My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 58

Chapter 058 Putting all the blame on Annette

Suddenly, the door to the room was pushed open.

Fiona saw Waynett and Annette, squeezed the information in her hand and frowned, "What are you doing here?"

Annette ignored them, her cold gaze falling on the old woman.

The old man was covered in plastic tubes and her pale face was blue and ugly.

The bottom of her eyes sank suddenly.

she said coldly, "Not sure."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room frozed a few degrees.

Waynett's dark eyes stared at Fiona with an invisible sense of oppression, like a sharp, cold scalpel at the tip of Fiona's throat.

She was strangled in an impermeable net, and the sensation of suffocation spread throughout her body, her bones shivering as she fell into the ice.

The man's voice was cold and angry, "Get out."

Fiona held back her discomfort and blustered, "Third Brother, this woman said she would treat Grandma last time and ended up with her in this state, what are you still bringing her here for?! Do you want to get Grandma killed?!"

The moment she saw Annette, she decided to put all the blame on Annette.

Waynett's eyes narrowed with a cold, creepy glint .

The army doctor knew they had caused trouble this time and spoke up to persuade Fiona, "Miss Fiona, let's get out first." Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Fiona was worried that there was nowhere to dump this hot potato, and Homeopathy warned Annette, "If anything happens to my grandmother, I won't let you off the hook!"

With a cold grunt, she strides away.

Just as she reached the courtyard, Glen immediately surrounded Fiona with his men, his face cold and hard, "Take Miss Fiona down and keep an eye on her!"

"Yes!"

Fiona's eyes were instantly covered with fluster.

Annette threw her bag on the floor and took the old lady's pulse.

The longer she took the pulse, the more sullen of her expression.

After several minutes, Annette put the old woman's hand under the covers and stood up, her voice low and depressing, "Be in Trouble."

Waynett looked at the old man in the bed, "What did you mean?"

"It's going to have to be an operation."

Annette said, "Did you know Joyce, the first man in brain surgery?"

Waynett nodded, "The sage of brain surgery, a patriarch of the medical organisation, No.1 in brain surgery, do you need his help?"

"Well, I need his help, Fiona, she's not good enough."

Annette stuck her hands in her pockets, her voice soft and slow as she knelt down and took a roll of silver needles out of her bag, placing needles at several vital points, "I can stall a bit while you find Joyce as soon as possible."

Waynett didn't delay for a second, taking out his phone and dialing out a call, "Bring Joyce to the Gonzalez, as soon as possible."

Joyce was an old, unkempt, bearded man in his fifties.

Not knowing from which secret laboratory he had been captured, he shouted as he was racked into Gonzalez by his bodyguards.

"Are the Gonzalez robbers? Robbing people like that! Is my student Fiona here? what are you doing here with me? I'm at a critical point in my experiment!"

The Gonzalez was shocked to see Joyce, and Waynett was crazy to do this to a member of the Green family!especially a pivotal figure in the Green family! The three army doctors were shocked to see Joyce.

Joyce was carried straight to the old lady's room, still spitting, "A few strong men, can you guys put me down, I can walk on my own,ouch my old bones ......"

Suddenly his voice stopped abruptly and his eyes widened inch by inch as he looked at Annette in disbelief, "M ......"

Annette swept a glance over and he hurriedly swallowed the remaining word in his stomach.