She stood by the corridor, the wind outside blew against her face, making it somewhat pale, but also clearer.
Her father was still lying in the emergency room, Georgia Thorne momentarily lost her sense: "Tiana, why are you so sure? What if the doctors don't save father? You can't act on impulse."
"Don't worry, I have a way." Tiana Thorne looked at May Sloane: "Beauty, accompany her for a while."
"Are you sure you're okay?" May worried about her.
Tiana Thorne shook her head. She was racking her brains; although she was gambling that her father would be fine, she hadn't found a solution. At the very least, she would find another doctor to check her father's condition. She didn't trust these doctors at all; what if they misdiagnose?
What if her father had a chance to survive, and they delayed it?
She could get a better doctor for her father.
She thought of her sixth brother; his Sixth Gate had many excellent doctors. Maybe he could find out the cause of the illness.
