"Fine, I'll help you!' After Haze helped Joanna sit down, he rushed to the operating room and kicked the door open. "Stop the surgery right now! I'll kill anyone who moves!"
"Okay, we'll stop!" The surgeon and his assistant immediately put down their scalpels and raised their hands while squatting on the floor. The surgery was over, and they just needed to stitch the wound, but Quinton had unexpectedly fallen into a coma when he had only undergone partial anesthesia.
A few minutes later, the doctor Haze had phoned earlier rushed into the room, gasping for breath. 'Mr. Baldwin, what happened? I nearly had a heart attack trying to get here on time!"
Haze frowned then said briefly, "Mr. Cromwell, I'll leave this in your hands. If you can save him, you'll be the benefactor of my family, and you'll be compensated well."
"Don't worry, I can save him." Robert Cromwell quickly changed into a surgical gown and got to work.
