"How can you be fine? I saw you twitching just now!"
Daemon switched on the wall lamp, held Derila's face, and carefully scrutinized
her.
"Could it be that the surgery had damaged your brain?"
"The one with the brain damage is you." Derila did not know whether to laugh or
cry.
"I was laughing, okay?"
He was puzzled.
"Laughing? About what?"
"Nothing."
At that moment, Derila still did not dare to tell him about the origins of the name
"Riri".
Instead, she demanded frantically, "Oh, right! Give me my phone!"
"The bomb in the orphanage has been defused, and the children are fine."
Daemon told her the result directly, "Harrison has told Ms.Layla that we're fine!"
"You—"
"One hundred and eighteen orphanages." He looked at her with admiration.
"You're very capable, Derila."
"Don't worry.I've sent someone to protect them.From now on, no one can touch those
children."
Daemon did not give her a chance to speak at all.
Derila stared at him dumbfoundedly.It took a long time before she came back to her
senses and said softly, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"He grinned.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"I…"
After some thought, Derila hastily asked, "Who did my surgery?"
"It's…"
Originally, Daemon wanted to tell her that it was her master.
However, at the thought that she must have her own reasons for not wanting the old
man to know her identity, he changed his mind and replied, "It's that Dr. Feroma."
"Huh?"
Derila immediately panicked.She hurriedly grabbed his hand and shot him another
question.
"Then wouldn't he have seen my face?"
"No.You were lying face-down on the operating bed since the surgery was on the back
of your head, so the old man didn't get a chance to see what you look like, " Daemon
explained rationally.
"Good.That's good…"
Derila heaved a long sigh of relief.
When my master performs surgery, others will prepare everything.
He only does the main surgery, so it's not surprising that he didn't see my face.
I haven't cut my hair in the past few months, and my originally short hair is now at
shoulder length, My body shape and appearance have changed a bit compared to a few
years ago, so surely he didn't recognize me.
As these thoughts went through her mind, she breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she quickly inquired anxiously, "Has Ma…Dr. Feroma left?"
"A long time ago."
Daemon deliberately said, "He demanded to go back right after the surgery.I told Harrison
to ask him to wait until you're no longer in danger before leaving.Harrison begged for a long
time before he finally gave in."
Hearing that, Derila blurted out, "The old man doesn't like the hustle and bustle of
the city.There's no need to force—"
"Huh? How did you know that?" he deliberately asked.
"Most old people are like that"
Derila quickly came up with an excuse.
"Besides, the old man is a miracle doctor.Hence, he requires a high degree of
concentration to perform the surgery, so that means he doesn't like to be disturbed"
"That's true" Daemon nodded.
"Did you send Dr. Feroma back properly? You didn't just ignore him after the surgery,
right?"
She was still worried that they hadn't treated her master with respect.
"Knowing that the old man doesn't like noise, I've specially arranged for him to stay in
Garden Villa in the suburbs.You must know that this treatment is only available to Old
Mr.Giblo.In addition, I've also arranged for the Lierger family's private jet to send him
off when he leaves.The old man, his young apprentice, and the mongrel he brought are
well taken care of"
Daemon intentionally emphasized the word "mongrel" while also raising a brow at
Derila, wanting to see if he could detect a trace of guilt and self-reproach on her
face.
Cough! Cough! Sure enough, she avoided his eyes, and her expression was a tad
awkward before she asked cautiously, "The old man also brought the dog?"
"Yes.It's always by his side like a precious treasure."
Daemon deliberately exclaimed, "By the way, that mongrel has the same name as
you.It's also called Riri!"
Pfft! Derila nearly choked on her saliva.
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