My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 104

"How is his condition now?"

It was sunny at midday outside, but it was gloomy in the hospital ward. The smell of disinfectant was prevalent, which made people lose their spirits.

An old man with a crutch gazed at the ward with his eyes clouded. He asked someone in a low and hoarse voice.

The principal beside looked stiff and replied carefully, "His temperature has returned to normal..."

"I mean his intracranial pressure!"

Old Master Mr. Hopkins's face suddenly darkened as he read the proper noun through gritted teeth.

Acute intracranial pressure, if too high, can lead to cerebral hemorrhage, coma, dilated pupils, and even threaten to life.

But there would usually be many clinical symptoms, such as severe headache, disordered breathing rhythm... Migraines. They knew about them which they just didn't think of.

This brat, how dared he hide all of them.

The old man retracted his gaze, with his right hand holding his crutch trembling, and he asked slowly, "What is the success rate of the operation?"

"Dad, what operation are you talking about?" Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Judy looked at them in confusion.

"Haven't Patrick's operation already been completed? Did something happen..."

The dean wanted to explain it, but Old Master Mr. Hopkins gave him a glimpse coldly, he was immediately too afraid to say anything.

This matter, indeed, cannot be mentioned causally.

"Dad, what's the matter? The attending doctor said that Patrick would be fine, and he is just unconscious for the time being..." Judy noticed something strange and became anxious.

"Get out."

The old man frowned, leaving a sentence without looking at her.

Judy looked a little reluctant and unhappy and glimpsed at Patrick, who was still in a coma in bed.

She whispered, "Dad, I know I've done something wrong in the past, but I'm his mother..."

"I've said it. Get out!" The old man glared at her impatiently.

Judy clenched her lips with her pale face, and hesitated for a moment. Her son was her greatest support for the rest of her life, so he must be safe.

However, she seemed to be very afraid of Old Master Mr. Hopkins. In the end, she had to leave with her head lowered.

The white light above his head hit on Old Master Mr. Hopkins's old face, revealing his tireness and distress. "This matter cannot be brought up to another person." A stern warning was sent to the dean.

"I keep it in mind." The dean nodded with his solemn expression.

Old Master Mr. Hopkins just stayed for a while and trudged out with his crutch.

Dong —

"Be careful."

A bottle of injected medicine fell on the ground by accident.

Just in front of the ward, a nurse hurriedly squatted down to pick up the injection, while they just came out of the ward. They looked at her unsatifisedly and warned her to be careful.

The nurse seemed to be a newcomer. She looked a little timid and did not dare to face them. Without saying a word, she picked up the injection, and quickly packed the cart when remaining half-bent to show her respect.

"Push the stuff in and let the head nurse take care of the patient from now on." The dean ordered, fearing that something might go wrong with the patient inside.

The young nurse nodded humbly, not daring to look directly at him.

Old Master Mr. Hopkins walking ahead was so upset that he was in no mood to pay attention to the nurse and urged the dean, "Come up with the treatment plan as soon as possible..."

"Don't worry, we must do our best..."

"Enough. Go for your work!"

The old man scolded him irritably. He no longer wanted to listen to these flattering words.