"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...

"I've said it.Get out!"

The old man glared at her impatiently.

Judy clenched her lips with her pale face, and hesitated for a moment.

Her son was her greatest support for the rest of her life, so he must be safe.

However, she seemed to be very afraid of Old Master Mr.Hopkins.

the end, she had to leave

white light above his head hit on Old Master

old face, revealing his

be brought

warning was

Keep it

with his solemn

a while and trudged out with

Dong — 

"Be careful."

fell on the ground by

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

unsatifisedly and

seemed to be a

looked a little timid and did not dare to

the injection, and quickly packed the cart when remaining half-bent

stuff in and let the head nurse take care of the

that something might go wrong with the

not daring

Master Mr.Hopkins walking ahead was so upset that he was in no mood to pay attention to the nurse and urged the dean, "Come up with the treatment plan as soon as

worry, we must do our

"Enough.Go for your work!"

old man

longer wanted to listen

door of the ward paused for

by step

"What the hell happened?"

Christina didn't understand it.

Grandpa behaved strangely.

the nurse's uniform as a disguise and pushed the

door ahead, she took a deep

He was right here.

disinfectant inside was particularly strong, making the room feel like a sterile ward where air

in the ward were ringing, and the data

and closer to the

seen

was very healthy before, and he could easily

was immersed in guilt, and when eyeing at the cold face

was quite weak and

bed quietly with his

wires were connected with his body

"Patrick.."

emotion, she stood at the head of the

"Patrick, please wake up..."

get too close to him

secretly reaching out

"Patrick, I'm Christina."

worried about

grim face, thinking of even Patrick, such a strong man was now so weak, she inexplicably wanted to cry, bit her

quickly.I miss you

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