Chapter 377

In Hannah's office. Hannah handed Maine's recent physical report to Jimmy, "this is the examination that Maine did yesterday. Her condition is getting worse and worse. It is certain that her eyesight will decline, and her memory will also decline with it. In the future, she may forget what happened in the morning and at night. Chronic death is a chronic torture for both her family and herself. Many patients will choose..." "Do you want to tell me to let Maine die happily?" The man clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his forehead almost burst out. His fist hit the desk heavily, making a clang sound. "Jimmy, I didn't mean that. But as far as I'm concerned, it's impossible to stop the death of the patient after taking this kind of black drug for two years. What I can do is to reduce her death rate. Of course, there was also a miracle. If the desire to survive was very strong, maybe he could act like a normal person. But it was just a miracle. You should know that rats will die