Nathalie Quinlan felt agitated at the sound of his voice but was finally pulled out of her own world.
Her crimson lips pursed slightly as her gaze shifted away from the CT scan images. Her brow furrowed, her expression somber as she suppressed her anger, not hiding from him, "It's difficult."
The chief of orthopedics suspected she was joking and rudely interrupted, "Of course it's difficult, we would have operated on it long ago if it wasn't. Have you looked at this long enough to say there's no other way besides the surgery being difficult?"
Edric Yancey didn't pass out when he fell down the stairs, and at the moment, his little face was deathly pale from the pain, covered in sweat. Most children would have already been crying uncontrollably.
But like a stubborn little donkey, he bit his pink lips until they bled without crying. When he heard the chief of orthopedics 'bullying' his sister, he even became angry and tried to get up to protect Nathalie Quinlan.