Chapter 167 I Can Perform This Surgery

Arlo became the centre of attention as everyone’s gaze shifted towards him.

Faced with the hopeful looks from the Harris family, he paused briefly before expressing, “I estimate a maximum of one month.”

Even in the event of a successful surgery and the elimination of the poison, his lifespan won’t exceed a month. Prior to his demise, he will endure considerable suffering. Bernice shook her head in despair, slumping back into her chair with trembling legs as tears streamed down her face in silence.

The doctor in charge urged, “You must decide promptly.”

All eyes turned towards Bernice. After a brief pause, she shook her head. “He has endured a year of agony

in that bed.”

Sam interjected, “Grandma?”

Is this implying surrender?

Bernice remained silent. The air was weighed down with tension, leaving everyone hesitant to act. Only Bernice, as the spouse, held the authority to decide, leaving the rest to wait for her to break the silence.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps drew near.

Before George even neared, the sombre mood hit him.

He spotted his mother seated, tears flowing quietly, her expression filled with anguish. His chest was

constricted.

“Uncle George has arrived.”

At the sight of George, the Harrises felt a surge of strength within.

forward. “What’s

but the odds are dismal at less than

Arlo directed his gaze towards Isabelle, who arrived alongside George,

nodded in acknowledgement to him, offering

she reached out and took the thick medical record book

take the medical record book back, but was stopped

she is here

it go.” Bernice shook her head at her younger son, saying, “I don’t want your dad

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remained silent,

medical record book, the sound of pages turning one after another echoing in his ears. She was reading at a brisk pace.

heavy and agonising atmosphere. In just three or four short minutes, it felt like several centuries

have made some significant decisions. He gritted his teeth against the pain, his lips twitched slightly, and he opened his mouth

him and said, “I can perform this surgery.”

to turn their gaze towards her

continued in a casual manner. “Please fetch me a set of

everyone, perceived as nonsensical or

not arrived with George, they likely

engaging in arguments with the young girl, merely glancing at her

other hand, displayed contrasting

regarding alternative medicine. He recognised her expertise in the subject, surpassing his own, albeit their conversations were merely

surgical tools. While he harboured some scepticism, he refrained from dismissing her remarks as nonsensical, unlike the

as Arlo was poised

first to inquire,

of

He didn’t doubt

her intently, holding his breath in anticipation.

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