My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 515

As soon as this idea arose, she chuckled at herself.

How could a young man in his 20s possibly be her grandfather’s grandmaster?

“Oh lord, my child…”

At this moment, the young man on the hospital bed began to cough up blood violently.

His clothes were stained red, and his limbs started to convulse.

The middle-aged woman hugged the young man and cried bitterly.

Mireille approached, gently opened the young man’s eyes, and saw that his pupils were dilated. It was a sign that his life was fading fast.

She sighed softly. “He’s not going to make it… You should prepare yourselves for the worst.”

“No… My son, you can’t die!”

The middle-aged woman was crying so hard that she almost passed out.

Friends and family were also heartbroken as they wiped away their tears.

People waiting in line nearby could not help but express their sympathy.

is so young… What a pity!”

him

Miracle Doctor Tanner were here, he

be so cruel!”

looked around while at a loss. He felt like the world in front of him had lost its color.

don’t understand you people. I said I could treat him, but you don’t believe me. It seems like you’d rather watch him die than give this slim chance

try anything, even if it seemed like a long shot?

if a medical miracle occurred?

his intervention would be nothing short of a miracle.

she looked at the patient’s family and asked,

to judge people by

not seem like he was mentally-challenged. Perhaps

to Nash, his lips trembling as he said, “Young man, if you can really save my son, I’m willing to do anything for you!”

son to carry on the

and his wife were in their 40s and approaching their 50s. It was too late

son, the burly man would do anything-

put down her child and bowed to Nash, pleading, “Please,

beautiful eyes and stared at Nash. “Give it a try. I hope you’re not here to cause trouble.”

to approach the hospital bed. He placed his right hand on the

hemorrhage but had also suffered injuries to his internal organs. It appeared that he had fallen from a height, with

the patient expel the blood from his internal organs through his throat, which would

you really believe

Nash with a displeased