Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 697

Freya had thought about the seriousness of Kieran's injuries and she was prepared for the possibility that he might not be able to stand up.

Anyway, her medical skills were so good that the doctor once announced that Mr. Fitzgerald would not be able to stand up in the future, but with her superior acupuncture skills, she still did a miracle and made Mr. Fitzgerald stand up again!

She felt that even if the doctor pronounced that Mr. Fitzgerald could not stand up, she, with her medical skills, would be able to restore his legs as good as new.

It just never occurred to her that Mr. Fitzgerald would need to have his leg amputated.

If Mr. Fitzgerald had an amputation, even if her acupuncture skills were superb, she would not be able to restore him to his healthy as before appearance.

"Doctor, can't you think of another way? Simon can't lose his legs!" There was a clear plea in Bradley's voice, "You can't let him lose his legs!"

The doctor sighed heavily, "If there was another way, I wouldn't want the patient to lose both legs. But the best experts from abroad have been invited over by you, and they have also unanimously concluded that the patient must have his legs amputated."

After a moment of silence, the doctor said reluctantly, "You guys prepare yourselves mentally, operate at the latest this time tomorrow morning, otherwise, the consequences will be unthinkable!"

After saying this, the doctor no longer paid any attention to the stormy Fabian as he turned around and headed in the direction of his office.

Freya's eyes were locked on Kieran's legs, which were covered by the blanket, without a moment's hesitation.

The doctors said he would have to have an amputation, so she can imagine how badly his leg was hurt!

How can wound that bad not hurt!

But in front of her, he still looked like he did not care.

She would have preferred him to cry out than being silent.

"Brother ......"

She didn't want to cry, but her tears, nonetheless, couldn't be controlled.

Kieran also heard the voices outside the door, and his face couldn't help but become unpleasant.

His face would turn so unpleasant, not because he couldn't bear the news of the amputation, but because he didn't want Freya to hear the news.

It doesn't matter if he loses a life for her, let alone a pair of legs.

He didn't care, he really didn't care.

He just didn't want to show her such a wretched side of himself.

Nor did he want to, with a crippled appearance, guard her.

"Freya, you go back first." Kieran's voice was irresistible, "I'm fine."

"Brother, I'm not going back! I want to stay with you! No matter what happens, I want to stay with you! Don't kick me out, okay?"

"Freya, in the future, don't waste any more time on me, you deserve a better man."

Hearing Kieran's calm and indifferent voice, Freya abruptly rounded her eyes, she moved her lips and questioned him in that hoarse and bitter voice, "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

"Are you asking me to go to someone else? Brother, I'm not going to someone else! No matter what you become, I won't go to anyone else!"