Female NovelBang! Frank kicked open the door to the operating room, and the doctors all jumped and turned towardhim in shock.
"Hey! Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" "How confident are you about saving the patient,doctor?" Frank asked bluntly as he strode inside, staring icily at Dr. Brent as he stood near theoperating table.
"Well..." Dr. Brent was hesitant.
The patient was maimed, but not lethally, since the torturer had been... methodical. They knew how tomaximize pain but keep the victim alive.
But even if there was no chance of the victim dying, a full recovery was a pipe dream too. The torturermade sure that their work was permanent, shattering the victim's thigh bones and leaving himwheelchair bound.
As the doctor in charge, even he would not be able to do much with the full extent of his abilities.
Moreover, he had express orders to keep the man alive and in pain-they were not supposed to helphim at all, only prolong his pain.novelbin
"Is that so? I understand." Frank could read Dr. Brent's mind just from the troubled look in his eyes-Nash was brought here to a hospital, but not for treatment.
Striding up at the operating table, he snapped coldly, "All of you, out!" "Who do you think you are,orderingaround?!" The anesthetist who was seated earlier stood up, glaring at Frank in contempt. "TheSorano family owns this hospital. You don't get to strut here!" "Fuck off!" Frank sent him flying to a wallwith a kick, knocking him out.
Right now, all he wanted to do was to save Nash. He did not have the tto waste his breath with thesepeople! "W-What...?" Frank could not care less and stood his ground as he bellowed, "Didn't you hear?I told you to leave!" The doctors all traded looks, feeling the chill running up their spines.
They were not a part of the Sorano family, just hired personnel, so this was quite the scary scene forthem... "Oh, I'm not catching this heat. I'm out." 7187 Verify captcha to read the content Verify