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“You need to send him to the hospital, Luke. I'll wait for both of you there. He needs to get a brain scan,” ordered Kevin.

“You need to send him to the hospital, Luke. I'll wait for both of you there. He needs to get a brain scan,” ordered Kevin.

He had been conducting simulations in the lab with the hope of extracting the bullet from Patrick's brain soon.

At that point, he hadn't succeeded yet. Due to that, he was planning to travel overseas in a few days to discuss that surgery with his senior.

Lucas immediately replied, “Okay. It seems like I'm inseparable from the hospital lately.”

Upon hanging up the call, he removed the blanket and flung Patrick's arm across his shoulders. “We need to go to the hospital right now, Pat.”

It was then Bartholomew entered the room and witnessed what was going on. Without delay, he tried to take Patrick's pulse.

To his surprise, Patrick glared at him coldly. “I'm fine. Don't speak of my condition when you return to the residence.”

Bartholomew was startled and asked, “Your condition seems grave, Mr. Lowen. Are you afflicted with a serious illness?”

The Lowen family only has him as their heir. Old Mr. Lowen will die of anger if he does have a terminal illness! As he thought about that, he panicked.

“Terrible consequences will await me if Old Mr. Lowen learns I'm hiding the truth from him, Mr. Lowen!” he pleaded. If I infuriate Old Mr. Lowen, not only will I be blacklisted in the industry, but I may also be forbidden to stay in the country!

hospital, Luke. I'll wait for both of

about it!” growled Patrick, frightening

than Old Mr. Lowen. I guess I'll have to keep it a secret! Bartholomew responded, “Very well, Mr.

up by the commotion, she left her room and saw Lucas helping a sickly

and inquired, “Are you

as she was about to touch Patrick, the latter opened his predator-like eyes and shouted,

understood something upon seeing

the air because she didn't have the nerve to touch

questioned, “Are you two going to the

you again!” She's the reason why I'm in

lips, Felicia cursed in her mind. It's all Gwendolyn's fault that he doesn't want to see me! I won't let that b*tch steal my man and get away with it! Now that I have Old Mr. Lowen's support, I'm confident I'll be able to make Patrick accept me soon! As long as he's willing to do that,

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