Chapter 535


    Chapter 535 What a Filial Grandson You Are


    “Who pushed you?” asked Joseph, as he pushed open the door and entered.


    Standing against the light, his short hair looked like obsidian, emitting a faint glow. His well- defined


    features were inscrutable, making it hard to discern his thoughts at that moment.


    Simultaneously, Chloe focused her gaze on the elderly man lying on the hospital bed, eagerly awaiting


    an answer. She too wanted to know who would be so heartless to do such a cruel thing to an old man.


    “I don’t know. I was just exercising by climbing up and down the stairs ording to Dr. Spencer’s


    instructions. When I was halfway up, I heard someone behind me but didn’t pay much attention.


    Suddenly, that person pushed me from behind, and the next thing I knew, I’m here.”


    “So you


    didn’t see who it was.”


    “No, I didn’t, but I can investigate,” Harold replied, mming the table in frustration, wincing as he


    inadvertently hit his injuries. “I want to retrieve the hospital’s surveince footage. I want to see who


    has the audacity to do such a thing!”


    “That’s not necessary,” Joseph said coldly.


    “Why?” Chloe asked, and then she paused for a moment and asked, “Are there no cameras in


    the corridor?”


    “Exactly, I’ve already checked. There are no surveince cameras in that particr corridor.”


    “You checked the cameras? But why?”


    Harold just woke up, so probably no one else knew he had been pushed.


    Joseph’s gaze darkened. “Dr. Spencer’s behavior was suspicious. I went to the spot where Grandpa


    fell and realized those stairs wouldn’t make him lose bnce and fall, so I suspected


    someone was behind it.”


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    Chloe’s mind raced, and a thinyer of cold sweat formed on her back. “Did Dr. Spencer deliberately


    advise Grandpa to climb the stairs…?”


    There were many ways to exercise, but why did it have to involve climbing stairs? Harold was in his


    eighties and had a heart condition. Climbing stairs did not seem suitable for him.


    Joseph shot a quick nce at Patrick, who immediately understood and stood guard outside the door


    to prevent eavesdropping,


    Harold straightened his posture. “Do you think it was Dr. Spencer who pushed me?” he asked.


    “What do


    you


    think?” Joseph asked back.


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    “If I knew, I wouldn’t be asking you,” Harold grumbled, his fiery temper undiminished even with a


    fractured leg.


    Unperturbed, Joseph pointed to the cuff of his sleeve. “Look at this smudge.”


    Chloe followed his finger and asked, “Is that…dust from a wall?”


    “Yes, and Dr. Spencer had some on him too.”


    Apart from his suspicious demeanor, Joseph noticed that Spencer had traces of the same whitish dust


    on his back, which was a crucial detail. Moreover, during the time when Harold fell unconscious,


    Spencer seemed to have disappeared. He was supposed to finish his night shift and go home in the


    morning, so why was he lingering around the hospital?


    Considering all these factors, Spencer became the prime suspect.


    Harold’s face turned livid with anger as he seethed, “Bring him to me! I want to confront him face to


    face.”


    Though Harold was harsh with his own grandson, he nevercked courtesy when dealing with


    outsiders. He could notprehend what he had done to Spencer to provoke such harm from


    him.


    “He doesn’t have the courage,” Joseph said calmly.


    Harold was taken aback and asked, “Are you saying that…”


    “Yes.”


    Checking his wristwatch, Joseph continued, “I don’t think you should stay in the hospital any longer. Let


    Patrick take you home tonight. Stop taking the prescribed medicine for now. We don’t want to alert the


    suspect.”


    At that moment, Preston rushed into the room. Seeing Harold’s leg in a cast, he turned to Joseph with


    anger in his eyes. “You want Dad to go home while in such a state? You’ve earned so much money, but


    you aren’t willing to cover the medical expenses? How can you be so heartless?”


    With a sly smile, Joseph raised an eyebrow and taunted, “If I won’t pay, will you?”


    “Of course, I will!” Preston responded without hesitation. He then nced at Chloe and continued,


    “You’ve gotten married and have forgotten about your family. What a filial grandson you are.”