Chapter 1277 Life Withering
The expert in charge of Sir. Lloyd repeatedly reminded him and discussed it with him. In the end, the other party
had no choice but to say to Dean Lane, "Dean Lane, you and I are both in the medical industry. You know how, Sir.
Lloyd is. If there is a way, I will definitely try my best, but now there is really no way..."
Kevin was stunned for a long time, unable to come up with a reply.
In fact, he was very clear about the current situation of the Sir. Lloyd, but he didn't want to admit it. He always had
selfish motives and felt that there must be a way. The Lane's Hospital had so many advanced technologies in
reserve. How could there be no way?
Kevin took a deep breath and asked, "Is there really... no other way?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Dean Lane, no matter how advanced the technology is, it can't make people immortal."
In one sentence, he explained everything clearly.
Kevin knew that as a doctor and the person in charge of Sir. Lloyd, he should be sober. If even he was so childish,
how could his family accept him?
"I'll try my best." After a long while, Kevin said again, "As long as there's a little hope, you'll try my best to save it. I'll
think about it with family."
Hearing his words, the doctor knew that he was still rational. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said,
"Okay, don't worry. I'll do my best."
Kevin waved his hand, turned around, and walked toward the Sir. Lloyd.
Along the way, his expression was very serious, and his mind was focused on the conversation just now. He was not
in the mood to pay attention to what had happened around him. He didn't even notice that Mabel had passed by
him.
Mabel had been very angry with him since the wedding. Now that he saw him walk away without saying anything,
she was about to explode with anger. She wanted to go over and scold him on the spot.
However, she had to take the occasion into consideration when she was angry. They were in the hospital now, so
she could not scold the Dean.
She might have been able to do it when she was young, but now she had lost her arrogance.
Forget it. Let him be. Anyway, he won't listen to whatever she says. Why should she ask for trouble?
When Kevin pushed the door open and entered the ward, Sir. Lloyd was drinking water with the help of nursing. His
swallowing function had been affected. A transparent tube was inserted into his stomach. Whether it was drinking
water or eating, it would be injected through the tube. It was very difficult and
painful.
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Kevin stood aside and waited for the nurse to inject the syringe into the food before walking to the bed. Cathy was
usually by the bed when she had nothing to do. When she saw him coming over, she immediately stood up and
said, "Kevin..."
"Please take a seat. I'm just here to check on Sir. Lloyd's condition." Kevin patted Cathy on the shoulder to comfort
her.
Cathy glanced at the old man on the hospital bed, and her eyes turned red again.
She seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything and could only sigh.
Now that the Sir. Lloyd was in poor condition; everyone could tell whether she said it or not.
"Come and take a look for me. I'll get a kettle for him," Cathy said as she got up and walked out.
Only the Sir. Lloyd, Mr. Shelton, and the nurse were left in the ward.
He walked over and tried his best to pull out the most optimistic and sunny smile. "Grandpa Lloyd, don't worry. I'm
here to see you. The doctors are doing their best. Don't be afraid."