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Chapter 1625

Chapter 1625 You Would Answer My Call

Five minutes later, Byron appeared in the ward on the top floor.Rosalie had already changed into ahospital gown.Her lips were still purple, and her complexion was pale, as if she was terminally ill.

Byron was so distressed that he could hardly breathe when he saw her on that bed.He stood besidethe bed for a long time before he finally found his voice.

"Rosalie, can you hear me?"

He leaned over, endured the pain in his heart, and touched Rosalie's pale face.

Rosalie did not respond at all.

Byron could not help but check her breath to confirm that she was alive.

"As soon as those doctors landed, bring them here immediately!"

Byron could not bear this anymore.He turned around and told the ‘ director. ‘The director quicklyagreed.novelbin

; The whole night, Byron could not rest.He just sat numbly beside "

Rosalie's hospital bed, checking her breath every ten minutes.

At five o'clock in the morning, doctors from all over the world arrived at the hospital in multiple cars.

These renowned doctors did not even have time to rest.

They were immediately taken to Rosalie's ward.

As soon as they entered the door, they were terrified by the cold storm inside.

Byron stood up and gave up his seat without a word.

Although he did not speak, just his presence was enough to express his attitude.

Everyone present would have a hard time if anything happened to the person on the bed under theirhands.

This realization placed everyone on caution.

However, no matter how they checked, the results were still the same as what yesterday's doctorsfound.

They found nothing unusual on Rosalie’s body.

Byron finally could not suppress the anger in his heart.

"This is all trash! Get out of here! From today on, the Lawrence Corporation will no longer fund anyprojects involving you!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

The financial resources of the Lawrence Corporation were well known, no.vel.e.book and losing thesupport from the Lawrence Corporation : meant that it will be difficult for them to participate in global ;projects in the future.

This was a fatal blow to these already famous doctors.

"President Lawrence, the Young Madam's situation is unusual.Please give us some more time todiscuss."

A respected old doctor interceded, "I can guarantee that within a ‘ short time, the young lady will nothave any physical problems.She just fell into a coma."

"Short time?"

Byron looked over coldly, and asked mercilessly, "How short? Can you give me an exact time? Even ifyou can, how would you guarantee during this time nothing will happen to Rosalie?"

The doctors were left speechless by his question.The air in the ward seemed to be stagnant.

Nobody dared to breathe, yet they did not dare to leave.

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang abruptly, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the ward.

Everyone looked toward the direction of the sound, only to see that Byron's mobile phone on thebedside table was flickering non- stop.

For a moment, everyone held their breath, wanting to see which unlucky person had their head onPresident Lawrence's chopping board.

Byron picked up the phone and was about to hang up but saw the name on the screen.

Xander Lancer.

When Byron saw these two words, his heart sank inexplicably.no.vel.e.book He answered the phonewith a cold face.

"President Lawrence, I never expected that you would answer my call.I thought..."

On the other end, Xander's voice was filled with inexplicable glee, with a little flattery, but also steepedin disdain.The call sounded very contradictory.

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