Chapter 507
When Jay came to Ward 11, Rose was absent-mindedly reciting scriptures to her grandfather.
Hearing the familiar sound of footsteps, Rose''s heart suddenly constricted before beating violently.
Jay sat down on the chair beside her and looked at her thoughtfully with his clear eyes.
Rose recited, "If you cling onto one thought, you''ll be trapped within the one thought. When the
thought is let go, one''s heart would be free. Things change with one''s heart, conditions are created
by one''s heart, and what troubles are also born from one''s heart..."
Jay suddenly said, "What does it mean?"
Slightly bbergasted, the pages of the book were crumpled with the force of her fingers gripping
them.
"Mr. Ares, Old Master Severe''s illness is a heart disease. There are thousands of knots in his heart.
If h e doesn’t remove them, it’ll be an endless loop."
A touch of loss shed across Jay''s eyes. "Hmm, what''s the solution?"
Rose whispered, "If the doctors are helpless, then I certainly have no solutions!"
He stood up irritably, saying, "Given it''s a heart disease and I''m asking for the treatment solution,
how can there be no solution?"
Rose looked at him in amazement and was now even more convinced that he must have had
recognized her a long time ago.
His probing around might be an obvious discussion of Grandpa''s condition, but secretly, he was
testing her mentality.
She was like a coward in a tortoise''s shell. She had let him down.
Jay''s cell phone rang all of a sudden. After ncing at Rose, he connected the call in front of her.
"Mr. Ares! Assistant Grayson has been injured!"
Jay''s expression was slightly nervous as he said, "I''ll head over right now!"
He then nced at Rose meaningfully before leaving i n a hurry.
Rose let out a long sigh of relief.
When Jay returned to the president''s office, Grayson was sitting on the sofa, his eyes and mouth
forming a three-point area of bruises. He looked quiteical like that.
"How''s your body?" Jay asked.
Grayson saw Mr. Ares and was then full of grievances. "My body is intact."
The president''s bodyguards were all hot-blooded men. Seeing their own bullied and beaten to the
point of having a blue-purple triangle on his face, they would rather die than face this dishonor. They
were roaring loudly.
"Mr. Grayson, who beat you until this state? Tell us and we''ll avenge you."
"They beat your face into a ck triangle, so we''ll beat him into a boneless, ground-crawling
reptile."
As soon as they were done speaking, they saw Jay''s sharp gaze thrown over at them like a knife.
The bodyguards were immediately silent.
Mr. Ares obviously hated those who bullied his people the most, so why was he so silent today?
Grayson cried out the reason, "Mr. Ares, I betrayed the young masters and they harbored a grudge
against m e. I have no idea how they''ll torment me in the future!"
Jay looked at him, resentful for having failed to meet his expectations. "How old are you to be
bullied by such a small person? Isn’t it shameful?"
The bodyguards were so shocked that their mouths opened in circles. Then, there was the sound of
sneering.
"Mr. Grayson, the young master isn''t even six years old. Even if you stood still, you shouldn''t have
gotten pped by him in the face?"
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"That''s right. Even if he did hit your face, it shouldn’t b e so coincidental that his fists fell on your
eyes and mouth, right?"
Grayson stared at them angrily. "What do you know? The young master will be six years old in a
few days. His strength isn''tparable to other children of the same age. Not to mention..."
Grayson recalled the battle and instantly felt like it was a glorious defeat. "The young master not
only used force but also his mind. You don’t know how unsuspecting Jenson is. He first threw their
school bags to me. I didn''t notice it for a while. After grabbing the school bags, Baby Robbie
proposed learning martial arts from me. Tell me, I was carrying three school bags, so how was I to
fight?"