Chapter 366

"What did the doctor say?" Brandon cut her off, glanced at the still-lit operating room, and asked.

"They're still trying to save him." Marian whispered, "It doesn't look good."

Don couldn't help but shoot Brandon a worried look.

Brandon slowly turned his gaze towards the operating room without another word, his handsome face unreadable.

Patricia couldn't hold it together anymore, suddenly breaking down and grabbing Brandon's clothes, pounding on him, "What on earth did your dad ever do to you? Why are you pushing him to the edge over a woman?"

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Brandon, their looks tinged with reproach.

Brandon just stood there, letting her push and shove him, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

Don and the others quickly stepped in to pull Patricia away.

Brandon finally looked at her, "Patricia, I'm really worried about my dad, but being the underdog doesn't always make you right. It's like, this girl was just living her life, not bothering anyone, and you took it upon yourselves to bully her for fun. And when you hit a snag and hurt yourselves, you turn around and blame her for not just taking it. That's not how the world works. Please don't try to muddy the waters."

Patricia was at a loss for words; all she could do was cry, her tears growing into deep sobs as she kept mumbling things like "I can't go on if something happens to your dad."

Everyone quickly moved in to comfort her.

An older relative couldn't help but softly urge Brandon, "Brandon, your mom's just worried sick about your dad, and she spoke out of turn. Cut her some slack, will ya?"

Brandon glanced at her but said nothing.

Patricia's crying slowly subsided with the others' consolation. The hallway was as silent as the grave. No one spoke, all anxiously waiting.

Daniel typically didn't stand out much, but he was always generous and kind to those he deemed part of his world, which was why he was pretty well-liked.

His snark was reserved only for those he looked down on.

Brandon also silently watched the closed doors of the operating room, his back lightly leaning against the wall, unmoving.

Don comforted him with a light pat on the shoulder, "Everything will be fine."

slight nod but said nothing, rising to walk to the end of

there. Brandon stood by the window, his back to everyone, his tall figure casting a forlorn silhouette against the light and

him, but no one

worried, walked over and stood beside Brandon, turning to look at him,

nodded slightly, still

His deep-set, handsome

didn't know if Brandon was feeling guilty or just worried, or something else entirely. He also had no clue what exactly Brandon had done to pressure Daniel, but from

the whole situation was frustrating and exasperating. Not a clue of what kind of person Brandon's father was,

Brandon's granddad didn't want

to be coddled, so he was

son, and he still had some regard for his dad, not daring to cross the

and without much to show for it,

him with a pat

was a barely perceptible

after a long silence, his voice

"Yeah,

wait, the doors to the operating room finally opened as the evening

Patricia rushed forward, anxiously

turned back to look at the

successful; we've stopped the

to be vigilant for the possibility of secondary

risk to

patient's body is absorbed and whether there will be secondary bleeding." The doctor replied, "The next

Brandon looked at Daniel being wheeled out of the operating room and quietly thanked the

"You're welcome."

doctor said, following the other medical staff as they wheeled the patient

looked deathly pale on the hospital bed, a stark contrast to his lively demeanor in

taken to the ICU and his condition had stabilized somewhat, they took turns

were the

called Louis that morning, but now he was

know, life really seems pointless sometimes. One second everything's fine, and the next,

the car, Louis couldn't help but

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