Bab 889: Things Weren't Going the Worst

"Doctor, be gentle. Look, Little Tu's sweating. Are you hurting him?

"Doctor, why aren't you saying anything? How's my Little Tu's condition? Is it very serious? He can't recover from his injuries, right? Don't scare me. We have money. No matter how much it costs, you have to treat his injuries."

When Qiao Mianmian entered the doctor's diagnosis room, she heard Michael's nagging.

The doctor's assistant probably felt that Michael was too noisy and couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't help but say, "Mister, please don't be anxious, alright? Doctor Zhao is currently treating Mr. Tu. If you speak beside him, it will affect his judgment."

Even Tu Yilei felt that he was too noisy and couldn't stand him anymore. He turned to look at him and frowned. "Michael, be quiet. How are you going to let the doctor see me like this? I'm in so much pain, and you're still arguing non-stop. Are you worried about me, or are you deliberately torturing me?"