“Your brain...” Sean was hesitant with his words as he looked at her sympathetically. “Well, you're still young; there are always chances.”

Finishing his words, the man hurried out of the room.

“Huh?” Confused, Francesca turned to the nurse and asked, “What is he talking about?”

The nurse was in a dilemma and pondered for a long while before she spoke. “I was afraid that it'll be too huge a news for you, so I didn't tell you. But I didn't expect Mr. Lowe to...”

“Stop dragging me on. What is it exactly?” Francesca grew anxious.

“The doctor said there's a metal chip pressing on your nerves in your brain. You might...” The nurse looked at her with pity. “You might not live long. And even if you could, you might become slow-witted.”

The truth left Francesca at a loss for words. “Which quack doctor made those claims?”

“Dr. Henderson is the best surgeon in M Nation,” the nurse replied. “He's also Mr. Lindberg's personal doctor.”

“Has he done a scan for me?” Francesca could not be bothered to refute what the nurse had said.

“Yes.” The nurse then brought them over.

at the scans, Francesca was finally convinced that the claim

the impact from the car crash had shifted the metal chip to

still curable. All that I have to say is that Dr. Henderson isn't as capable

it's tricky. But it's still curable. All that I have to say is

she looked through a few other scans. D*mn. Not only am I hurt in my brain, but I also have a fracture on my left

was at that very moment Francesca figured that even the highest amount on that

the injuries on your face have recovered.” The nurse uttered carefully, “Don't worry too much. Medical technology is so advanced these days. I'm sure

wrong with my

touch her face, only to find that she had bandages wrapped tightly around her

that guy and his subordinate didn't

got scratched by the windscreen when you fell into the car. Your face was covered in blood when you first arrived, and upon treatment, we found two deep cuts sitting on your face,” the nurse softly explained. “But that's not an issue. As long

enough.” Francesca cut the nurse off from continuing and glared at the check. “This check won't be enough given that I'm so badly injured. Ask that jerk to come over when

being would be in panic and despair upon

cry or make a ruckus. On the contrary, she was so composed that she could think about compensation

T-This lady...

me?” Francesca furrowed her

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