The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

“Let’s all go inside and see Old Master…” The Carver family member said solemnly and then added a warning. “Keep quiet. Don’t disturb him!”

Then, the Carver family members entered the room.

Jagoan had already left, leaving the pale Michael lying quietly in the hospital bed.

Looking at their patriarch in such a state, the Carver family members were grieving. Many people were even weeping. The crowd tried hard to control their voices so as not to disturb Michael.

A crowd of people gathered around the hospital bed, looking at Michael with slightly red eyes.

Michael was already somewhat conscious, so he could naturally hear them. However, in order to help Jagoan’s plan get carried out smoothly, he could only resist the desire to speak and lay quietly instead.

Michael was glad to hear the sobs all around him.

It was rare for an old man to be cared for by so many people in his family and even had them shed tears for him.

get their share of the family fortune. However, that situation did not happen in the Carver family.

go back

really not awake?” Theodore’s son asked

muttered, “Don’t ask questions

pupils constricted as if he had thought of something, and a subtle smile spread across his

not soft, and the patients in

to a good man like Old Master

better. I’ll go to church to pray for Old Master

to Ocean City’s charity. He’s

make Michael wake up, so many people could only choose to pray to express their

a cap grinned as he left Optimus Clinic with a bag

the corner from Optimus Clinic, the man called Curtis