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Osiris put away his phone and stood up.
"Hey, are you leaving too? Amanda is making you leave just by looking at you so seriously?"
Seeing that he was also leaving, the other brothers couldn't help but try to persuade him to stay.
Unfortunately, Osiris has made up his mind, and no one can change it.
People in the nightclub are still dancing wildly, but Osiris is not willing to brush shoulders with those drunken guys, and leaves directly from the side door.
As he pushes the door open, a beam of headlights flashes by in the dim alley.
He only vaguely saw Jaden get into the car, and it seemed like there was someone sitting in the passenger seat. Whether it was a man or a woman, he couldn't see clearly. Amanda was becoming increasingly impatient waiting at home.
She has been texting for an hour, but Osiris still hasn't come home. He must have been dragged out for drinks by those guys from Edward again. Just thinking about Edward gives Amanda a headache.
Outside the door, there were flickering headlights. Amanda furrowed her brow and urged Arthur to quickly open the door. She wanted to be the first to appear in front of Osiris. To assert her presence. "How is it? Have you seen the doctor?"
Osiris is worried and starts checking Amanda's leg as soon as he sees her. In a text message earlier, she only mentioned that she had taken a tumble and seemed to have twisted her foot. "It's just a minor twist, no big deal."
Amanda showed a apologetic expression, "Did my text message disturb you? I'm sorry Aussie, I was just a little flustered."
Osiris frowned, pulled down Amanda's long stockings, and found several scratches in the covered area, looking like they were scraped by something sharp.
"Who did this?"
Osiris looks especially terrifying with a serious expression.
Amanda hurriedly shakes her head, "It was an accident."
It's clear that she blocked it because she didn't want to be seen by herself. Osiris wouldn't believe it was just an accident.
"Arthur, what's going on?"
"Today, Madam was in the courtyard—"
"It's none of Mary's business," Amanda interrupted, hastily covering her mouth.
"Aussie, it's really okay," her eyes were moist, and she carefully tugged at Osiris's sleeve, not wanting him to pursue it further.
"Mary?"
At the sound of this name, Osiris furrowed his brow in unfamiliarity.
Under the butler's reminder, he remembered that when Amanda was hospitalized, he had hired a maid named Mary.
"Call her in," he ordered in a calm voice, and soon the maid Mary was pushed over by the other servants.
"I'm sorry, sir," Mary trembled as tears streamed down her face. "I didn't mean to," she really just accidentally spilled the tray, "I didn't think it would hurt the lady."
Everyone called her "Madam," and Amanda, nestled in Osiris's arms, looked extremely pleased. But Osiris's brow furrowed even more tightly. He seemed dissatisfied with this title.
"Amanda is still single, so be careful, all of you."
A hint of embarrassment flashed in Amanda's eyes, and she suddenly groaned, successfully diverting Osiris' attention back to herself.
"Not feeling well? I think you should go see Jason for a comprehensive check-up tomorrow."
Osiris said to himself, "Good, Jason called me earlier, and it's almost time for your follow-up appointment. We can take a look at it together."
At the mention of Jason Parry, a flash of fear crossed Amanda's eyes.
"Your health is important, you can't postpone it any longer."
It's as if Amanda saw through the excuse and didn't want to go, but Osiris preemptively said, "The surgery was successful, but the follow-up care is more important. Dr. Jason is an authority in this area, and I hope you will consider it for yourself." Amanda hung her head low. "Okay, I'll go."
"…Amanda's recovery is better than expected."
On the video, Jason Parry is wearing his usual white coat, reporting the latest progress on the reconstruction of leg nerve tissue to the camera.
"In about three years, her leg nerves should be able to recover about eighty percent..."
Elena listened attentively, watching a small window on the video that displayed a file just received from Jason Parry.
She carefully read it for a while, then asked nervously, "Even in cases where the nerves are not completely dead like hers, they can recover to a considerable extent. What about older people? How fast would the leg nerves recover? Is there a possibility of complete recovery?"
She sent her father's medical report to Jason Parry, hoping for a positive response. Amanda's leg is more of an exchange, rather than Elena's experiment in this repair project. The ultimate goal is to cure Mr. Snowd's leg.
This is also why she often contacts Jason Parry.
"Sorry, Miss Elena, Mr. Snowd's condition doesn't quite meet the standard for cell repair, but I will think of another solution as soon as possible."
The video ended, and Elena stared blankly at the completely black computer screen.
Someone knocked on the door. Through the thick door, the voice outside sounded muffled and distorted.
"Elena, can I come in?"
It was Orly's voice.
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