Chapter 455

Adam abruptly sat up in bed, his face alight with hope and excitement. "Dr. Craig, are you saying there's still a chance for Noel's hand? That he can still serve in the army and hold a gun, right?" Dr. Craig furrowed his brow, pausing in thought before replying, "To be honest, I only have a fifty percent success rate. And if it fails, Noel, your condition could worsen—far worse than it is now. Forget serving in the military; you might not even be able to farm. So, whether to proceed with a second surgery is something you should consider carefully." At this, Adam's heart clenched with worry. But Noel, in contrast, threw off his blanket, nearly leaping out of bed. "What's there to think about? Dr. Craig, if you could even save our captain, of course I trust you! Let’s do it—I *have* to get this second surgery. I’m part of the elite squad—no way am I going home to farm this early!" Dr. Craig frowned. "But you need to weigh the risks of failure—" "If it fails, then I’ll just go home and fi