The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Bang!

Frank kicked open the door to the operating room, and the doctors all jumped and turned toward him in shock.

"Hey! Who are you?! What are you doing here?!"

"How confident are you about saving the patient, doctor?" Frank asked bluntly as he strode inside, staring icily at Dr. Brent as he stood near the operating table.

"Well..." Dr. Brent was hesitant.

The patient was maimed, but not lethally, since the torturer had been... methodical. They knew how to maximize pain but keep the victim alive.

But even if there was no chance of the victim dying, a full recovery was a pipe dream too. The torturer made sure that their work was permanent, shattering the victim's thigh bones and leaving him wheelchair bound.

As the doctor in charge, even he would not be able to do much with the full extent of his abilities.

keep the man alive and in pain-they were not supposed to help him at all, only prolong his

so?

troubled look in his eyes-Nash was brought here to a hospital,

operating table, he snapped coldly,

around?!" The anesthetist who was seated earlier stood up, glaring at Frank in contempt. "The Sorano family owns this hospital. You don't get to strut here!"

he wanted to do was to save Nash. He did not

"W-What...?"

pointed at the anesthetist. "S-Sir? That's Horus Sorano, from

his ground as he bellowed, "Didn't you

traded looks, feeling the

not a part of the Sorano family, just hired personnel, so this was quite the scary