NovelEnglishUpon hearing this, Walter chuckled softly.
He stared at Landon for a moment before speaking. "If I admit it just because you toldto, wouldn't that be quite embarrassing?" Landon cut to the chase. "So, what's your plan?" Walter leaned lazily against the window, pondering, "If he really announces Wayne's death, it means Wayne's estate is substantial." "You wantto admit my identity?" Walter shook his head, "Now that Wayne is dead, admitting your identity is meaningless. He might be doing this to force you to admit it." "If you admit your identity, your reputation might take a hit." Landon: "So?" Walter smiled. "So, Wayne probably has more than one child floating around, right? With their father dead, they're bound to be eyeing the huge inheritance." Landon's expression was somewhat subtle, but he didn't refute Walter's words.
The emergency room door opened, and Quinn was wheeled out. The doctor called for a family member to sign, but there was no one outside except Kyle. Kyle stepped forward and asked, "Can I do it? Is she okay, right?" "Who are you to her?" Kyle scratched his head, unknowing what to say.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUpon seeing this, the doctor didn't give him the form but said to Kyle, "Her condition isn't good. She's already pretty weak, and now with carbon monoxide poisoning, her lung function and central nervous system are both damaged to sextent." "Is her life in danger?" "She's out of danger now, but whether there will be any lasting effects is hard to say. She needs to be hospitalized for observation." Kyle nodded. "Alright, thank you, doctor." The doctor replied him and instructed the staff to transfer Quinn to a ward. Her lung tissue was damaged, and to prevent her from suffocating due to breathing difficulties while unconscious, she needed to be on a ventilator. Once Quinn was settled in the ward, Kyle ran to another emergency room to keep watch.
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Her surgery lasted a long time, and until morning, it was still ongoing.
The doctors had issued several critical condition notices, but Getty wasn't a local, and with no her families around, Kyle couldn't sign the forms.
Holding a stack of critical condition notices, Kyle had no choice but to call Alexander.
The call was immediately hung up as soon as it connected. Just as Kyle was about to call again, he heard footsteps.
Looking up, he saw Alexander.
"Mr. Kennedy, could you sign these?" He handed the form to Alexander.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlexander took it, flipped through it, casually tossing it onto a chair, "What's the current situation?" "I don't know. The doctor said it's very dangerous. It's been 12 hours, and she's still not out..." They had arrived at eleven last night, and now it was already daylight.
At this moment, Walter and Ruby also arrived.
Walter asked, "Has she still not cout?" Kyle shook his head, "Not yet."
He thought to himself, whether she could cout was a problem.
Ruby said, "She's still in surgery, which means she's til alive. Alexander sat on the bench, silent, lost in thought.
Walter cast him a glance and found it somewhat amusing, "Why is everyone here? I just went to Quinn's Ljustve ward, and there was no one there." Kyle's eyelid twitched, and he subconsciously peeked at Alexander beside him. Alexander said, "Call Olivia over." Ads by Pubfuture
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