"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

above his head hit

old face, revealing his

brought

stern warning was

Keep it in

dean nodded with his

just stayed for a while

Dong — 

"Be careful."

injected medicine fell on the ground

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

at her unsatifisedly and warned

nurse seemed to

and

the injection, and quickly packed the

let the head nurse take care of the

ordered, fearing that something might go wrong with

humbly, not daring to look

attention to the nurse and urged the dean, "Come up with the treatment plan as soon as

worry, we must do

"Enough.Go for your work!"

man scolded

to

door of

leaving step by step

"What the hell happened?"

Christina didn't understand it.

Grandpa behaved strangely.

wore the nurse's uniform as a disguise

ahead, she took a

He was right here.

she felt wrong that the smell of disinfectant inside was particularly strong, making the

instruments in the ward were ringing, and the data on them kept

closer and closer to

hadn't seen him

was very healthy before, and he could

and when eyeing at

face was quite weak and

lay on the bed quietly with his eyes

wires were connected with his body

"Patrick.."

she stood at

"Patrick, please wake up..."

to get too close to him with

reaching out

"Patrick, I'm Christina."

worried about

such a strong man was now so weak, she inexplicably wanted to

be awake quickly.I miss you

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