Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333 The Operation

Lyra’s entire body froze. The next second, she immediately turned around, wanting to push him away. However, most of Hank’s body was pressed against her. She pushed with her hand, and he pulled her even tighter. The man turned around, and the two of them lay on the operating table together. The light was very dazzling. She had just frowned when Hank leaned closer and blocked the light with his face. “Let go of me!” Lyra gritted her teeth. “No.” “I’m afraid that if I let go, I won’t have another chance.” Hank’s eyes shone with a deep light as he stared straight at her face. Lyra frowned even more. She was clearly here to negotiate with him, but she was tricked by him. “Mr. Barnwell, I didn’t expect you to be so childish. Let go of me. Otherwise, I will call everyone outside in and let everyone know that you are fine.” He grunted, but his hand did not let go of her. “You can shout.”

Lyra was now in an intimate position with him. The distance between the two of them was so close, and he wanted her to call someone in? “Let me go first.” Lyra struggled a few times. Her elbow hit his arm. Hank’s brows suddenly tightened. Pain instantly engulfed his entire body. He could not maintain this posture for too long. He had no choice but to let go. His face suddenly turned pale and he retreated to the other side. Only then did Lyra realize that there were indeed injuries on his body. Although it was not so serious, he had indeed been unconscious for a day because of this accident. She watched as the man lowered his head and walked to the other side of the operating room, flipping through the table. “You know how to bandage it, right?” He threw a roll of medical gauze to Lyra and handed her a pair of scissors. He was here for a craniotomy. If there wasn’t a single wound when they went out, it would definitely arouse suspicion.

“Promise me my conditions first,” Lyra said coldly as she retracted her gaze. A smile flashed across Hank’s lips, and his voice was cold and pleasant to hear. Only then did Lyra step forward and bandage him.

Her technique was not accurate and would hurt Hank from time to time. His head had to dodge left and right.

However, he was not angry.

He looked like he was enjoying himself. Lyra put on the last piece of gauze and looked at him with a frown. “You didn’t really damage your brain, did you?” The man suddenly held his head. “Maybe. I still feel a headache.” “Stop pretending. I won’t fall for the same trick again.” Lyra put the gauze and scissors back and looked at the time. “The craniotomy will take at least two hours. You can wait slowly.”

But she was about to leave. She was blocked by Hank. “Get out of the way.”

“We haven’t finished discussing business yet. Aren’t you afraid of losing out?” “What do you mean?” Lyra looked at him in confusion.

“You installed a surveillance camera in the flower basket that you sent me. How are you going to settle this debt?” Lyra’s heart skipped a beat. She knew that he was not so easy to deceive.

Outside the operating room. Alma kept walking around, muttering in a panic, “It’s over. It’s been so long. Why is there no movement at all?” In the distance, a figure walked over. It was Terry. “What are you doing here? You are not welcome here,” Lachlan scolded.

“How can I not come over to take a look when Mr. Barnwell is having a craniotomy? There is always a ‘what if in everything. If his surgery fails, I have to take over the company’s affairs.” Terry smiled contemptuously. “You…”

Alma’s face was pale. What Terry said was not unreasonable. If Hank failed the operation or really became a vegetable, what should she do for the rest of her life?

Yes, she should do as her father said and cut all ties with Hank.

But now that she had become like this, who else would want her? Alma’s eyes flickered, and she quickly turned her attention to Terry. The child was Terry’s, and the Barnwell group would also be Terry’s in the future… “I’m going to the bathroom,” Alma said in a low voice as she wiped away her tears.