Although Dr. Carl didn't approve of this treatment, he still sat on the bed and focused on taking care of little stone with his team.
"Botha private hospital offered a high enough price. After this little patient passes away, I can rest for a year," Karl thought. Enjoying the wind of the Mediterranean Sea and eating the red shrimp of Sicili Island, life was perfect.
He was a diagnostic expert at the University of ber service hospital, one of the top doctors in the industry in Europe. Bota had invited him over at an astronomical price.
The patient's condition was very serious, and Dr. Carl didn't have any good solutions. There were several preliminary diagnoses, but he still couldn't determine which was correct.
In Carl's eyes, the poor child was about to die. This was especially so when doctor Zheng, who had won a Nobel Prize in Clinical Surgery, actually fainted after he came. He even only "carelessly" treated the patients with ostrone.
