Kicked Out I Unlocked My Ultimate Boss Mode novel Chapter 19

**TITLE: Broken Doesn’t Mean End**
**By M. Kaushik**
**Chapter 19: Pain Is Good**

Felix’s audacious declaration hung in the air, but before he could even finish his sentence, Helen’s hand found its mark just beneath his knee.

With a mere flick of her fingers, the atmosphere in the dining room shifted dramatically. Felix’s scream erupted, slicing through the air like a knife, reverberating off the walls and startling everyone present.

It was a sound so raw and piercing, it felt almost otherworldly.

He was engulfed by a sensation he struggled to articulate. It resembled a thousand silver needles simultaneously stabbing into his flesh, burrowing deep into his very bones.

The veins on his forehead stood out like ropes, sweat cascaded down his face, and the agony twisted his features into an expression of pure torment, almost unrecognizable.

“Dad!” Alexander and Rebecca shouted in unison, their voices laced with shock and concern.

“Grandpa!” Wendy’s eyes sparkled with a mischievous light, as if she had just caught Helen in a moment of deception. Elation danced across her face, uncontrollable and bright.

She lunged forward, her small hands reaching out to grasp Helen. “Let go of Grandpa! I knew it! You’re a fraud! You don’t know the first thing about medicine, yet you dare to mess with his legs!”

But before she could close the distance, Alexander and Rebecca swiftly intervened, halting her advance.

“Dad… your legs…” Alexander’s voice was shaky, filled with a mix of fear and hope. “Do you feel anything in your legs?”

His question pierced through Felix’s haze of agony, causing him to freeze mid-scream, the sharp pain momentarily overshadowed by a flicker of curiosity.

“Pain—pain is good! That means you can feel something!” Rebecca exclaimed, tears streaming down her cheeks, a mixture of fear and hope flooding her heart.

Wendy’s entire body went rigid. Her eyes widened, disbelief washing over her face as her thoughts momentarily faltered.

Right…

Grandpa’s legs had been paralyzed for three long years. He hadn’t felt a single sensation, no matter the intensity of the stimulus. But now… he was feeling pain?

Felix’s face was ashen, his teeth gritted in agony, yet his eyes sparkled with an unexpected light.

The pain contorted his features, but it quickly morphed into a wild, almost frenzied joy.

His hands gripped the armrests of his wheelchair with all his might, trembling from the sheer intensity of the moment. The sensation he thought he had lost forever was creeping back into his legs, and his voice became hoarse with exhilaration. “Pain… hahahaha, that’s good! That’s good! Helen, it’s fine, I can handle it! I can handle it!”

“Feeling pain means the nerves and meridians aren’t completely severed,” Helen replied, her tone steady and reassuring as she lifted her hand from his leg. “That’s better than I had anticipated.”

“Whew…”

Gradually, the sharp pain began to ebb away.

Felix slumped back in his wheelchair, his trembling hands slowly relaxing as he gasped for breath, as if emerging from a tumultuous storm.

His face radiated the exhilaration of someone who had just survived a fierce tempest. His gaze remained fixed on his legs, the very legs that countless esteemed doctors had deemed hopeless. Yet now, in the precise places where Helen had pressed, he could feel tiny spasms—subtle, almost imperceptible, but undeniably real.

A twitch. Another twitch.

Faint, yet unmistakably present.

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