"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?"

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

made up his decision,

as he wondered how could he

not be angry since this fellow slapped my grandmother?" Armand gave a

feel his rage

was indeed a bastard as he bit

much more terrifying than the ordinary people,"

room lights turned off at that moment, and after a while, the door of the operating room slid open. There was

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

Armand stopped off and interrupted the doctor

irritated that

want him to stay alive, why did you send him here then?" He said

the operation was successful, but what Armand said

escape. He is actually

criminal but a human trafficker,

should die,"

faked an accusation of being a hateful ‘human trafficker’

Boyce waved his hand

Boyce’s identity, the physician could understand

approached the doctor and rested his arm on

he would be

and said quietly, "Will he die if I slap

dread, the doctor took a step back and coughed gently, " As long as you don't rip out

nodded and stroked the doctor's shoulder as he said, "Thank

looked at Armand’s back as if he expected what Armand would do after he got in the

avoid getting into trouble, the doctor immediately turned around and

Sampson’s vital signs as he entered

and asked, "When is

the patient has just had the surgery, try not

open his mouth, Armand spoke up

took the records, and turned around to

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

felt that something bad might happen and came up to stop

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