Chapter 1310

The hope that Josiah finally ignited was extinguished little by little. Nia has been sick a few years ago, and her health is not very good. To draw blood from her was to simply kill her. Seeing that his face was not right, the doctor quickly explained, "I'm sorry, Mister Josiah. At the moment, all I can think of is Nia, and…Miss Meredith is in critical condition." "How much blood do you need?" "At least 800 milliliters," the doctor said. "No, Nia can't stand it." Josiah grabbed the clothes on the doctor's chest and roared angrily, "Think of another way, think of something else! Think about it!" The doctor froze with fright. If he could think of a way, would he still stand here, being yelled at? "Think!" Josiah punched the doctor in the face. "Aren't you a doctor? Why can't you come up with a solution!?" The doctor was knocked to the ground. Josiah was crazy, so he rushed up to drag him up and continued to roar. Liam hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. "Josiah, calm down,