Anticipating relief, Bruce was dismayed to find the ice cubes utterly ineffective. The agonizing pain and severe swelling persisted unabated.

His face contorted in anguish, Bruce, once a formidable warden, now crumpled to the ground, resembling a little girl soiling her skirt and weeping in a muddy puddle.

Concerned, Camilla queried, “Mr. Warden, is it any better?”

Bruce shook his head between sobs, despairingly admitting, “Help me think of something. I can’t endure this. It’s too much…”

Flustered, Camilla stammered, “I can’t think of anything…”

Then, she suggested, “What if I call 911 for help? Should I?”

“No!” Bruce blurted, realizing the consequences. “Calling 911 would ruin all of us!”

Bruce comprehended the peril of being in a federal prison, with the Rothschild family connections. A scandal tonight could ruin his career and relationships.

Enduring the torment, he pleaded, “Go to my pocket, get my phone. I need to make a call, find someone to help.”

Relieved at the thought of assistance, Camilla hurriedly retrieved Bruce’s phone.

Bruce’s call for help wasn’t directed at Jagoan, the recent acquaintance, but at a friend, a physician at a nearby hospital.

Impatiently, Bruce exclaimed, “Mark, where are you?”

A middle-aged voice responded, “On duty at the hospital. What’s wrong?”

trouble. You might be the only one who

alarmed, inquired, “Bruce, are you

“Worse. It’s a life-threatening situation,

gravity, offered, “Where

Bruce insisted, “Prepare a private treatment room. No other doctor should touch

sought details for targeted preparations. Bruce hesitated but courageously disclosed, “It’s my little brother… It’s at least two

exclaimed, “Did

swelled suddenly, like it’s possessed. It’s on the

room. If it’s as bad as you say,

the phone aside, locking eyes with Camilla

unconsciously uttered, “Warden, you… I’m afraid you can’t put on pants in

The awkward posture made wearing pants impossible unless

inspiration, Camilla suggested, “Warden, how about

Bruce Weinstein agreed without hesitation, urging, “Go quickly, fetch

Universes, donned in sunglasses and masks, flanked Bruce Weinstein, hastily wrapped in a bathrobe. The trio hurriedly made

to needles relentlessly piercing him. Yet, he understood the

wheel of

the hospital entrance. Bruce Weinstein’s close friend Mark awaited, pushing

hurriedly approached and opened the door. Witnessing Bruce Weinstein

Fool’s Day. I don’t have the energy for pranks. For God’s sake, get me to the hospital and

severity, swiftly assisted Bruce Weinstein out of the car. Observing Bruce’s silhouette through the bathrobe, Mark was momentarily stunned. He inquired, “Bruce, is this

exasperated, exclaimed, “Mark, I’m not here for jokes! Do

“I’ll administer relief drugs first. Then, we’ll

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