"Why did Sheffield take Calvert?" Evelyn asked.
"He said he was going to take out Calvert's kidney and put it on auction on the Internet. Evelyn, you must stop him!" The desperation in Rowena's voice was palpable.
Evelyn shook her head and rubbed her aching temples at the thought of how stubborn and impulsive Sheffield could be sometimes.
"I've got this. I know what to do." She hung up the phone bluntly.
While Tayson drove her to the First General Hospital, she tried calling Sheffield's number.
Soon after, the call was connected. "Evelyn? Did you miss me?" he said in a chipper tone.
Evelyn dismissed him and went straight to the point. "Are you out of your mind? You can't just sell someone's organs online!" Evelyn took a deep breath to calm herself down.
Her nervousness was not unnoticed by Sheffield. He tried to comfort her, "Of course, I know that. Don't worry. I just wanted to spook him!"
Evelyn tittered and shook her head in amusement.
When she got to the hospital, Sheffield had already asked someone to wait for her in the parking lot. This person led her into the operating theater.
When she stepped inside, Calvert was lying on the operating table, sweating profusely, while Sheffield was standing next to him wearing a mask and gloves.
Evelyn's legs felt like jelly when she saw the scalpel in Sheffield's hand. "Don't do anything stupid, Sheffield!"
He winked at her and said, "Wait for me outside. I'll be done in a minute." He expertly slid his scalpel and made a slight cut on the skin of Calvert's abdomen.
Then, he grabbed a small piece of orange peel with tweezers and shook it in front of Calvert. He feigned a smile and said in a soft voice, "Hey! Look, orange skin! Don't be afraid."
Evelyn didn't know what he was going to do, but instead of worrying about Calvert, she was more worried about Sheffield's future. "I'll get angry if you don't stop right now, Sheffield!" she threatened.
"All right, very soon." He slipped the orange peel underneath the cut of Calvert's abdomen and quickly sewed his wound. "I'm almost done. Give me thirty seconds. I'm just stitching the wound."
A moment later, Sheffield took off his mask, threw the blood-stained gloves on the sink and walked over to her. "See? I stopped. Don't be mad at me."
Trying to suppress the urge to pinch his cheek hard, Evelyn asked, "Where's the orange peel?"
He looked back at the man on the operating table and grinned. "Inside his body. I taught him a lesson."
Evelyn's eyes widened and she couldn't believe her ears. "You shouldn't treat him like this. He didn't do anything wrong…" Calvert's only fault was that he liked her, but he had never done anything to hurt her. Although she was very angry with what happened in the car that day, Evelyn thought that Sheffield shouldn't have punished Calvert like this. Moreover, Sheffield had already crashed Calvert's car. That was punishment enough.
Sheffield grasped her arm and walked out of the operating theater, leaving the rest of the work to his subordinates. "No, he did do something wrong. You just don't know about it yet. It's okay. I won't blame you for this, but you can't blame me either. Compared with what he did to me, this is only a mere warning for him!"
"What did he do to you?" Evelyn stopped and looked at him in confusion. Turned out, Sheffield wasn't only avenging her; he was avenging himself as well.
He didn't want to worry her, so he replied perfunctorily, "It's all right. It's all over. His plan didn't work anyway."
"What do you mean it's all over? Stop trying to dodge my question!" Evelyn was a little annoyed because Sheffield had childish tendencies of seeking revenge for the smallest of grievances.
The playful smile on Sheffield's face disappeared. "You don't believe me?"
"That's not what I meant. Listen, Sheffield. I've had a long day at work and I'm exhausted. I've had to rush here at this hour of the night because of you. Have you thought about me at all?" Evelyn was starting to lose her temper.
He pulled her into his arms and gently patted her on the back. "Yes, it's my fault. I am terribly sorry. I shouldn't have worried you. I shouldn't have told Rowena about what I was doing…"
"Sheffield!" Evelyn interrupted him angrily. "Can you really not see your mistake?"
"Yes, of course I can! Why else would I apologize to you? Hey, you've been very snappy tonight. Are you on your period?" Women tend to be more emotional during their menstrual periods. With this thought in mind, Sheffield realized he needed to be careful about what to say next.
"I'm not! I hope this will never happen again in the future, and I don't want to see you hurt another person! Even if it's just a small thing in your perspective."
"Evelyn, you've misunderstood me. He…" Sheffield was about to say that he had already shown Calvert enough benevolence, considering how he tried to take advantage of her that night.
But right then, Calvert walked out of the operating theater. He put his hand on the cut on his waist. He'd already heard what they had said. His face was ghastly pale and he spoke in a weak voice. "Sheffield Tang, I just like Evelyn. You assaulted me last time and then you crashed my car. Now you want to take my kidney too? You are a cruel man!"
Sheffield frowned and wondered, 'Is he putting up an act in front of Evelyn to win her sympathy? Why didn't he realize how cruel he was when he took advantage of her?'
Evelyn walked up to Calvert and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay. He sewed a piece of orange peel into my waist. I have to take it out as soon as possible. Otherwise, the wound will get infected or fester easily, and the consequences will be unthinkable." Calvert secretly shot a defiant look at Sheffield.
Upon realizing how serious the matter was, Evelyn took a deep breath and said, "I'll take you to the doctor now. Tayson…"
Tayson walked in immediately. "Miss Huo, you called?"
"Get a doctor for an emergency operation. We'll go downstairs now!"
"Yes, Miss Huo." Tayson went out and made a phone call.
Sheffield stopped them both. "Evelyn, I've sterilized that orange peel. He'll be okay even if he waits until tomorrow to get it out," he said.
Calvert remained silent. Flames of fury burned in her eyes as she cast a deadly glance at Sheffield and said, "Stop playing around. Can you just take it out for him right now?"
'Take it out for him? No way! I'm not doing this guy any favors!' Sheffield's smile froze on his face. "That's impossible. You're asking for too much!"
Evelyn snapped at him, "Then move away! Don't get in my way."
Sheffield insisted, "Evelyn, let him take care of himself."
"No! Get out of my way. Do you think you'll be able to take responsibility for him if something bad happens?"
"Of course I can!" It was just a small piece of orange peel. Nothing bad would happen to Calvert.
Evelyn felt a headache coming on. "Don't you think you are being too conceited? It's a matter of life and death. Are you telling me that you're capable of taking the responsibility of your actions? You were just trying to piss me off, weren't you?"
"I'm a doctor. I know the risks." It was kind of him not to dig out Calvert's kidney.
"This is the last time I'm going to tell you this. Get out of my way!" Evelyn had lost her temper.
To avoid pissing her off any further, Sheffield didn't say anything more and made way for them to leave.
Without further delay, Evelyn took Calvert straight to the outpatient department.
