Nan Tianyi was burning with anxiety. He wished he could force a doctor in and threaten him to do the surgery, but he was afraid that the other party would be frightened and not be able to perform well.
He grabbed his hair, his face ashen. He watched as the doctors argued, but no one came forward to resolve the problem.
"I'll do the surgery."
Qiao Nian's voice calmly sounded.
Nan Tianyi instinctively looked at her.
Nan Tianyi was slightly stunned. He suddenly thought of something. As if he had grabbed onto a life-saving straw, his eyes lit up, but he was immediately suppressed by the last trace of rationality. The light in his eyes extinguished.
He could not let Qiao Nian get involved again.
This operation was very difficult to succeed.
Qiao Nian would take on this surgery for them.
