The moment Huo Shaoheng had decided on something, he didn't have second thoughts on it. He was a man who believed in action and looked down on idle theorizing.
"Why would there be a need for an MRI?" Huo Shaoheng snapped back to reality and began questioning Chen Lie's actions. He squinted. It hid some of his penetrating glare, but it was still as stressful.
Chen Lie hated being glared at like this by Huo Shaoheng. It felt like an eagle looking at its prey, and it always stressed him out tremendously.
Taking a handkerchief, Chen Lie wiped the beads of perspiration off his forehead and stammered, "T-There… There are s-some injuries to Nianzhi's posterior spine. Of course, it wasn't as bad as her old injuries; it's just a slight shift. I've already fixed it for her. She will be fully healed after lying in bed for about half a month, or two weeks."
