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Nash’s gloves were covered with blood.

He turned to look at the nurses and said, “Prepare for a blood transfusion.”

Since the Watsons had prepared a separate ward for the madam, they must also have a supply of her blood type prepared as well.

Not daring to dally, a nurse immediately went to the safe and took out two bags of blood while another rushed about looking for gauze and surgical tools.

This doctor was too sudden with his instructions. He was going to start an operation without saying much.

The Watsons looked worried.

Queenie walked up to her grandfather and asked in a low voice, “Grandpa, are you really not worried about this guy performing surgery on Grandma?”

What Nash did with her grandmother’s wrist using the scalpel just now did not look like a normal operation at all.

“Then why don’t you treat her illness?” Walter frowned and glared at Queenie.

Although Nash’s treatment method was a little unusual, he had at least identified these parasitic bugs that the X-ray had missed.

The nurses gave the old lady a blood transfusion.

Their movements were skilled, and it was likely that they had been professionally trained.

Nash cut off the old lady’s sleeve with scissors and then stretched out two fingers before pressing them along the old lady’s shoulder and slowly moving toward her wrist.

With every movement, small white bugs fell into the tray.

The stainless steel tray was filled with flesh pieces, blood, and bugs.

The Watsons present felt a shiver go through them when they saw the wrigglings bugs.

Queenie’s face was pale. She retreated to her parents’ side and felt more at ease.

Next, Nash cut open the old lady’s other wrist and then both her ankles before finally opening a hole in the top of her skull.

The Watsons could not stomach such a bloody scene and left the room one after another.

Walter also turned his head to the side.

He loved his wife very much and so had insisted on finding a good doctor for her.

In the past few years, he had recruited the top medical teams in the country and abroad to treat his wife.

He had also donated billions to charitable funds for domestic medical care in hopes that doing good deeds would help save her.

To get Nash to treat her illness, Walter gave Brian 30 million as a fee for his favor and offered a hundred million dollar compensation as an apology for Kai’s actions.

Nash then asked for another hundred million in consultation fees, and he agreed without hesitation.

This was all due to his love for his wife.

He only hoped that his wife would wake up.

Brian comforted him softly, “Mr. Watson, don’t worry. My grandmaster will definitely heal the madam.”

“I hope so.” Walter nodded, his expression that of melancholy.

He glanced at Nash faintly out of the corner of his eye as he said that.

After making his wife bleed so much, Nash could forget about leaving the residence today if his wife did not wake up.

He was willing to spend the money to treat his wife’s illness on the premise that it worked.

Seeing the change in Walter’s expression, Brian could not help but tense up.

He knew very well that Walter respected him and his grandmaster because his wife needed to be treated.

If his grandmaster were to fail to treat the madam, it was likely that the both of them would remain here.

Brian wiped the cold sweat off his brows and prayed silently for Nash.

Nash’s operation lasted for three full hours.

The nurses almost fainted several times due to the things that happened. Nash had used tweezers to pick out more than a

dozen small bugs from inside the old lady’s head before finally closing up her skull.

The nurses were a little confused. “We need special tools to suture the skull.”

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Nash took the needle and thread and pierced the skull easily.

He moved quickly and completed the procedure efficiently, leaving the nurses dumbfounded.