Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 877

Chapter 877

"Beep... beep...”

The instrument rumbled. Harold slowly opened his eyes.

Larry, with two big dark circles under his eyes, quickly got close to the bed. "D*mn it... You're finally awake. I thought you were dead."

Harold had just opened his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly. However, when he heard Larry's wailing, he frowned and said in a hoarse voice,"... Shut up."

Larry scolded him, "You heartless son of a b*tch. I've been here with you for three days. Is this how you're supposed to talk to me?"

"..." Harold said, "Do you want me to kneel down and thank you for your great kindness?"

Larry was speechless.

"Ask Luke to come in," Harold said wearily.

Larry got up and went out. After a while, he brought back a few doctors in white coats. Before Harold could scold them, Larry had already taken the initiative. "Why are you looking for Luke? You should let the doctors check on you first."

The doctor gave Harold a careful examination and breathed a sigh of relief. "Your life is no longer in danger since you've woken up, but you have to take good care of your gunshot wound. You can't fight with anyone in the near future. You have to come to the hospital regularly for a check-up."

Harold asked directly, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Uh." The doctor paused and said implicitly, "With your injury, it will take at least one or two months for you to be discharged from the hospital."

"I can't wait any longer." Harold said coldly, "Ten days at most."

The doctor was shocked. "No, no! The wound is too close to the heart. You can't be discharged from the hospital so soon..."

Larry patted the doctor's shoulder and said, "You should go out first. I'll talk to the man who doesn't cherish his life."