Winner Takes All novel Chapter 617

At the LJ Hospital.

Keeping watch outside the intensive care unit.

Mr. Ward, Yael and even Lone Wolf were all exhausted.

Their eyes were all bloodshot and swollen; their faces looked withered and sallow.

They have been here for 3 days, taking care of Brent for 24 hours per day, it was truly exhausting.

Yael and Lone Wolf could just about manage.

However for someone as old as Mr. Ward this was particularly overwhelming.

Mr. Ward was even struggling to keep on standing; to the extent his whole body now had to rest on the wall just to keep upright.

Yael rubbed his sore and dry eyes and then said to Mr. Ward, “Mr. Ward, you should go back and take a rest. You are too old now to stay awake without sleep for three days.”

“I’m fine.”

Mr. Ward refreshed himself and tried to make himself look a little more energetic and alert. He then said with a wry smile, “Right now the situation at home is in a bit of a mess, I can not sleep well even I go to sleep, do not worry, I can handle it.”

“But I can see you are struggling.” Yael sighed, for he had seen just how much Mr. Ward had been suffering the past three days.

This old man of seventy years of age, who had been put through such suffering with no sleep and no rest for the past few days, was pushing himself too hard. In addition to this, within these past three days there had been a countless number of complicated and serious matters he had to deal with.

“I will be fine!”

Mr. Ward’s eyes were sharp, and then feeling furious suddenly he roared at Yael, “I said I’m fine, so that means I’m fine!”

Yael and Lone Wolf were both taken aback.

Faced with Mr. Ward’s sudden anger, Yael didn’t argue back, for he could clearly see that there were tears in his bloodshot eyes.

He sighed inside.

Yael glanced at the door of the intensive care unit.

Brent had been inside there for three days now, for his condition was still too critical to come out.

Yael couldn’t even remember how many critically ill notices he had to sign already.

This was because not only did he have to sign some of them, but Mr. Ward and Lone Wolf had also had to sign some as well.

Every time a critical illness notice was sent out, in order to give Brent more time they signed it immediately.

Finally.

The door opened.

Director Lansing walked out rather gravely.

Mr. Ward and the others hurriedly went over to greet him and asked about Brent’s situation.

Director Lansing shook his head, “The situation does not look good.”

As he said this he then took out a critical illness notice and asked, “Which one of you will sign it?”

His tone was very heavy.

The three of them felt dejected when they saw the critical illness notice.

“I will sign it!”

Mr. Ward then signed it immediately.

When he saw that Director Lansing was about to go inside again, he hurriedly grabbed him and asked, “Could you please give some more details regarding the situation?”

Usually hospital never told patients or their families the full details of the patient’s conditions and they barely gave a final saying.

This was because no one could ever be sure if something unexpected would happen.

However as he looked at the three of them exhausted, he decided to give them more details, but what he said made all of their hearts sink.

Director Lansing said, “Fortunately he is strong, but for now we have done everything we can, and now it is up to him whether he will make it through this or not.”

Their faces all turned pale, and they all staggered back.

Once Director Lansing had gone back inside the ICU, the three of them returned to their senses.

Simply put, Brent was very close to death.

If there was nothing else the doctors could do then it was all up to him.

He was already inside the gate of heaven and hell, just one more step forward and this would be his demise.

If the only thing keeping him alive was his strong will, then was this really enough?

“I really can’t tell everyone about this, especially Daisy.”

Mr. Ward said decisively in a deep voice.