"Hehe, Sheila doctor, since you don't understand, I won't beat around the bush," Jack said, his mouth curling up slightly, revealing a hint of evil. "In fact, my father's illness cannot be cured at all, and even Claire herself knows it. What's more, he is still in a coma, what's the use of her waking him up for a while?
Sheila immediately retorted, anxiously saying, "Mr. Miller, after the completed treatment, elder Mr. Miller's various physical data have greatly improved. If he can persist in taking the medicine, he live for at least a few more years."
Jack sneered, shook his finger, and said, "Dr. Sheila, you are an expert in a major hospital, and I don't question your judgment. But now, I want him to die quickly."
What?" Sheila's face turned pale with disbelief Then the quickly stood up from the chair as if she Was about to leave, and said anxiously
