“What do you think Armand go out for?” Mrs. Leslie asked.
Theresa tidied up the table, “I don’t know.”
“Then why you don’t ask him?” Mrs. Leslie asked tentatively.
Theresa did not care so much, she did not even think of the question asked by Mrs. Leslie. She threw the bowl into the rubbish bin, “Doesn’t he say that he has something to settle? There must be something to be settled, he knows what to do. Don’t worry.”
Theresa thought that Mrs. Leslie worried about Armand. She washed her hand and adjusted the bed to let Mrs. Leslie rest, “I will stay here, you can call me if you need me. You should sleep now.”
Mrs. Leslie was indeed tired after talking a lot. She was satisfied with Theresa’s attitude.
She did not ask the whereabouts of Armand, she must trust him totally.
But Armand concealed his matter and kept it from her.
Mrs. Leslie could not help but sigh.
Armand walked out of the ward and took out his phone. He called Boyce.
The call was picked up instantly.
“Where are you?”
“Hospital,” Boyce felt awkward, he had said that he was saving Sampson in the previous call.
“I am asking which hospital are you at? I will see you now,” Mrs. Leslie was taken care of by Theresa, he had some free time to get even with Sampson.ââââââââââââââââ?/p>
“Benevolence hospital.” Boyce Shawn answered.
Armand Bernie had just walked out through the door. He turned around and noticed that the huge words of Benevolence hospital were in neon light at the outpatient department. Wasn’t here where Ms. Leslie hospitalized.
“Where is he?” He asked as he moved his lips.
“He is in the operating room.” Boyce was puzzled, “What’s the matter with you?”
Armand didn’t say anything special but just telling him that he would be there to find him before hanging up the phone.
Armand returned to the hospital and found the operation room using the instruction map. Boyce sat on the seat in the corridor and there were a few bodyguards standing on the side. He came over with a long stride, “What’s the situation now?”
Boyce adjusted his position when Armand approached and said, “Sit down first then I will tell you.”
Armand sat down.
“The doctor said he nearly dies from the wound which was only two millimetres away from the heart and he’s now still in the operating room at the moment,” Boyce said.
“Why wouldn’t this son of a bitch die?” Armand snarled.
“If he really dies then Cormac Mendelsohn would be the murderer. I think Mrs. Mendelsohn is the only one who is clear-headed,” Boyce said.
“Actually it can be settled.” Armand still insisted that Sampson Hebert should have been beaten to death.
If there was money, then there was power. Why money was that important?
Because money could buy things.
So, the power came after money.
Not to mention the power of Cormac’s uncle’s family, the truth could be covered up.
Boyce thought that Armand was too agitated now and felt pointless to talk to him anymore, so he stopped speaking to give him a chance to calm down. Boyce underestimated Armand’s anger. The corridor was silent at that time, which was quite awkward.
“How long has it been and how come it’s still not done?” Armand said impatiently.
“What if you go back first?” Boyce glance at him.
From how angry he was, he could tell that even if Sampson’s operation was successful, he might still be beaten to death by Armand!
Armand made up his decision, “No.”
Boyce frowned as he wondered how could he be that stubborn.
“Boyce, how could I not be angry since this fellow slapped my grandmother?” Armand gave a fierce stare.
He could feel his rage inside.
Sampson was indeed a bastard as he bit an elderly.
“A mentally ill psychologist is much more terrifying than the ordinary people,” Boyce said.
The operating room lights turned off at that moment, and after a while, the door of the operating room slid open. There was the doctor with Sampson who was pushed out came after him.
“The operation was successful, but he still needs a long time to recover as his organ was wounded and of course, this would give an impact on his life span…” the doctor said as he removed his mask. “This brute should not be alive!” Armand stopped off and interrupted the doctor before he could complete his sentence.
The doctor was irritated that he was being interrupted.
“If you don’t want him to stay alive, why did you send him here then?” He said with a deep frown.
The doctor was relieved that the operation was successful, but what Armand said discouraged him.
“I am from B city. I’m here to trace the suspect and this person was shot by me when he was trying to escape. He is actually a human trafficker, so my colleague is furious and wasn’t aware of what he said I hope you do not mind,” Boyce said.
When the doctor knew that he was not just a criminal but a human trafficker, the happiness of performing the operation successfully vanished.
“Human traffickers should die,” He said angrily.
Boyce faked an accusation of being a hateful ‘human trafficker’ against Sampson.
“Send him to the ward first,” Boyce waved his hand and told his subordinates to take action.
After knowing Boyce’s identity, the physician could understand and would be happy to cooperate with them.
Armand approached the doctor and rested his arm on his shoulder as he asked, “Are there any precautions?”
“After a surgery, as long as his mood doesn’t fluctuate, he would be safe.” He did not explain thoroughly after knowing that Sampson was a suspect. “Doctor.” Armand leaned over and said quietly, “Will he die if I slap him?”
In dread, the doctor took a step back and coughed gently, “As long as you don’t rip out those tubes on him, a small superficial wound won’t kill him.”
“Oh.” Armand nodded and stroked the doctor’s shoulder as he said, “Thank you.”
Armand turned around and proceeded to the ward. The doctor shivered as he looked at Armand’s back as if he expected what Armand would do after he got in the ward.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.
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