
"The patient's pulse is getting weaker, Doc!"
The panicked cry of a female nurse made the doctor turn his head. The female doctor approached, trying to be calm when panic struck.
With the heart of the doctor pressed the pulse on the arm of the patient. The nurse was right, the pulse of this male sex patient is getting weaker.
The panic is not only seen in the check room, but also outside. A middle-aged woman was crying hysterically in her husband's arms when she saw the son's life on the edge. Although she was not the mother who gave birth to him, but the woman was already deeply attached to her adopted son.
"Please save our son, no matter what happens. If we need to take Kezi out of the country, I don't want to lose him Kav!"
Her crying broke again, the husband tried to calm her down. They both strengthen each other, seeming unconcerned about the circumstances around.
The two did not even know that there was currently a girl smiling faintly both of her eyes looking deeply at the man who was fighting death inside.
His face was sad, but his lips were flattering a thin smile - very thin but containing a lot of meaning.
"We'll take Kezi, calm down!"
The girl turned her head, she was silent for a moment - before both her legs came closer to eroding the distance with her two in-laws.
"I don't know why my husband collapsed. Though from that moment Kezier was fine, I just left him to the bathroom," he said.
The girl looked down, her face so sad. The corner of her eyes glanced at the glass door, where she could see the medical team struggling to defend her husband's life.
Even doctors were seen wearing a heart shock device on her husband, which indicated that Kezier was getting closer to his burial hole.
"That's it, the most important thing right now - the medical team can do its job well. Pray for my son so he can get through his critical period!"
The woman in the man's arms did not say, the woman even more sobbing. While the short-haired girl in a plain black dress on her knees just commented a thin smile impressed sad. Though in his heart who knows, whether it's the look of his real face or just fake face.
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"Daddy listen, Crown Prince Abraham is still lying stiff in the hospital,"
Elvier stared intensely at the son, not knowing what Erkan had done to Kezier - to make the young man die. Is it only because of jotos, the son of the rival on the verge of death?
Seems not! maybe the young man was so weak. Wasn't Kezier as big as the Son. It should be in a portion of size both balanced, or maybe equally battered.
Elvier frowned, The Lord Albarack just nodded slowly. He understood what Erkan was feeling, maybe he would not be silent when he heard others humbling Yasmine, right in front of his face.
"Did you hit him with something? or do things that put the young man on the verge of death?" Elvier paused, the tattooed man on his arm and thigh approached his son.
"You didn't stab him in silence, did you?"
Erkan rolled his eyeballs, The Lord turned his gaze in another direction. His lips sounded clucked, indicating that he did not like the words of the Daddy.
"I'm not a coward, Dad! if I wanted to, I could've run over that fucking guy to death on the spot!" erkan said flatly, and sounded unacceptable.
Elvier nodded back, the middle-aged man patted Erkan's shoulder quite hard, before he got up and waltzed away.
"You should just hit it, to make it easier" said Elvier lightly.
Both of Erkan's eyes fiddled, he did not expect that his Daddy would speak that lightly.
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