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"How is his condition now?"

It was sunny at midday outside, but it was gloomy in the hospital ward. The smell of disinfectant was prevalent, which made people lose their spirits.

An old man with a crutch gazed at the ward with his eyes clouded. He asked someone in a low and hoarse voice.

The principal beside looked stiff and replied carefully, "His temperature has returned to normal..."

"I mean his intracranial pressure!"

Old Master Mr. Hopkins's face suddenly darkened as he read the proper noun through gritted teeth.

Acute intracranial pressure, if too high, can lead to cerebral hemorrhage, coma, dilated pupils, and even threaten to life.

But there would usually be many clinical symptoms, such as severe headache, disordered breathing rhythm... Migraines. They knew about them which they just didn't think of.

This brat, how dared he hide all of them.

The old man retracted his gaze, with his right hand holding his crutch trembling, and he asked slowly, "What is the success rate of the operation?"

"Dad, what operation are you talking about?" Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Judy looked at them in confusion.

"Haven't Patrick's operation already been completed? Did something happen..."

The dean wanted to explain it, but Old Master Mr. Hopkins gave him a glimpse coldly, he was immediately too afraid to say anything.

This matter, indeed, cannot be mentioned causally.

"Dad, what's the matter? The attending doctor said that Patrick would be fine, and he is just unconscious for the time being..." Judy noticed something strange and became anxious.

"Get out."

The old man frowned, leaving a sentence without looking at her.

Judy looked a little reluctant and unhappy and glimpsed at Patrick, who was still in a coma in bed.

She whispered, "Dad, I know I've done something wrong in the past, but I'm his mother..."

out!" The old man glared

for a moment. Her son was her greatest support for the rest of her

of Old Master Mr. Hopkins. In the end,

light above his head hit on Old Master Mr. Hopkins's old face, revealing his tireness and distress. "This matter cannot be brought up to another person." A

in mind." The dean nodded with his

Master Mr. Hopkins just stayed for a while

Dong —

"Be careful."

fell on the ground by

hurriedly squatted down to pick up the injection, while they just came out of

seemed to be a newcomer. She looked a little timid and did not dare to face them. Without saying a word, she picked up the injection, and quickly packed the cart when remaining half-bent to show her

care of the patient from now on." The dean ordered, fearing that something might go wrong

not

Mr. Hopkins walking ahead was so upset that he was in no mood to pay attention to

must do our

Go for

irritably. He no longer wanted

nurse pushing the trolley at the door of the ward paused for a moment. She looked sideways at them leaving step by step with her

What the hell happened?" Christina didn't understand it.

a disguise and pushed the utility cart. Looking at the door ahead, she took a deep breath and walked

He was right here.

wrong that the smell of disinfectant inside was particularly strong, making the room feel like

on them kept flashing. She moved closer

was very healthy before, and he could easily

immersed in guilt, and when eyeing at the cold face

face was quite weak and pale. He lay on the bed quietly with his eyes closed. Many wires were connected with his body to monitor

she stood at the head of the bed, lowering her

"Patrick, please wake up..."

get too close to him with bodyguards outside. But she could not help secretly reaching out

I'm worried

grim face, thinking of even Patrick, such a strong man was now so weak, she

I miss you so much..." When she spoke out these words,

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