If he is paralyzed, his life will be ruined?

Before she could ask questions.

The great devil asked, and each word was filled with a sharp sense of oppression, "My son, can't he cure it?"

The male doctor shook, "That...we really tried our best."

"I don't want to hear you're trying your best. I need to know that he can't cure it well!"

This sentence is like a signal before the killing god is about to slaughter.

The Great Devil was angry.

Really angry.

The male doctor knelt down with a thud for his life, "Mr. Jun, I'm sorry, sorry, we really tried our best! In medicine, this kind of paralysis has a very low cure rate. The specific recovery situation depends on the dean's future treatment. If the situation is good, he may recover. If the situation is bad, he may really have the potential to be in this life..."

"Get out--" The man raised his foot and kicked him aside.

The male doctor hit the wall of the corridor and slid to the ground. He felt that the ribs on his chest were about to break, and the pain was so painful that he didn't even dare to breathe.

However, he could only get up tremblingly, stand aside, and dare not say anything.

Jun Yixiu's face was unprecedentedly condensed, so dark that it seemed as if black mist was spreading out. He walked slowly forward and pushed open the door of the operating room.

Mu Lianzhi felt that his legs were weak and he couldn't walk anymore.

Junziyan walked over and held her arm in her arms, "Mom!"

"Yanyan, mom is fine."

Fei Siting also walked over and held Mu Lianzhi's arm on the other side.

Yu Yao pinched her palms with both hands, and blood faintly penetrated, but she didn't know it.

Everyone gathered at the door of the operating room.

She was the only one who stood there without moving.

Her eyes didn't have much emotional fluctuation, but it was dim and gloomy...

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the medical staff hiding in the operating room were so scared that their hearts and lungs were about to jump out.

Oh my god!

The Great Devil is in!

The dean in the past two years has been terrible enough.

However, when the dean compared with his father, he was still a few levels worse!

What's more, now is the time when the Great Demon King is the most angry.

Jun Yixiu came in and looked at the man on the operating table. In just a few seconds, he said, "Push my son into the intensive care unit and watch it happily."

Nani?

Everyone was terrified that the Great Demon King did not get angry, but just asked them to push the dean out?

No, no, the punishment must be yet to come!

No one dared to talk or procrastinate, so he quickly pushed the operating table out.

Now Junzinuo has just finished the surgery and cannot move at all.

"Son..." Mu Lianzhi rushed up, tears flowing down, but he did not dare to shout loudly, so he could only suppress, "Son...Zi Nuo..."

"Brother." Junziyan also murmured.

Yangzi: "Young Master..." He didn't expect that this would be the result. Young Master, is he really going to be paralyzed? Don't be ahhhhhhhhhh!

He would rather go, paralyze, and become disabled!

The operating table was pushed out.

Everyone surrounded the sleeping man.

Yu Yao stood there, and through the cracks in the crowd, he glanced at the man's face, but for a moment.

His face was as pale as paper.

There were still remaining blood on the forehead and white bandages that wrapped around the head.

All his shirts were removed.

The neck and chest are also wrapped tightly with white medical bandages.

I can't see clearly what it looks like inside.

There is only a faint red spot that comes into view.

That's the scalpel?

There, blood is still oozing...
Chapter completed!