Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 387

A few pediatric specialists looked at each other and finally looked at Derick, who was flipping through the medical records.

Derick could not help but roll his eyes.

He thought. A bunch of quacks the Wilson family spent over 20 million dollars every year to hire them, but in the end, they can’t even save a child They almost rained him.”

He walked to the floor–to–ceiling window, stood side by side with Jason, and handed him the documents in his hand.

Jason’s gaze was

e was still outside the window. He remained unmoved and said coldly, “Speak your mind.”

Derick didn’t dare to talk back. After all, it was his mistake five years ago that caused Sophia to accidentally get pregnant, causing a series of disasters. If she had not been pregnant back then, slie might not have died so quickly. A woman’s pregnancy could sometimes activate the hidden dangers in her body. Sophia was a classic example.

If she wasn’t pregnant, the old wound on her chest wouldn’t have been affected, her heart wouldn’t have deteriorated so quickly, and she wouldn’t have lost her life in just two months.

Derick said, “This child was sick since in his mother’s womb. He has been weak and sickly since he was young. Even after having countless expensive medicines, we still could not reverse his deficient body, L…

“Get to the point.” Jason interrupted him impatiently.

very good at

“My medical skills are limited. If I want to nurture him, I have to ve acupuncture. I’m not

dark light flashed past his

of this name before. She had made a name for

outstanding. She had once cured

was elusive. Almost no one had seen her true

silence, he slowly retracted his gaze from the window and turned

unconscious. Perhaps it was because he was in so much pain that his

very pale,

was firstly because his biological mother was Ada. He rejected him from the bottom of

Timothy looked too much like him. Every time he looked at

his flesh and blood and was

not Jason’s wife, which meant that

Jason would never be able to wash

spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins. He would taste the pain of not being able to be free from love for the rest of his life. But after just a few months, he brought back

like a walking corpse, not running away, not retreating, not forgetting the past, not seeking death, it still could not change

could not tolerate this. He was already sentenced to death in

in the air and wrapped around

out and grabbed his small hand. He shouted in a deep voice. “Behave yourself and don’t