Completely ruined.
Walking out of the medical office and standing in the sunshine, Sophie Sullivan laughed out loud, giving George Stanford a thumbs-up. "Old Mr. Stanford, you really are a kindred spirit!"
"You flatter me."
George Stanford reached out his hand, and Sophie immediately understood, reaching out her hand to high-five him in the air—
SMACK!
Sophie felt extremely happy; she never imagined that Minimus Hart would have her day like this.
This was the first time she had seen such a timid Minimus Hart.
However, seeing her so subdued, Sophie didn't even feel a sense of accomplishment tormenting her.
Unexpectedly, Old Mr. Stanford turned out to be a man of action too.When he tormented someone, he didn't even blink an eye.
George Stanford played with the surgical knife in his hand, feeling quite pleased. "If all goes well, we can perform the surgery the day after tomorrow."
