The in-laws and relatives were sprawled all over the living room.
Just as dawn was breaking, everyone was startled awake by a scream.
"Oh my God! Someone's dying!"
Wendy, disregarding her clothes, ran out in her coat in a panic.
Everyone gathered at the bedroom door and found Chris lying in a pool of blood, unconscious, with blood pouring from his lower body.
Everyone scrambled to get the naked Chris to the hospital, only to find out that he had just undergone a sterilization surgery, and the intense activity from the night had torn the wound and caused an infection, requiring immediate rescue.
Wendy and the relatives were terrified by the medical bill the doctor gave them and quickly fled.
Layla and Kobe had to dig into their savings just to cover the medical expenses barely.
When they bombarded my phone, I was leisurely eating fruit in a high-end rehab center, enjoying the view outside the window.
I made up an excuse that I was abroad handling my parents' inheritance.
A week later, Chris finally survived the critical period but had permanently lost his ability to have children.