Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408 Dragging a man in

Hearing Aimee's words, Patrick narrowed his eyes.
She actually wanted to try it on him.
This idea was really dangerous.
Patrick said, "If you want to try it, I can cooperate with you."
"Really?" Aimee's eyes lit up.
In fact, when designing here, Aimee really wanted to find a strongest person to try, and her goal was indeed once Patrick .
However, at that time, she and Patrick were fighting in the dark, but there was no way to really catch him.
Now, Patrick was here, but Aimee couldn't bear it at all.
Aimee squeezed Patrick's hand and said regretfully, "I wish I had heard you say that earlier, so I will let you feel it without hesitation."
Now, she valued Patrick so much. How can she be willing to let him suffer the slightest harm?
Aimee pouted her mouth and said, "No way. I don't want to."
Patrick laughed lowly, touched Aimee's face, and said, "Aimee, you're so cute."
Aimee wrinkled her nose and said, "However, you're on my territory now, so don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, I might change my mind at any time."
Patrick was amused by here again.
Unable to hold back for a moment, Patrick raised Aimee's chin, bowed his head and kissed her lips.
Aimee blinked her eyes, but enjoyed the kiss very much.
But soon, Aimee said something out of accord with the time, "Kissing in this environment, isn't it scary?"
She felt quite scary, though it was created by herself.
Patrick said, "It's a quite different experience."
Aimee was stunned and speechless for a while.
She bit her lip, and finally said, "Pervert."
After speaking, Aimee continued to walk forward. She finally found out that it was simply impossible to scare Patrick.
This made Aimee more or less frustrated.
It was especially unfulfilling.
Soon, they arrived at a room. Unlike the corridor they had passed through before, this room looked much brighter and sunny.
If it weren't for the monitors everywhere in this room, Patrick would feel that this was a warm place.
However, when his eyes fell on those surveillance screens, this idea was completely dispelled.
There were so many screens on the entire wall and those cameras monitored every room in all angles.
However, among these rooms, only one was actually occupied.
Patrick's eyes fell on the screen and asked, "Who is he?"
Aimee also looked over and said, "The enemy."
They were only two words, but Patrick was terrified when he heard them.
It was the first time he heard such a tone.
One can imagine how much she hated this man.
Aimee looked away in disgust, not wanting to talk to Patrick any more.
Patrick didn't ask again. He could feel that Aimee's mood became very bad because of this person.
He took Aimee's hand and said, "Leave him alone."
Aimee bent her lips, changed the subject, and asked, "Darling, when will you send that man here?"
Patrick glanced down at the watch on his wrist, and replied, "Ten minutes later."
Aimee nodded, and pulled Patrick to sit down on a chair, looking extraordinarily leisurely.
Ten minutes later, Patrick's cell phone rang. It was a call from Trace, who asked suspiciously, "Mr. Hayden, we can't find the entrance here."
Patrick was about to speak when Aimee took the phone over.
He heard Aimee telling a way out to Trace, which was obviously not the way they had taken before.
Patrick's eyes darkened slightly, and he instantly understood that just now Aimee deliberately took him on such a difficult road.
Patrick smiled. How could this girl be so cute.
Soon, Trace came in as Aimee said.
He led his people and dragged a man in.
The man looked like he was dying, and he didn't seem to be afraid of what was about to happen at all.
It was this appearance that made Aimee feel even more angry.
Obviously, to this man, poisoning April was a matter of indifference. To him, a human life was not worth caring about at all.
Aimee narrowed her eyes, and had someone take him directly to an interrogation room.
Trace came over, and after learning that this was Aimee's territory, he didn't dare to act rashly.
He even became so cautious about breathing, for fear that if he was not careful, Aimee would be unhappy, and thus she would do something irreversible.
Aimee didn't do it herself, but asked the people under her to interrogate.
However, that man cared nothing about the consequence. No matter how hard they grilled him, he never said anything.
Aimee originally wanted to use a gentler way to solve this matter, but that person was so ignorant, so she can't be blamed for being cruel.
She gave an order directly to her subordinates, "Inject him with No. 3 medicine."
Patrick looked at Aimee and asked, "What is No. 3 medicine?"
Aimee raised her face, looked at Patrick, and said, "A kind of neurological drug. After injection, it will make people unconscious and confess everything."
Patrick asked, "You developed it?"
"Kelvin has credit too," Aimee said.
Although she had developed a lot of things, she had limited experience after all, and it was impossible to take care of all of them.
Aimee said, "No worries. This drug is colorless and tasteless, and it will disappear automatically in seven hours without leaving any evidence."
Patrick didn't care about this, but said,, "With their abilities, they probably couldn't find it here."
Aimee smiled slightly. It was true.
Patrick said, "I didn't let Walter intervene. Macro also meant the same thing. Now we have brought people here privately. Aimee, now, the danger you may face is unimaginable."