My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 015 The number one brain doctor Her voice came so brusquely that Fiona instantly frowned and turned round, just to find the striking face of Annette, which triggered a shadow of hostility in Fiona’s narrowing eyes.

"Who are you? Bossing us around here?"

Fiona asked stonily.

She furtively glanced over Annette from head to toe and failed to find any designer brand from her outfit.

Where was this shabby dummy from that she dared to comment on Fiona’s medical skill! Annette stared at the old lady with her habitually aloof eyes, hands till in the pockets.

Three seconds later, she said dryly, "Two days."

Simple as her remark was, Veromca could not conceal his relief at hearing it, because that meant no only could Annette cure his mother, but she was quite sure about it.

He explained that to Waynett, "Annette needs two days."

Waynett squinted at Annette, and met with the confident hubris in the flare from her eyes.

"Grandma will revive in two days?"

He asked.

Mrs Lancaster had been ill for almost

the world and was barely able

only hope to keep her sober only

and said in a drawl, "She will regain consciousness in one hour and totally recover

narrowed his

recovered? Fiona, who had already been pissed off as Annette refused to show respect or answer her question, now laughed in spite of herself at

a craniotomy cost more than

"Acupuncture."

answer was

backpack hanging on one shoulder, she stood having one leg bent and exuding Idly self-conceit

"Acupuncture?!"

Fiona snorted coldly.

to cure my grandma with that?

at Annette

within two days? Miss, the

surgery dares not