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Chapter 1625 You Would Answer My Call
Five minutes later, Byron appeared in the ward on the top floor.
Rosalie had already changed into a hospital gown. Her lips were still purple, and her complexion was pale, as if she
was terminally ill.
Byron was so distressed that he could hardly breathe when he saw her on that bed.
He stood beside the bed for a long time before he finally found his voice.
"Rosalie, can you hear me?"
He leaned over, endured the pain in his heart, and touched Rosalie’s pale face.
Rosalie did not respond at all.
Byron could not help but check her breath to confirm that she was alive.
"As soon as those doctors landed, bring them here immediately!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtByron could not bear this anymore. He turned around and told the director.
The director quickly agreed.
The whole night, Byron could not rest. He just sat numbly beside Rosalie's hospital bed, checking her breath every
ten minutes.
At five o'clock in the morning, doctors from all over the world arrived at the hospital in multiple cars.
These renowned doctors did not even have time to rest. They were immediately taken to Rosalie's ward.
As soon as they entered the door, they were terrified by the cold storm inside.
Byron stood up and gave up his seat without a word.
Although he did not speak, just his presence was enough to express his attitude.
Everyone present would have a hard time if anything happened to the person on the bed under their hands.
This realization placed everyone on caution.
However, no matter how they checked, the results were still the same as what yesterday’s doctors found.
They found nothing unusual on Rosalie’s body.
Byron finally could not suppress the anger in his heart. ’This is all trash! Get out of here! From today on, the
Lawrence Corporation will no longer fund any projects involving you!'
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
The financial resources of the Lawrence Corporation were well known, and losing the support from the Lawrence
Corporation meant that it will be difficult forthem to participate in global projects in the future.
This was a fatal blow to these already famous doctors.
"President Lawrence, the Young Madam's situation is unusual. Please give us some more time to discuss."
A respected old doctor interceded, "I can guarantee that within a short time, the young lady will not have any
physical problems. She just fell into a coma." "Short time?" Byron looked over coldly, and asked mercilessly, "How
short? Can you give me an exact time? Even if you can, how would you guarantee during this time nothing will
happen to Rosalie?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe doctors were left speechless by his question.
The air in the ward seemed to be stagnant. Nobody dared to breathe, yet they did not dare to leave.
Suddenly, a mobile phone rang abruptly, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the ward.
Everyone looked toward the direction of the sound, only to see that Byron's mobile phone on the bedside table was
flickering non-stop.
For a moment, everyone held their breath, wanting to see which unlucky person had their head on President
Lawrence's chopping board.
Byron picked up the phone and was about to hang up but saw the name on the screen.
Xander Lancer.
When Byron saw these two words, his heart sank inexplicably. He answered the phone with a cold face.
"President Lawrence, I never expected that you would answer my call. I thought..."
On the other end, Xander’s voice was filled with inexplicable glee, with a little flattery, but also steeped in disdain.
The call sounded very contradictory.
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