Chapter 1641: Chapter 1644: The Wicked Have Their Own Torntors (Additional Release 2)
He kicked several tis until he was exhausted, then bent over, gasping for breath with his hands on his hips.
One of his subordinates noticed Zara Lucas’s black skirt, appearing soaked and revealing faint traces of dark red.
Unable to hold back, the subordinate inford Brandon Lucas, “Sir, the young lady seems to be injured, she’s bleeding…”
Thinking she was his own flesh and blood, the subordinate believed Brandon Lucas wouldn’t ignore her.
Unexpectedly, Brandon Lucas waved his hand viciously and retorted, “So what if she’s bleeding? Her brother was hard by her and is now unconscious, still lying on a hospital bed! She’s rely injured. What’s the big deal about that?”
Brandon Lucas detested Zara Lowe so much now that he couldn’t even bear to look at her.
As he walked out, he instructed his n, “Throw that nuisance out. Leave two people here to guard the room, and don’t let anyone disturb the young master. The rest of you, co out with .”
He planned to first check on Austin Lucas’s condition with the doctor and then go find Michelle Carter.
In Brandon Lucas’s eyes, his wife and daughter were far less important than his son.
“Yes,” the lead bodyguard replied, arranging two n to stay behind while the rest followed Brandon Lucas out.
After they left, the remaining bodyguards lifted Zara Lowe and tossed her into the hallway outside the ward.
Then they returned to the room, ignoring Zara Lowe, who lay outside.
At this point, Zara Lowe was already in such pain that she couldn’t speak… only weakly groaning.
She clutched her lower abdon, consud by relentless agony.
She felt sharp, throbbing cramps in her stomach and could distinctly sense that sothing vital inside her was slipping away bit by bit.
The hall outside the VIP ward was painfully silent, blending only faint, anguished moans floating subtly through the corridor.
Ten minutes later, a passing nurse discovered Zara Lowe.
“Miss… Miss, what’s wrong with you? Are you in pain… You’re… you’re bleeding…” The nurse saw the blood on her hands and imdiately realized the gravity of the situation.
Soon, the nurse called for ergency personnel, sending Zara Lowe—already unconscious and drained—into the operating room.
*
anwhile, elsewhere.
Brandon Lucas was inquiring about Austin Lucas’s condition.
“The surgery was very successful. We’ve completely removed the intracranial hematoma. At this point, all we can do is wait for him to regain consciousness and then proceed with further treatnt based on his recovery progress.”
“Doctor, how long until my son wakes up?” Learning that his son would remain in a coma, Brandon Lucas anxiously rubbed his hands.
“Well… it’s hard to say. The patient’s surgery went smoothly, and waking up is just a matter of ti. With brain surgeries, every case is different. For this patient’s situation, it will likely take at least a month for him to regain consciousness.”
“A month!”
Brandon Lucas clenched his fists in frustration.
Aidan Lucas had already returned, and the Lucas family’s grand eting was imminent.
With Austin Lucas comatose, everything would inevitably fall on Brandon Lucas’s shoulders.
Ever since last night, when Aidan Lucas had held a gun to his head, Brandon Lucas had been consud by conflicting emotions—craving revenge yet terrified of Aidan Lucas.
He wanted to bring Aidan Lucas down but was afraid of his vendetta, fearing the worst if Aidan Lucas decided to take violent action against him.
At such a critical mont, Austin Lucas was unable to provide any advice or support.
“Doctor, is there any way you can make my son…”
“Director, sothing’s gone wrong! There’s been a major incident downstairs in the Psychiatry Departnt; please co and have a look!” Brandon Lucas’s words were abruptly interrupted by a young nurse dashing in.
The Chief Physician imdiately cast aside Brandon Lucas.
Walking out with the nurse, he asked, “Calm down and speak clearly—what happened?”
“It’s… it’s the family mbers of the patient in Room 1706… sothing went wrong…”
Room 1706?
Brandon Lucas suddenly rembered—it was Austin Lucas’s room number!
[Author’s Note] Six chapters first, another six chapters will be updated later. I’m heading out for a al and will resu writing after that, probably after 10:00.
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