"Your uncle is in the operating room. I don't know when he will come out. You can go back first. I'll stay here. When he comes out, I'll call you."

"He is my uncle. You don't have to do this." Raising her head to look at Quincy, Wanda said, "I really appreciate that you are willing to come here today. It's because my uncle refused to do the surgery if you didn't come."

"It doesn't seem to be your attitude to thank me." Quincy raised his eyebrows and smiled, but his smile was full of sarcasm.

In a fit of pique, Wanda didn't say anything. She just turned around and sat down beside.

Today's weather was unusually cold, and the tip of her nose was a little red. She looked very cute.

Quincy's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and looked away. Yesterday, he met Joey. Joey said that she had asked someone to buy the photo. It was a newspaper called SP News.

In Joey's opinion, the time when Wanda left coincided with the appearance of the reporter. Moreover, only the three of

relief. At the same time, she felt that she had no strength at all and sat in the chair.

Pierre sat next to her and said softly, "I have one more thing to tell you. Before the operation, I talked to your uncle. He said that if he could survive the operation, he would like to go back to A Country with me and be my experimental... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so direct. He said he would go back with me and let me use him for the experiment. I'm confident that I can find a way to restrain your family disease."

Looking at him, Wanda smiled, "Pierre, you are really an excellent doctor. They said that they paid you eight hundred thousand to make you work here. I thought you are not a decent person. Now I know that you are worth it."

"It's in US dollars!" Pierre said angrily, "Quincy is still so cunning. I thought he was talking about pound. That's why I agreed!"

Wanda felt dizzy. Pierre looked at her and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you tired?"

"No, I was scared."