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Chapter 1722: Assessment

Chapter 1722: Assessment

Carrying Alisha in his arms, Luther strode away from Athena's seaside villa.

Jacob was responsible for driving, while Luther and Jamie sat in the backseat.

Luther remained silent throughout the journey, holding Alisha tightly, his expression heavy. Before they

left, Jamie had administered a small dose of sedative to Alisha, so she was very calm at the moment.

He took a deep breath, feeling a tightness in his chest. He had just signed the divorce agreement, how

could he find peace? He yearned for Joyce, yearned like a madman. He hadn't been home for over a

week, let alone every day, every hour was torment.

In the past, Joyce had given up staying in the Capital and had resolutely returned to Khebury with him.

She had rejected three years of warlord training just to be by his side day and night. He had promised

that they would never be separated.

But now?

He was helpless.

He was poisoned by an unknown toxin, unsure if it could be cured. Their daughter Alisha was being

held hostage by Athena, restraining him. Even if he had means, he couldn't use them.

It was all his fault.

Ten years ago, Athena was someone he unintentionally provoked. Now, he had to bear the bitter fruit

together with Joyce and Alisha.

He regretted it and punched the car wall, feeling agitated.

Jamie looked at Luther worriedly. He had witnessed the scene just now and clearly saw Mr. Warner

sign the divorce agreement. Mr. Warner must be feeling uncomfortable now. He could only pray in his

heart.

Mr. Warner was forced, hoping that Joyce could withstand the pressure.

Soon, Jacob drove the car to the nearest large comprehensive hospital. They were followed by another

car, all of them Athena's people, coming to the hospital together. Athena had already made

arrangements at the hospital, and they were received by the vice-president, who allocated a dedicated

VIP room for them.

The attending doctor was Dr. Liang, a female pediatrician in her fifties, who seemed to have a lot of

experience.

Due to the special reception, Dr. Jones was cautious. She conducted various rapid tests on Alisha and

performed bacterial culture.

The test results came out quickly, fortunately, the inflammation wasn't too severe at the moment. It was

still within a controllable range.

Dr. Jones administered an IV drip for Alisha. "Her resistance is weak. It's fortunate that she came to the

hospital for treatment in time. If pneumonia recurs, she may need to be put on a respirator. We have

already administered the tetanus shot. The quick results for bacterial culture will take some time, so I'll

adjust her medication accordingly once the results are out."

"Doctor, how long will she need to stay in the hospital?" Jacob, who was standing nearby, asked. He

needed to get a clear answer to report back to Athena.

Dr. Jones glanced at Jacob. "It's hard to say for now. I need to transfer her to the sterile VIP ward to

prevent secondary infections."

"But..." Jacob hesitated, "Alisha can't stay in the hospital for too long. I can't explain it to my superiors."

Luther gave Jacob a cold glance. "You don't need to explain anything. Just stay aside."

Jacob was afraid of Luther's chilling aura and didn't dare to speak any further.

It was obvious that he couldn't offend either side. Although he served Athena, it was clear that Mr.

Warner wasn't someone to be trifled with. He couldn't determine who would win or lose. He had to

leave himself a way out.

Next, they waited for the handover procedures between departments. The sterile ward was being

prepared.

During this time, a chief surgeon from the hospital came to perform a deep cleaning treatment on

Alisha's whip wound.

"Will it leave a scar?" Luther asked with concern.

The surgeon shook her head. "Children have strong cell regeneration capabilities and quick recovery.

The wound isn't too deep, so it should heal without scarring. However, the scar on her chest here, what

happened? This scar probably won't heal and will leave a mark. If it bothers her, she can have scar

revision surgery when she grows up."

When Luther saw the scar on Alisha's chest, his eyes turned icy.

It was more than just a scar. Buried inside was a lethal micro-explosive device.

In just a moment, the sterile ward was ready.

Alisha was transferred into the sterile ward.

Luther changed into a sterile suit, went through disinfection, and followed Dr. Jones into the sterile

ward.

When Jacob tried to enter, Dr. Jones stopped him. "You can't go in. The sterile ward doesn't allow too

many people to enter. Only immediate family members are allowed inside. Unrelated people should

wait outside."

"Mr. Warner, I'must go inside," Jacob hesitated, looking at Luther.

Luther pointed to the transparent glass. "You can see everything we're doing inside. What are you

worried about? If there's anything, report it promptly. What impact can you have?"

Jamie grabbed Jacob at this moment. "As Alisha's attending physician, even I can't go in. What can

you do by going in? Don't cause trouble. The most important thing now is treatment."

Helpless, Jacob could only stand outside the glass door. Apart from him, several black-clad individuals

also stood in front of the sterile ward, forming a line like door gods, afraid of making any mistakes.

Once the sterile ward door closed.

Dr. Jones took off her stethoscope. "The sterile ward is soundproof, so you won't be able to hear us

outside. Please rest assured."

Luther nodded. "Thank you for cooperating with us."

In fact, when he pretended to go out for errands in the afternoon, he had already made the first step of

his plan.

He contacted all the nearby hospitals he was familiar with and made all the necessary arrangements.

Even if Athena interfered or used her connections, he could still have the designated doctors take over

Alisha's treatment.

This was something Athena couldn't anticipate.

Despite the Ballard Group's immense power in Khebury.

Don't forget, he was the one who could call the shots in Khebury.

He had already arranged his own channels in this hospital long ago. Dr. Jones was now his person.

Dr. Jones removed her stethoscope. "Of course, the Warner family has been kind to me, and I haven't

had a chance to repay that. I wonder what difficulties Mr. Warner encountered that led to this sudden

visit?"

Luther cautiously spoke, "The scar on Alisha's chest actually contains a micro-explosive device."

"What!" Dr. Jones was shocked. "So those black-clad individuals outside the door are there to watch

over Alisha?"novelbin

Luther nodded. "That's right."

"What can I do for you?" Dr. Jones asked.

"I need you to help me assess the safe removal of the micro-explosive device embedded in Alisha's

chest, from anesthesia to the effectiveness of anesthesia to the removal of the device. How much time

do you think it will take? There should be a mobile CT scanner here. Could you please check?"

Luther's logic was clear, and he had done sufficient research.

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