
I lowered my eyes. "I understand, I will listen to you, Dad."
My father gave a faint smile. "Good girl, you ...."
However, before he could finish his words, he lost his voice in horror when he saw the doctor cut off my trouser legs, revealing the skin underneath.
"How could this happen!"
That group of thugs competed to see who could hurt me the hardest in order to hear my painful cries.
Below the knee, the bones were broken and the flesh was bloody.