The assistant's gaze again fell on the girl's face.
She was very young and beautiful, like a doll, but now all of that was gone.
Even someone like Fu Shilv couldn't save her.
"Mr. Fu, you're a doctor, not a god, and besides, we did our best."
That's the reality, no one can guarantee that a person who goes to the hospital will definitely be cured.
Fu Shilv stood by silently for a long while.
The light in the operating room went out, and as he left, the mother got up from the floor, "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu..."
"How is my daughter doing? She must be better, right?"
Fu Shilv looked at her rubbing her legs, "I'm sorry."
"What do you mean, sorry? What does that mean?"
"The surgery was unsuccessful."
The woman staggered, almost falling.
Seeing this, the nurse hurried over to support her, "The success rate for this surgery was very low already..."
"That's impossible, everyone says Hua Xing Hospital is the best, that no patient leaves here uncured..."