"I don't know, Uncle Zhao just went in." He Jinyu lowered his head and answered honestly.

"Didn't you tell your mother?"

"No, I didn't dare to tell her..."

He Ziqin nodded and said no more.

At this time, the ward door suddenly opened, and then Zhao Zhongji walked out. Seeing He Ziqin's expression change, he hurriedly came up to him, "He Ju, you came just in time."

"Old Zhao, what's going on with my daughter?!" He Ziqin asked anxiously.

"The situation is critical. The toxins in the legs have spread throughout. If it is delayed any longer, it may invade the nerve center. I'm afraid there will be no way to save the day..." Zhao Zhongji said anxiously.

"What should we do?!" He Ziqin's heart suddenly raised in his throat.

Zhao Zhongji hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said helplessly: "The only way now... is to ampute the leg!"

Amputation?!
Chapter completed!