"What? I dare not, are you afraid that your lies will be exposed?" Dr. Clark looked at Jian'er with a half-closed eyes, full of provocation in his words.

"Lie? We will find out whether it is a lie in a while. But Dr. Clark, you have the leisure to say sarcastic words here. It's better to worry about yourself. What about medical accidents..." Jian'er curled her mouth, raised her small chin and stepped on Dr. Clark's painful foot.

"You..." Dr. Clark's eyes bulged. The Eastern monkey in front of him was indeed annoying. However, Dr. Clark quickly controlled his emotions. "You don't need to worry about my affairs. My treatment is completely fine, so the so-called medical accident you mentioned is simply false!"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, let's talk with facts." Jian'er said.

"I'm looking forward to it." Dr. Clark sneered. The disease that he couldn't even deal with was not so easy to cure. He was waiting to see the woman in front of him come out in a mess.

"Please take me to change my clothes, thank you!" Jian'er nodded to a nurse with cute freckles standing beside her, and at the same time she was in a state of breath. She saw her breaking Dr. Clark's peacock face with facts!

"Please follow me." The freckled nurse nodded to Jian'er and walked towards a door on the other end.

Looking at Jian'er's back that disappeared behind the door, Merian nervously held her husband's hand: "Abel, do you think Little Vincent will..."

"Don't worry, Merian, Little Vincent is so cute. God will not be willing to take away his legs so cruelly. Little Vincent's legs must be saved. After all, you said that Song's medical skills are very magical, right?" Because I didn't see it with my own eyes, heard it with my own ears, and with the precedent of Dr. Clark, Abel actually didn't trust Jane very much. But despite this, he still couldn't help but pray to God in his heart, even if Jane is a witch doctor (Jian'er: You are a witch doctor, your whole family is a witch doctor, we are the most authentic Z medicine national treasure, do you know?!) He didn't care. As long as she could cure her child, he was willing to pay all the price.

Because of the experience of changing these things before, Jian'er's dressing was not slow. Not long after, Jian'er walked out in a surgical gown.

"Song, please." Merian said to Jian'er.

"I will do my best." Jian'er nodded and hesitated for a moment. Jian'er added, "Although this sounds a bit discouraged, but this ugly thing is ahead. If the situation is not good, Merian, you still have to be mentally prepared." Although Jian'er is very confident in the medical skills she inherited from Lu Xiuwen and Lu Xiuwu, there is one thing that doesn't mean? Medicine can't kill people, and Buddha has a fate. She is just a human being, not a god.

"I know, Abel and I have already made such mental preparations." Merian smiled miserably, "If you are sure that Little Vincent's leg is really beyond help, then I will give up and let Little Vincent undergo amputation. After all, no matter what, life is the most important thing than losing one leg."

Jian'er nodded, and Merian just thought it through.

"Okay, I'll go in."

The operating room door closed with a click. The corridor, which was originally a mess, returned to its original quietness. Now Merian is not in a state of mind and argues with Dr. Clark anymore. For her, the son who is separated from her is the most important thing. It is because her noise affected Song's diagnosis and caused her own son to cry to death. Little Vincent has been delayed by their stupid parents for a while, and she must not make a second mistake.

Compared to the Merian and his wife who were full of anticipation and anxiety, Dr. Clark seemed much more embarrassed. Although it was very immoral, he couldn't help but pray that the oriental monkey inside could not see anything, otherwise he... But the more he prayed, Dr. Clark felt more anxious, because the confidence that Jane showed in the operating room could not be pretended. Could it be that this woman really knew what Little Vinson's illness was? No, no, even as the world's top expert, she couldn't figure out what was going on. How could this woman who didn't even grow hair know?

She must be pretending, right, yes! Dr. Clark tried hard to comfort herself, but the feeling of anxiety in his heart could not be controlled. Although his face seemed calm as usual, the involuntary change of posture had leaked out his inner anxiety.

Dr. Brown, who was quietly watching all this, knew what he should say. No matter what the final result was, one thing was confirmed, that is, they were afraid that they would not be able to escape the troubles in the xxx hospital.

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As time passed by minute by minute, there was no movement in the operating room gate. Only the beating electronic clock hanging on the wall made the atmosphere of the corridor more and more depressing.

"Abel, what's going on inside?" Finally, Merian couldn't resist the dull atmosphere and asked her husband in a low voice, "It's been so long..."

"Don't worry, Merian, this is a good thing." Abel gently rolled his wife into his arms, rubbing his chin gently above Merian's head with a soothing heart.

"Good thing?" Merian was stunned and looked up at her husband in confusion.

"You think, if Little Vincent's legs are really hopeless, the Song, who has magical medical skills, you should have come out long ago, right? Since she hasn't come out yet, it means that Little Vincent's legs should still have hope, so she needs to check it more carefully, and this takes time, right?" Looking at his wife, who has always been too elf, rarely showing her cute look, Abel couldn't help but laugh.
Chapter completed!