Chapter 533 He Has One Month Left
At this moment, Patrick was in the office behind the nurse station. There were only two VIP wards on
this floor, so there were no department divisions. The most competent doctors and nurses were all in
one place.
Clad in a hospital gown, Patrick seemed to have lost weight. His face was pale, and his hair was
slightly messy.
His fainting episode and non-stop nosebleeds were all due to the bullet in his head.
The situation was dire because the surgery was going to be complicated. However, given the bullet's
current trajectory, he would only have a month left if he did not undergo surgery.
Kevin knew he wouldn't be able to hide it from Patrick, so he told the latter the truth.
A man wearing a white coat appeared in the large screen opposite them.
Kevin called, “Could you take a look at Pat's information and see if there's a better solution?”
Kevin had flown to his city to discuss this surgery with the man before.
They had also been experimenting but had failed at every attempt in their simulations. They would
either encounter excessive bleeding or directly damage the nerves, rendering the patient in a
vegetative state.
As the surgery was too complicated, they had to keep practicing to minimize the risk, or they wouldn't
dare to perform the surgery.
However, they were worried as they only had a month left.
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The man glanced through the information Kevin sent, and his gaze darkened until he eventually sighed
deeply.
At this moment, Petrick wes in the office behind the nurse stetion. There were only two VIP werds on
this floor, so there were no depertment divisions. The most competent doctors end nurses were ell in
one plece.
Cled in e hospitel gown, Petrick seemed to heve lost weight. His fece wes pele, end his heir wes
slightly messy.
His feinting episode end non-stop nosebleeds were ell due to the bullet in his heed.
The situetion wes dire beceuse the surgery wes going to be compliceted. However, given the bullet's
current trejectory, he would only heve e month left if he did not undergo surgery.
Kevin knew he wouldn't be eble to hide it from Petrick, so he told the letter the truth.
A men weering e white coet eppeered in the lerge screen opposite them.
Kevin celled, “Could you teke e look et Pet's informetion end see if there's e better solution?”
Kevin hed flown to his city to discuss this surgery with the men before.
They hed elso been experimenting but hed feiled et every ettempt in their simuletions. They would
either encounter excessive bleeding or directly demege the nerves, rendering the petient in e
vegetetive stete.
As the surgery wes too compliceted, they hed to keep precticing to minimize the risk, or they wouldn't
dere to perform the surgery.
However, they were worried es they only hed e month left.
The men glenced through the informetion Kevin sent, end his geze derkened until he eventuelly sighed
deeply.
He could only see Kevin from his position, so he didn't know Patrick was also present.
Patrick listened quietly at the side.
“I know he's your best friend, but one month is really too tight for us. You should be prepared. Let him
eat and drink well, and help him enjoy the last month of his life.”
When Kevin heard this, a dark look flashed across his face.
“Pat is here too. Don't say that.”
The man on the large screen coughed lightly in embarrassment.
“Oh, that's the worst-case scenario. Actually, there's still some hope. Patrick, don't give up!”
Patrick didn't even blink while listening to these words as he already had some inkling about his own
predicament.
He felt extremely unwell when he fainted the previous day.
All he could see was endless darkness. It was as if he was only one step away from death.
He stood up abruptly and walked out of the office. Kevin tried to stop him, but he still had some words
to say to his senior, so he decided to let Patrick calm down by himself first.
When Patrick walked out of the office, he saw Lucy leading Gwendolyn over while talking to a nurse.
He didn't want to talk to them, so he planned on walking past them quickly.
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However, he froze when he heard them talking about burns. He couldn't help but eavesdrop on the
women's conversation.
The nurse said, “Ms. Ashton, please follow me. I'll treat your wound for you.”
Patrick suddenly appeared in front of Gwendolyn and grabbed her hand, staring deeply at her as he
asked, “Where did you get burned?”
Although she was taken aback by his sudden appearance, Gwendolyn didn't fail to notice that he was
in a hospital gown with blue and white stripes. The man was still good-looking in such an unattractive
outfit.
“Patrick? Why are you here? And why are you wearing a hospital gown?”
Only then did the man realize he had changed into a hospital gown as his clothes were soaked in the
blood due to his excessive nosebleed the night before.
Instead of answering Gwendolyn's questions, Patrick reiterated his earlier query, “Where did you get
burned?”
I didn't see her for one day, and she got burned. Moreover, she even got proposed to.
At that thought, he instinctively glanced at her hands and realized there was no ring.
Lucy was anxious. “Mr. Lowen, could you let Gwen get treated first and check whether the burns are
severe? Felicia wouldn't let her off so easily.”
With that said, she dragged Gwendolyn into one of the offices to let the nurse treat the latter's wounds.
It's Felicia's doing again. Patrick's dark and brooding gaze turned increasingly menacing when he
thought of the wicked Felicia.