Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 925

After a moment of silent contemplation, Jared finally made up his mind. “Very well. I shall head home now, Harvey. The exam‘s on Monday, so I‘ll have to revise for it.”

“Go ahead,” Harvey replied, waving his hand as Jared took his leave.

When he saw Carter still in the room, Harvey added, “You should go too. Isn‘t Rocher Private Hospital planning to open a few other branches? Don‘t waste your time on a stubborn fellow like me when you have more important matters to tend to.”

“Oh? But are you sure you‘ll go along with the hospital treatment?”

“Oh, for crying out loud, yes! Stop treating me like a child.”

“Fine,” Carter answered, feeling a lot more relieved. “Call me if you need anything. I‘ll go back to work now.”

“Yes, hurry up and get lost. I want to get some rest.”

With that, Carter gave a quick nod and left.

Harvey closed his eyes, but his hearing remained alert to the sounds outside his ward.

When the sound of footsteps completely disappeared, Harvey‘s eyes shot open, only to land on the wheelchair beside his bed.

I can‘t believe they even prepared a wheelchair for me. I had heart surgery, for goodness‘ sake! It‘s not like my legs are gone.

Bristling with irritation, Harvey lightly pressed against his wound as he struggled to get out of bed.

After opening the door and making sure no one was looking, he hurried toward the staircase.

Even though it was only a short flight of steps, it took Harvey more than ten minutes to make his way upstairs.

Arielle… I wonder which ward she‘s in.

Just as Harvey was about to knock on every door till he found the right one, Jordan‘s voice boomed out from one of the wards. “Ah, I remember! The value of pi is 3.18! Isn‘t that right?”

Harvey‘s eyes lit up as he quickly walked toward the ward.