"Benevolence hospital." Boyce Shawn answered.

Armand Bernie had just walked out through the door. He turned around and noticed that the huge words of Benevolence hospital were in neon light at the outpatient department. Wasn’t here where Ms. Leslie hospitalized.

"Where is he?" He asked as he moved his lips.

"He is in the operating room.” Boyce was puzzled, "What's the matter with you?"

Armand didn’t say anything special but just telling him that he would be there to find him before hanging up the phone.

Armand returned to the hospital and found the operation room using the instruction map. Boyce sat on the seat in the corridor and there were a few bodyguards standing on the side. He came over with a long stride, "What's the situation now?"

Boyce adjusted his position when Armand approached and said, "Sit down first then I will tell you."

Armand sat down.

"The doctor said he nearly dies from the wound which was only two millimetres away from the heart and he’s now still in the operating room at the moment," Boyce said.

"Why wouldn’t this son of a bitch die?" Armand snarled.

"If he really dies then Matthew Nelson would be the murderer. I think Mrs. Nelson is the only one who is clear-headed," Boyce said.

"Actually it can be settled." Armand still insisted that Sampson Hebert should have been beaten to death.

If there was money, then there was power. Why money was that important?

Because money could buy things.

So, the power came after money.

Not to mention the power of Matthew’s uncle’s family, the truth could be covered up.

Boyce thought that Armand was too agitated now and felt pointless to talk to him anymore, so he stopped speaking to give him a chance to calm down. Boyce underestimated Armand’s anger.

The corridor was silent at that time, which was quite awkward.

"How long has it been and how come it's still not done?" Armand said impatiently.

you go back first?" Boyce

he could tell that even if Sampson’s operation was successful, he might still be beaten to

up his

as he wondered how could he

could I not be angry since this fellow

could feel

a bastard as he bit an

more terrifying than the

turned off at that moment, and after a while, the door of the operating room

his organ was wounded and of course, this would give

stopped off and interrupted the doctor before he

was irritated that he was

alive, why did you send him here then?" He said with

was successful, but what Armand

the suspect and this person was shot by me when he was trying to escape. He is actually a human trafficker, so my colleague is furious and wasn’t aware of what he said I hope you

knew that he was not just a criminal but a

die," He

being a hateful ‘human trafficker’

waved his hand and told

understand and

and rested his arm on his shoulder as he asked,

a surgery, as long as his mood doesn’t fluctuate, he would be safe." He did not explain

over and said quietly,

dread, the doctor took a step back and coughed gently, " As long as you don't rip out those tubes on him, a small superficial wound won’t kill

Armand nodded and stroked the doctor's

the ward. The doctor shivered as he looked at Armand’s back as if he expected what Armand would

into trouble, the doctor immediately turned around and

recording Sampson’s vital signs as he

stepped aside and asked, "When is he going to wake

hours later." The nurse finished recording the last item and explained the precautions, "Now that the patient has just had the surgery, try not to move him. If you need any help, you may just

it." Before Boyce could open his mouth, Armand spoke

glanced at him, took the records, and

the ward closed, Armand walked towards the bed as he was staring gloomily at the person lying on the

came up to stop him, "Don't

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