Chapter 60
Chapter 060 take a nap in my room?
Warren rushed back from the army and entered the door to find the whole Gonzalez in a depressing
atmosphere.
"Big brother."
Older Four took a few steps forward, and the others present followed in greeting.
Warren didn''t stop, his sharp eyes staring straight ahead as he walked towards the operating theatre,
"How''s Mum?"
Older fourth said, "She''s in surgery in there, Joyce is here."
Warren was stunned, "Who invited him here?"
"Wat brought the man in hard."
Remembering Wat''s bandit ways, Older fourth was scared and disgusted.
Warren nodded in satisfaction, "He''s done a good job, he should have been brought in long ago!"
Older Fourth agreed awkwardly, "Yeah."
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All bandits! Wat leaned carelessly outside the operating theatre, his posturezy, an unlit cigarette
was held in his long, clean fingertips A strong footstep came and he slowly stood up straight and
looked over.
"Dad."
Seeing the visitor, he straightened slightly.
Warren patted him "How long has the surgery been going on?"
Wat said, "Two hours."
"Was the previous little girl in ?"
Warren half-squinted, looking at the door of the operating room.
Wat didn''t answer, he just said coldly, "If it''s not Fiona, grandma doesn''t have to do a craniotomy at
all."
Warren has always felt that Western medicine is not necessarily better than traditional Chinese
medicine.
The medical skills that have been passed down for thousands of years must have the essence that
Western medicine can never rece.
So Wat went to the legendary doctor, and he acquiesced.
But I couldn''t find the genius doctor, so Veromca rmended one, and it was said that the medical
skills are good.
The olddy was critically illst time, and they couldn''t do anything else, so they made every effort.I
didn''t expect the olddy to be treated by that little girl.I thought the olddy''s condition was under
control, did not expect to fall into the hands of my own people.
Warren stayed in the military camp for a long time, his face sank, and the air seemed to be stained with
bloodthirsty breath.
Older Fourth Master didn''t dare to say a word.
"Hide this from the olddy.She can''t stand the excitement."
Warren said, "Teach her a lesson and let her remember."
Wat hummed.
The cold moon hangs in the sky.
The entire Lu house was as bright as day, and the outlines of the dark clouds were clearly illuminated.
In a silence.
Early the next morning, the streetlights were out in unison and light enveloped the courtyard.
The morning mist was dense and the air humid.
At seven o''clock, the door to the operating theatre was finally pulled open from the inside.
After four hours’ operation, Ate took off her mask,appearing white lips, blood shot eyes ,and red
with evil spirits, and the raised ends of eyes made her even more surly.
Wat stepped forward, his voice subdued, "How did it go?"
Ate didn''t say anything, her brow lowered as she unzipped her scrubs.
Joyce said tiredly, "You guys don''t toss her, the clots were mostly out, a prescription will be given to you
later, make sure to take on time."
Warren saluted, "Thank you, Joyce."
"It''s best to give me some money!" Joyce said disgustedly.
At that moment Glen came over with a thermos and handed to Wat.
"That is what you like with right temperature."
Wat unscrewed it and handed it to Ate instead.
Ate threw her scrubs in the trash and turned her eyes to the hot, fragrant taste of milk tea,
caramelised, bubbling from the mug.She nced at Wat, her chilled eyes not as cold as usual.
Taking it, her voice was mute as if it were a knife-saw, "Thank you."
Wat teased his lips, "have a rest in my room?"
Ate took a sip of her milk tea, a little on the corner of her lips, she licked it off the tip of her tongue
and whispered, "Yeah."