Night Hawk...
Li Sinian almost squeezed his name out through clenched teeth.
To think he injured his Wei Wei like this!
His hand grasped Heather's left hand.
Her wrists and ankles were wrapped in multiple layers of bandages, yet blood still seeped through.
Seeing the missing piece of her pinky finger, his heart felt as though it was being gripped, aching with pain.
This kind of pain was indescribable.
He knew she could endure this agony, but...
He still felt an overwhelming heartache.
Watching everything, Li Sinian's furrowed brows didn't relax since he entered, as he faced away from them and asked, "Give me a definite answer, will her hand be okay?"
"Her finger can't be saved; even if it weren't missing, it wouldn't be usable. But medically speaking, if for the sake of appearances, to prevent Miss Sevry from being too self-conscious, we could transplant a toe."
"How much certainty do you have?"
