Glaring viciously at the nurse, pointing at the tip of her nose, "Before I co back, no one touches her leg! If anyone dares to amputate, I’ll kill them!"
It was already deep at night, after an intense battle, Sophie Sullivan and Thomas Shannon were sound asleep.
The bedroom door was suddenly knocked on urgently, and Sophie’s head subconsciously hid in Thomas Shannon’s embrace.
Trying to avoid those noisy sounds.
Thomas Shannon opened his eyes, patted her back, and said in a low voice, "I’ll go take a look."
Putting on a sleep gown, Thomas Shannon tied the waistband as he walked out.
Outside the bedroom door, Charlie River was anxiously standing at the doorway, his clenched fist just about to continue knocking.
The bedroom door opened, and Thomas Shannon’s gloomy handso face appeared in front of him.
"What’s the matter?" Thomas Shannon walked out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
Charlie River, having no other choice, ca to knock, "Young Master, William Guillen ca, he’s not himself, and wants to take the doctor from the dical office."
William Guillen?
Late at night, has he gone mad?
"What on earth happened?"
Saying this, Thomas Shannon started downstairs.
Charlie River followed behind him, saying, "Miss Zane got into a car accident while saving Young Master Guillen, and is now still in the hospital being rescued. The doctor said that Miss Zane’s lower leg can’t be saved and needs amputation; Young Master Guillen refuses to sign the family consent form. He’s now in the dical office, trying to get a doctor to go to the hospital to save Miss Zane."
In the lounge area of the dical office, William Guillen knocked on every doctor’s room.
The chaotic, drum-like knocking wakes the whole dical office quickly.
Inside the dical office, the lights were bright, and the doctors, well-trained, appeared in the corridor within one minute.
Seeing the frantic William Guillen, the doctors exchanged looks, "Young Master Guillen, what’s wrong with you?"
"Who can treat a leg?"
William Guillen knew that the doctors in the Shannons’ Manor’s dical office were not ordinary doctors.
They were all screened through layers of selection and hired through survival of the fittest, not only serving Thomas Shannon, but also in case the Black Cloak Sect got injured on a mission, these doctors would co in handy.
Now, William Guillen could only pin his hopes on them.
Fluffy Zane’s leg must be saved!
She’s a girl, with such beautiful legs; if amputated... her life would be ruined!
Not only would it ruin her life, but it would utterly destroy her as a person.
So, no matter what, William Guillen could not stand by and watch her leg being amputated.
"Lan Singh." Thomas Shannon, in his sleep gown, hurried over, seeing him going crazy like a headless fly, asking the doctors.
Hearing this, William Guillen turned around, looking at Thomas Shannon, his face lighting up, "Thomas, Fluffy’s in trouble, I need a doctor! Now!"
"Don’t rush, speak slowly." Thomas Shannon patted his shoulder, signaling for him to explain Fluffy Zane’s situation to the doctors.
After hearing it, since he didn’t see Fluffy Zane, and William Guillen was not a doctor, he didn’t understand the real situation either.
So the doctors couldn’t determine how serious Fluffy Zane’s condition was.
They conservatively said, "Young Master Guillen, why don’t you transfer Miss Zane to the dical office now, and we will prepare for surgery imdiately."
"Okay!"
William Guillen didn’t waste a word, and turned to leave.
Thomas Shannon watched him as if he’d lost his mind, slling the alcohol still lingering on him, worried he might cause trouble, he asked Charlie River to go with him.
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