"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

could tell that even if Sampson’s operation was successful, he

up his

frowned as he wondered how could

not be angry since this fellow slapped my

feel his

bastard

ill psychologist is much more terrifying

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

but he still needs a long time to recover as his organ was wounded and of course,

stopped off and interrupted the doctor before he could complete

was irritated that he was

to stay alive, why did you send him here then?" He said with a deep

the operation was successful, but what Armand said discouraged

this person was shot by me when he was trying to escape. He is actually a human trafficker, so my colleague is

doctor knew that he was not just a criminal but a human trafficker, the happiness of performing the

die," He said

being a hateful ‘human

to the ward first," Boyce waved his hand

the physician could understand and would be happy to cooperate with

the doctor and rested his arm on his

would be safe." He did not explain thoroughly after knowing that Sampson was

over and said quietly,

" As long as you don't rip

nodded and stroked the doctor's shoulder as he

and proceeded to the ward. The doctor shivered as he looked at Armand’s back as if he expected what Armand would do after he got in the

into trouble, the doctor immediately turned around

recording Sampson’s vital signs as

"When is he

has just had the surgery,

Boyce could open his mouth,

the records, and turned

walked towards the bed as he was staring gloomily at the person lying on the bed and clenched his fingers so tight

came up to stop him, "Don't be that

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