Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 442 Tom Is a Fool

The external injuries were treated simply, but due to excessive blood loss, Connor's face was extremely pale.

"Where's Tom?" Although he didn't care if anyone was with him, Connor still asked instinctively.

He didn't want to stay in the hospital because he feared it.

When he was a child, Owen's so-called punishments left him covered in wounds and with a high fever that wouldn't subside. By the time Brian Hawthorne brought him home, he was barely breathing due to the fever.

He had been resuscitated for a long time, and when he woke up, he was alone in the ward.

That deep-seated fear and silence made him dread such places.

Even though he was talented in medicine, Connor chose to specialize in psychology.

He feared places filled with the scent of disinfectant and the aura of death.

He avoided them at all costs.

"He went out, said he'd be right back."

Connor nodded, not really caring. Tom was who he disliked in every way.

If Tom hadn't been so noisy, Connor wouldn't have agreed to stay in the hospital tonight.

He had wanted to refuse Ryan and go straight home, but since Ryan had already made arrangements, Connor didn't say much.

It was just one night of observation in the hospital and he could endure it.

"You had a concussion. You'll need an IV tonight. If you need anything, call the nurse," Ryan instructed. "I'm off duty now, so I'll be leaving."

Connor nodded, and the ward became eerily silent the moment Ryan left.

Leaning against the headboard, Connor stared at the ceiling and the IV bag, as if he had returned to the past.

Those memories and hellish scenes from before did not fade with time.

It was the same for him, and for Jasmine as well.

the surface, any contact

gripped tightly,

bulged, and the IV

alone in the hospital? I will stay with

was like an unkillable demon, making Connor

blame me, right? I am the

you become one of those

to be good,

good. If only you never grew

and slowly closed his eyes, as if Owen and the doctor's

"How is Connor's health?"

the dosage is too high. Connor's physical development is already slower than his peers. If we continue with the medication, the Hawthorne

he mentally impaired yet? How did he manage to

Connor was only physically weak and malnourished. Not only was he not impaired, but he also achieved astonishing results in the

was what they called

inherently a genius, perhaps..." the doctor explained nervously. He didn't tell Owen that he had secretly replaced the medication with

to do such harmful

wrong with you?" A loud voice

weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.com for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is

he opened

already flowed back into

He's too restless," Tom scratched his head. "He's such a grown man, yet he can't stay still during an IV, causing backflow." Tom had been a student athlete since childhood, strong and rarely sick, but even he would fidget during IV drips as a child, causing backflow or swelling, which

surprise and quickly replaced Connor's IV needle. Connor stared numbly at his pale hand,

and fingers," the nurse sighed, unable to insert the needle.

walked over to take a look, then he grabbed Connor's

bit angry, feeling that his hand was now

with a towel soaked in hot water and placed it over Connor's hand. "Your hand is too cold; it will hurt

expected that someone as scatterbrained as

"In this short time, did you

obvious that Tom had been in a fight. He had injuries on his forehead and the corner of his eye, and his lip was split, looking like he had taken a beating. "Aren't you always bragging about how good you are at fighting? Who beat you up like this?" Connor was somewhat displeased, feeling that

didn't have time to call for backup. If our crew had been there, those guys wouldn't have stood a chance." Tom started boasting. "I'm not exaggerating;

coming on

bunch of idiots," Tom snorted. "Especially Christopher Hawthorne, always

He looked up sharply at Tom. "You fought