Chapter 206 He Would Become A Useless Man

Victor Hemingway looked at the crystal-clear cup of tea. “It must be good tea if it’s personally made by Mr. Harris.” With that, he picked up the teacup and took a sip. “I’ve been troubling Dr. Hemingway with my girlfriend’s leg. I wouldn’t dare to neglect taking care of you,” said Charles Harris. Sophia White Frowned. She did not like it when Charles Harris referred to her as his girlfriend or his woman, but he seemed to enjoy using these terms recently, especially when facing Dr. Hemingway. “Neglect or no neglect, Mr. Harris, I would do my best to treat Miss White’s leg. However, I wouldn’t dare to guarantee if her leg would ever recover enough to be back to normal,” Vincent Hemingway placed his teacup down. Sophia White’s lips turned a little pale when she heard the last sentence as she grasped the corner of her sleeve. “I heard that Dr. Hemingway’s mentor is an expert in this field?” The look in Charles Harris’ eyes darkened. Victor Hemingway glanced at him. “I’ve consulted