"But…' Joanna didn't know what to say to that.
Quinton didn't want to make things difficult for Joanna, so he snatched the consent form from her and signed it swiftly.
"I'll bear the risk.Hurry up and do the surgery, I've got things to do after this." "Okay, please come to the surgery room with us." The doctor nodded and led Quinton to the surgery room, while Joanna, Clara, and Haze waited in the corridor.
"Clara, did we make the right decision? Why do I feel so worried?" Joanna paced back and forth in the corridor, nibbling her lip anxiously.
"Stop overthinking; trust the doctor's skills and Quinton's luck.
Even if you don't, you should trust Ethan's character. He recommended the doctor to us, so I'm sure everything will be fine," Clara said comfortingly as she rested her hand on Joanna's shoulder.
Although Ethan was a scumbag in love affairs, he was a loyal friend.
Clara trusted that nothing would go wrong given that he was the one who recommended the plastic surgeon.
