"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.

end, she had to leave with her

white light above his head hit on

revealing

be brought up to another

was sent to

it in

nodded with his

for a while and trudged out

Dong — 

"Be careful."

of injected medicine fell on

nurse hurriedly squatted down to pick

unsatifisedly and warned her to

nurse seemed to be

and did not

saying a word, she picked up the injection, and quickly packed

stuff in and let the head nurse take care of the

something might go wrong

young nurse nodded humbly, not daring

in no mood to pay attention to the nurse and urged the dean, "Come up

must do

"Enough.Go for your work!"

old man scolded him

to listen to these

at the door of the

looked sideways at them leaving step by step with her beautiful brows furrowed and more

"What the hell happened?"

Christina didn't understand it.

Grandpa behaved strangely.

a disguise and pushed

took a deep breath and

He was right here.

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

the ward were ringing,

and closer to

hadn't seen him for

very healthy before, and he could easily scoop

in guilt, and when eyeing at the

quite

lay on the bed quietly with his eyes

with his body to monitor

"Patrick.."

brimming with emotion, she stood at the head of the

"Patrick, please wake up..."

get too close to him

not help secretly reaching out to

"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,

awake quickly.I miss

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