Sensing the doctors’ abnormality, Bruce took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?" The attending doctor looked conflicted and said in a low voice, "Mr. Everett, your physique is a little special now. I've already injected you with anesthetics four times.
"If you continue to be anesthetized, your body might not be able to take it!" When Bruce heard this, he thought for a few seconds. "Then there's no need for anesthesia." When the attending doctor heard this, he was even more dumbfounded. "Mr. Everett, although this is a minimally invasive surgery, there will still be pain..." "It's okay. | can take it." "Are you sure?" the doctor asked in disbelief.
"I'm sure. It's fine. Just do it!" Bruce calmed down and closed his eyes.
No matter how great the pain was, he had suffered it before.
For him, no matter how painful this kind of surgery was, it would not be as painful as the torture he suffered at District 17.
"Then, let's begin!" "Alright, let's begin!" The doctors did not dare to say anything else and began to focus on performing the surgery on him.
"Uh..." "Mr. Everett, is that okay?" "Sure, just go on!" The minimally invasive scalpel was slowly inserted into Bruce's temple.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlthough Bruce was mentally prepared, he still felt the pain.
He felt that someone was stirring his brain nerves, and his entire brain felt indescribably uncomfortable.
"Ugh..." Bruce gasped and broke out in a cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth.
When the doctors saw this, they became even more nervous and did not dare to breathe loudly.
In the entire operating room, the atmosphere was exceptionally solemn and quiet. Only the sound of electric current coming from the instrument could be heard.
An hour later.
"The surgery is over!" The doctors all heaved a sigh of relief. They were even more nervous than Bruce the entire time.
Bruce was very clear-headed throughout the surgery.
This was the first time these doctors had encountered such a situation in the hospital.
"You have to be hospitalized for a few days for observation. If there are no adverse effects, you can be discharged." "Okay, got it." Bruce lay on the hospital bed and quietly closed his eyes to rest.
His brain was now bloated, and he felt as if he really had hydrocephalus. He was dizzy, painful, and numb.
Now, he only wanted to sleep. In addition, he had been too tired these few days, so he fell asleep in a daze.
When he woke up, it was already noon the next day.
"Uh, Joann..." Bruce had a nightmare and suddenly woke up from it.
"Mr. Everett, you're awake?" Darcy and the nurses were guarding the side. When they saw that Bruce was awake, they immediately surrounded him.
Bruce paused for half a minute before his chaotic thoughts gradually became clear. "Darcy, how long have | been asleep?” "You've been asleep for almost 20 hours." "Hiss, have | slept for so long?" Bruce blinked groggily and struggled to sit up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mr. Everett, you should rest more." Bruce turned its head slightly and insisted on sitting up from the bed.
"I'l go take a look at Joann..." Bruce felt much better after sleeping, but his head was still swollen.
The attending doctor also rushed over to take a look. Seeing that Bruce had already gotten out of bed and was walking around, he hurriedly reminded him carefully, "Mr. Everett, the absorption process of the medicine will take about a week. Don't do any strenuous exercise during this week." "Okay, | got it," said Bruce. He forced himself to stay strong and prepared to go to the ICU to see Joanna.
Although he knew that Joanna was unconscious, he still wanted to take a look.
Beep, beep, beep.
Just as Bruce reached the entrance of the ICU, his phone rang.
He took a look at his phone and saw an international number.
Darcy's expression froze. "Mr. Everett, you don't have to pick it up. It must be Miya Rhodes calling again.
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