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Chapter 1171 Figure It Out
As he watched the time pass by, there were no updates from the emergency room.
Byron's heart became heavier and heavier.
'There were at least four or five experts in there, but still no result yet!’
'What happened to that woman?!'
For a moment, Byron even wanted to push open the emergency room door regardless and go in to have a look just to be
at ease.
However, rationality made him dispel such thoughts.
Byron sat on the bench in the corridor solemnly and could not help murmuring in his heart.
'No matter what, as a doctor, Rosalie saved so many people.'
'It should be like what the medical director said, lucky people are blessed, and nothing will happen to them...’
'She will definitely survive.'
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt'Even for those two children, that little woman will definitely persevere!’
Just when he was restless, the silence in the corridor was broken by a sudden ringing of the mobile phone.
Byron came back to his senses, took out his phone and glanced at it.
It was Wendy.
Byron hung up expressionlessly after looking at the caller ID. When he was about to put away the phone, he saw
the time on it.
Before he knew it, it was already evening, and it was time for the kids to leave school.
The man looked at the closed door of the emergency room, raised his hand and pressed the space between his
eyebrows, trying to calm himself down.
Immediately afterwards, Byron dialed Luther's phone number.
The other end quickly picked up.
"Master, what's your order?"
Luther felt a little uneasy.
The news that Rosalie was poisoned, and unconscious was handed over to Byron after he saw it.
'However, my young master has been away for so long because of that news.'
It’s hard for Luther not to guess if something happened to Rosalie...
Byron's voice sounded a little tired. "Please go to the kindergarten and pick Lucian and Nox up."
Luther's heart sank. He knew that he probably guessed it right.
Realizing this, Luther agreed without hesitation, and then asked cautiously, "Master, where should I send them after
I pick them up?"
'Those two children were still so young; I cannot just let them face their comatose mother like that?*
Luther was afraid that the children would be traumatized.
After a brief thought, Byron spoke in a stoic manner. "Send them home."
"Then what if they ask about Miss Jacobs?" Luther's heart was not at ease and felt deeply distressed for the boys.
Byron did not consider this. He started to think about it when he heard this but could not come up with an answer.
He did not know when Rosalie would recover and when she could go back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'Or even...' He raised his eyes and glanced at the emergency room, which was silently still.
He was not sure if Rosalie could come out of this door safely today.
Luther waited there anxiously.
After a while, he heard his young master's voice.
"You’ll figure it out."
Before Luther could ask, the other end hung up the phone.
Looking at the blackened phone screen, Luther could not help being dumbfounded.
'Figure it out?'
'I know nothing about Rosalie's situation, so how do I figure it out?'
Moreover, those two little boys are very smart, Luther does not think he has the ability to fool them.
If he had to personally tell the little ones that something happened to Rosalie, Luther could not do it either.
For a moment, Luther was caught in the middle.
It was the end of school time. Luther barely suppressed the thoughts in his heart, bit the bullet and drove toward the
kindergarten.
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