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.

“What’s

the odds are dismal at less

directed his gaze towards Isabelle, who arrived alongside George, wearing a look

in acknowledgement to him, offering a

medical record book from the attending doctor’s

the medical record book

is here with George.

her head at her younger son, saying, “I don’t want your dad to suffer another torment before he passes away.”

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I Can Perform

remained silent, his check muscles twitching slightly.

sound of pages turning one after another

slow in this heavy and agonising atmosphere. In just three or four short minutes, it felt like several centuries had passed.

the pain, his lips twitched slightly, and he opened his mouth as

him and said, “I can perform

everyone to turn their gaze towards

in a casual manner. “Please fetch me a set of surgical scrubs.”

went unnoticed by everyone, perceived as nonsensical or

unmistakable. Had Isabelle not arrived with George, they

refrained from engaging in arguments

and Dylan, on the other hand,

medicine. He recognised her expertise in the subject, surpassing his

upon discovering Isabelle’s proficiency in modern medicine and her ability to handle surgical tools. While he harboured some scepticism, he

as Arlo was poised to speak…

first to inquire, “What’s the likelihood

looks of confusion and concern

He didn’t doubt Isabelle or question

intently, holding his breath

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