"Alright."
Claud rushed into the ward.
Sandra felt that something was wrong. She followed him in. When Claud took off his pants, Sandra suddenly shouted, "Wait a moment."
"What's wrong?"
Claud was just about to take off his briefs when he heard the shout and stopped.
Sandra said seriously, "Mr. Allston, go take a bath. I think your illness is quite serious. You need surgery."
"What? A surgery!"
Claud was startled.
"That's right, I will operate. I need to completely remove the tools. Only then will your illness recover. I will go prepare now."
"Sonia, give Mr. Allston an anesthetic."
Seeing Sandra's serious expression, Claud immediately became terrified and shouted, "Sandra, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again."
"You little bastard!"
Sandra ruthlessly knocked on Claud's hea
