"Mr. Fang, do you want your injury to be treated or not?" Doris asked when she noticed Jay's hesitation. She was about to lose her temper. "You don't have a belt, anyway. So, just unbutton your pants."

"Whatever you say, Doris," Jay said in a resigned tone of voice. 'If Doris, a woman, is not worried about anything, then what should I be afraid of?' Jay thought.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. He then moved his hands slowly to his waist and undid his pants.

When his pants fell, he suddenly felt how exposed his legs were.

"What happened to that? How did it get so swollen?" Doris exclaimed in surprise.

"It's because of you! Thanks to you, I am now like this. Of all the things that you could fall on, why did you have to fall on it? And you even screamed at it. Why would you even do that?" Jay complained angrily in a rumbling voice.

"Well, I..." But before Doris could finish what she was saying, she waved her hand in the air dismissively and completely changed the topic. "Never mind. Just forget about it. Hurry up and let me have a look at it!"

"Well, what's the problem with it?" Jay asked anxiously as Doris examined him. He felt anxious and didn't know what else to do.

"Well, fortunately, it's not the spermatic cord torsion. But the ca

medical records and bring them here," Nancy requested from the middle-aged woman.

"Oh my God! Dr. Nancy, I already lost the records," the woman explained while sobbing.

Nancy was stunned. If there was no record of the case, she would not have a clear idea about the cause of the child's condition. All she could do was diagnose it based on her own experience of the condition.

She looked at the poor woman, and understood that she couldn't really blame her for it.

"Let the child lie down on the bed," Nancy said calmly.

"Dr. Nancy, we heard that you are the best doctor in the pediatric department. Please cure our child. She cannot even walk now. It hurts so much whenever she tries to walk. As her mother, my heart is broken whenever I see her like this." The woman wiped her tears that flowed like rain down her cheeks. She pleaded for the welfare of the child.

When Nancy heard the word "mother," her heart immediately became tender and stricken with grief. "Don't worry. I will do everything that I can."

"Thank you very much, Dr. Nancy!" A flash of hope reflected on the woman's face when she heard Nancy's words. She took out a red envelope from the folds of her clothes and handed it to Nancy. "Please take this, Dr. Nancy! This is our little gift to you."