Chapter 1354
He told Peter the situation one by one, and added his spection, "The association between Ruth and
the youngdy is already a secret that cannot be concealed, and to strike at Ruth is ...... to ...... cut off
The youngdy''s back way, their ...... ultimate purpose is only ...... youngdy."
Jackson has never been afraid of anyone in his life, even if it is a mistake, but also dare to stand
tall and admit without fear.
But at this moment, facing Peter, he said each additional word, feel the surrounding lingering aura
more and more cold.
The youngdy is only into the operating room miscarriage, their own bosses are worried about
sitting ufortable, now Ruth ident, survival may be very few.
If she dies, the youngdy ...... is only afraid that there will not be many days.
Because of these close links, Jackson is afraid of even breathing be cautious, the voice is
naturally getting smaller and smaller, and even lowered his head afraid to look directly at Peter.
He finished his words and received no response for a long time.
Jackson, with his eyebrows lowered, looked at the unmoving leather shoes in front of him, and
knew that Peter was immersed in anger, like a volcano about to erupt, about to devour everything
around him.
Bang--!
Suddenly a muffled sound.
Jackson shuddered in fear and raised his eyes to see Peter mming his fist hard against the wall.
The tiles on the wall should be cracked, the white brick surface did not take a moment to snake
down several crimson blood, particrly harsh and eye-catching.
"Boss?"
Jackson was afraid to leave the atmosphere.
"Investigate, do whatever it takes to get me the person behind the curtain. Also, send someone to
find Ruth for me!"
Hemanded.
"People have been sent out to look for it, and I believe there will be results soon."
After Jackson finished, looking at Peter''s bleeding fist, the bones were already bloody at the
knuckles, he immediately persuaded, "Boss, you''d better hurry up and bandage it, or else when the
youngdyes out of surgeryter, how will you exin? She had a miscarriage and needs to
recuperate, if she knows about this matter, how can she recuperate properly?"
Peter is concerned about Adriana''s well-being.
Yesterday Archie said that someone had made a move on Ruth, he and Ruth sent a number of
people to protect, I thought Ruth would be fine, the result of the ident still happened.
Peter withdrew his hand, looking at the bloody flesh at the right bone, cold and indifferent
expression, as if the injury was not his hand.
"Boss, I''ll take you to bandage."
Jackson is very concerned about Peter.
With Peter to now, this is the first time she saw to see Peter angry, angry look really let him a little
surprised.
"I ......"
Peter wanted to refuse, looked back at the words ''in surgery'' that were still lit up, and finally left to
get bandaged.
He didn''t want Adriana toe out of the operating roomter and see his hand injured and
dripping with blood.
As Jackson said, if Adriana knew Ruth''s current condition, she would be very worried, and it would
be better to get a bandage in order to let Adriana rest properly.
Jackson did not go with Peter because he knew that even if he did, he would be driven back to
guard the door of the operating room by Peter.
In the outpatient room, Peter lifted his bleeding hand and said coldly to the doctor, "Please
bandage it for me."
"Yo, geez, how''d you hurt your hand so bad?"
When the doctor saw the wound on the back of Peter''s hand, he got up and took a look at his hand
and said seriously, "Where is the diagnosis card? You take the diagnosis card to the orthopedic
department, and the doctor will arrange for you to have a film taken."
"No, just bandage it for me directly."
Peter refused outright.
"What don''t you need? Am I a doctor or are you a doctor?"
His arrogant posture irritated the doctor a bit and he angrily disliked him.
"George? George? The gentleman said bandage, so you bandage it."
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At the door of the consultation room, the old dean suddenly appeared, standing behind Peter and
giving a wink towards the doctor.
Dr. George pointed directly at Peter''s hand, "Mr. George, his hand is seriously injured, it is likely to
be fractured, it is better to get it checked."
"I said, no."
Peter''s face was as cold as frost and his tone ofmand.
The rich dissatisfaction was written directly on his face, making the old dean look trembling, and
even went forward to fawn with a smile, "Good, good, Mr. Alston, you wait a moment, I will let someone
dress you now."
The old dean pointed at Dr. George and reprimanded him, "What''s going on?
When Dr. George saw the old dean''s gesture, he immediately understood that Peter was someone
they could not afford to offend, and he could not say anything, so he began to treat Peter''s wound.
"I''ll clean your wound first, it will hurt a little, then you''ll get an anti-inmmatory injection ......"
Dr. George took the alcohol carefully to Peter wound wipe disinfection, the action is very light,
natural and slow some, Peter really can not see past, a hand picked up the alcohol to the wound to
some, rinse the wound, and then directly pick up the gauze very skilled bandage up.
Although the bandage was opened with one hand, the familiar movement made Dr. George and
the old dean a little stunned, dumbfounded, watching Peter bandage the wound and turn away in a big
way.
The whole process, Peter face expressionless, even though the wound deep white bones are
hidden, he did not frown.
At this point, if Dr. George still do not notice the difference is stupid.
He quietly went to the old dean''s side and asked in a whisper, "What''s the origin of this man? It
looks like a good temperament."
"You ask me? How do I know, I just received an order from above that this person is not small and
should not be neglected."
The old dean grunted, shook off his hand, and walked out of the consultation room with a big
stride.
At this moment Peter appeared at the door of the operating room, a nurse saw himing and
immediately said, "Sir, Ms. Hale has been sent to the 828 VIP ward."
Peter jawed slightly, said nothing, and went straight to the ward.
Finding the ward, Jackson immediately came out, "Boss, the youngdy is awake."
"Get out."
Peter ordered in a cold voice, Jackson immediately walked out, closing the door in the process.
As he brushed past him, Jackson whispered, "The youngdy hasn''t seen you, I said you were on
the phone."
Bang--
The door of the ward closed, Peter strides to the bedside, looks at Adriana, who is as pale as
paper and weak, steps forward and holds her hand, "Adriana, how do you feel?"
Perhaps because he was so concerned about Adriana, he even forgot about his injured right hand.
Coming off the operating table, Adriana''s anesthetic wore off and her mind was a little foggy, but it
didn''t affect her much.
"I''m fine. What happened to your hand?"
Adrianay on the bed, her frail body a little stiff from the anesthetic, only slightly tilting her head,
looking at Peter''s hands wrapped in thick gauze and silver gray suit pants with splotches of blood,
obviously wounded.
She asked weakly, "How did you get hurt?"
"It''s okay, I got it by ident."
Peter withdrew his hand, his doting gaze fell on her face, sitting sideways on the edge of the
hospital bed, his long, jade-like hand gently caressing her cheek, "It''s hard work, lie down for a while,
don''t talk."