"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.

to leave with her head

his head hit on Old Master

face, revealing his tiredness and

be brought up

warning was sent to the

it

nodded with

stayed for a while

Dong — 

"Be careful."

fell on

ward, a nurse hurriedly squatted down to pick up the injection, while they just came out

unsatifisedly and warned her to

to be a

looked a little timid and did not dare to

picked up the injection, and quickly packed

in and let the head nurse take

dean ordered, fearing that something might go

humbly, not daring

attention to the nurse and

worry, we must

"Enough.Go for your work!"

man scolded

to listen to

pushing the trolley at the door of the

them leaving step by step with her beautiful brows furrowed

"What the hell happened?"

Christina didn't understand it.

Grandpa behaved strangely.

uniform as a

at the door ahead, she took a deep breath and

He was right here.

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

were ringing, and

moved closer and

seen him

before, and he could easily scoop

eyeing at the cold face she

quite

on the bed quietly with his eyes

with his body to monitor his

"Patrick.."

emotion, she stood at the head of the

"Patrick, please wake up..."

to get too close to

not help secretly reaching out to

"Patrick, I'm Christina."

I'm worried about

thinking of even Patrick, such a strong man was now so

quickly.I miss

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