The doctors who can be brought here must be very reliable acquaintances.
But after hearing Wang Peng's words, the doctor was also stunned.
"Incision? Destruction of nerves? This..." The doctor glanced at Wang Feifei. She was a pretty girl. It was a pity that she lost one hand.
"If your nerves are broken, you won't be able to connect it. From now on, this hand will just be a decoration. You have to think about it carefully." The doctor advised kindly.
"Think about it." Wang Peng said immediately.
It wasn't his hand anyway, and it didn't hurt him.
Wang Feifei's hand shrank, obviously hesitating.
Wang Peng immediately looked at her: "You have to think about it. This opportunity is rare. If you seize it, you will be stable for life. Even if your hands are useless, someone will feed you food. If you can't seize it, you will be a waste. If you want to
What's the use of a hand?"
Wang Feifei was still cowering. If she couldn't catch it, at least she still had a job.
Mom is right, her good handwriting can get her a promotion and a salary increase. If her hand is useless, her whole person will be useless. She will just serve people tea and water all her life.
After all, what kind of secretary can’t write? What kind of secretary can’t write?
"Okay, okay, have you forgotten what your family promised you? I was told just now that your hand is disabled and your family will compensate you." Wang Peng said.
As for how to compensate, he didn't say.
In front of outsiders, Wang Feifei didn't dare to ask.
The doctor lowered his head and looked unconcerned as if he didn't hear anything.
Wang Feifei gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand.
The opportunity is indeed rare. Since Dawei doesn't like her, she can only make him feel guilty.
Although given a few more months, she would have the confidence to win over Dawei and marry her willingly, but the time given by the Wang family was relatively short and could not exceed 2 months at most.
Then there is no other way.
"Have you really thought about it?" The doctor said again: "The nerve is broken, but it can't be reconnected."
"Who said that?" Wang Peng immediately retorted: "Didn't I hear that Hua Zhao made a medicine to connect nerves? He cured both people?"
"I don't believe it," the doctor said immediately.
He has been studying medicine for 20 years, and he knows very well the consequences of a severed nerve. So why did he come up with a medicine to connect the nerve? Although there were rumors, he didn't see it with his own eyes, so he didn't believe it at all.
Maybe the nerves of those two people were not broken at all, but someone was holding flowers in front of them.
He knows very well how loudly some people can flatter themselves, and they can turn black into white, but he doesn't believe it anyway.
"Do you believe it or not?" Wang Peng was a little irritated: "I just asked you if you can do it without making it obvious? It seems that she was injured so seriously before?"
This relationship is definitely strong enough, and Wang Peng doesn't hide his purpose at all.
The doctor said arrogantly: "Of course I can. Since you have really decided, then I will take action. But if you regret it, don't come to me. I can't pick you up. Who can pick you up?"
"Hurry up, stop the ink stains." Wang Peng urged.
The doctor glanced at Wang Feifei and saw that she did not refuse. He stopped persuading her and said to Wang Peng: "Hold her down and don't let her move."
Wang Peng held Wang Feifei down and asked, "What? You didn't bring any anesthetic?"
"Of course I didn't bring it with me. Those things are very valuable and can't be taken out easily. If you use them, you have to report them. Can I report them?" the doctor asked.
This is absolutely not possible.
So Wang Feifei has to suffer.
Only then did Wang Feifei know what was going to happen, and her face turned pale.
"Stop her mouth," the doctor said again.
Wang Peng glanced at his wife, who immediately found a towel and stuffed it into Wang Feifei's mouth before she could speak, stuffing it full to ensure that she wouldn't be able to cry out for a while.
The doctor squeezed Wang Feifei's hand, opened the sutured threads one by one, and then broke it hard, and the wound that had just healed opened.
With the other hand, he raised the knife and cut it, then left in one stroke.