My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Sighing, Martin and Nicole exchanged a serious glance.

Without speaking, they both understood how serious the cut injury on Patricia’s face.

“It’s not possible, is it?” Patricia asked, already guessing the answer from their silence.

Seeing Patricia’s calm demeanor, Martin decided to be direct. “I can’t completely rule it out, but your case is indeed serious. The cut is deep, and the angle makes it difficult to heal properly.”

Patricia listened, her expression indifferent as if Martin was talking about someone else’s problem.

Martin, surprised by her composure, turned to Nicole. “She’s definitely one of your people.”

Usually, people would be devastated, but Patricia’s calmness was rare. Her situation was too obvious to hide, making even attempts at consolation seem superficial.

Martin asked, “You seem to understand the situation well. Do you want to try my treatment? I can’t guarantee full recovery, but I can try.”

there was a

stepped in. “We’ll do it your way. She’ll cooperate. And I’ll help

Patricia might choose to give up, but she couldn’t

feeling conflicted. She didn’t want to go through the treatment without

patted her shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t give up. It can’t be worse

slightly. ‘She’s right. It can’t get worse than this.’ Biting her lip, Patricia nodded. “Okay, I’ll

she didn’t want to let

smiled, relieved. “Good, it’s

briefly, Nicole and Patricia left Martin’s

was quick,” Lulu said, surprised to see them

“How did it

give it a try,” Martin said