Worship The Ground You Walk On

It was at noon now, and it was time for Cliff to go home. He changed his clothes and grabbed the car key, moving towards the door of the office. Suddenly, someone pushed it open.

Marshall walked into the office with cold eyes. He stared at Cliff and said angrily, “What did you just say to her?!”

Cliff was confused, “What could I say to her? Just some regular inquiries.”

“Regular inquiries? How would she give up the treatment if it was some regular inquiries?” Marshall shouted in rage.

Cliff had never seen him like this before. He had always been a gentle and modest man who never lost his temper.

But when it came to Claudia, he was completely different.

Cliff frowned and threw the key back on his desk, “What do you mean? She refuses to accept the treatment now?”

“I have been persuading her to take the treatment, for years! She finally agreed to see the doctor, but now, you ruin it all!”

Cliff shrugged, took out her medical record and test results from the drawer, and handed over to Marshall.

“Take a look at these. The results show she has severe damage to her vocal cords, which was likely and deliberately caused by poison many years ago.

Cliff sighed and continued, “Claudia is pretty young. she is in her twenties. According to the results, it can be estimated that she was poisoned about fifteen years ago. She was a kid at that time!”

Marshall held the medical record tightly and looked at him, “What do you mean?”

“She got involved in a conspiracy! Somebody wanted her to keep silent and poisoned her on purpose! And as a doctor, I need to know more about her so that I can treat her!”

Marshall was shocked.

fell sick of a sudden and rested at home for

thought it was all because she was

think too much about it, let alone Marshall,

that, Claudia could no

girl who enjoy singing and dancing, but after that,

used to believe that she was missing her father, but the record implied that she

must know that you can never cure a patient

remained silent. He was just standing

present, an operation is inevitable in her treatment process. Tell her when you meet her,” Cliff put the things back and grabbed the car key once again. He was on his way to the door, but suddenly

suggest you take her

his

but technically, she can still make

voice would be more like

kept practicing speaking with adjuvant therapy, she could have recovered some of the capacity to speak, but she didn’t do

was bewildered. Though he couldn’t understand all his

these years, Claudia must be suffering all alone,

tongueless, she was

about this, he

couldn’t help but

couldn’t imagine what Claudia had been

Claudia was busy in the bedroom.

walked downstairs. When she opened