"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.

she had to leave with her

above his head

old face, revealing

be brought

was sent to the

it

dean nodded with his

a while and trudged

Dong — 

"Be careful."

of injected medicine fell on the ground

ward, a nurse hurriedly squatted down to pick

at her unsatifisedly and warned her to

seemed to

timid and did not dare to

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

the head nurse take care of the patient from now

might go wrong with the patient

young nurse nodded humbly, not daring to look

walking ahead was so upset that he was in no mood to pay attention to the nurse and urged the

must do our

"Enough.Go for your work!"

man

wanted to listen to

pushing the trolley at the door of the ward paused for a

them leaving step by step with her beautiful

"What the hell happened?"

Christina didn't understand it.

Grandpa behaved strangely.

a disguise and pushed the utility

the door ahead, she took a

He was right here.

of disinfectant inside was particularly strong, making the room

the ward were ringing, and the data on them kept

and closer to

hadn't seen

before, and he could easily scoop her

eyeing at the

was quite

bed quietly

with his body

"Patrick.."

brimming with emotion, she stood at the head of the bed, lowering her

"Patrick, please wake up..."

dare to get too close to him

could not help secretly reaching out to

"Patrick, I'm Christina."

worried

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

quickly.I miss you so

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