Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 868

"Beep-"

The instrument suddenly issued an alarm, and Larry, who was in a light sleep, was instantly awakened. He saw that

the lines on the instrument were gradually becoming calm—cardiac arrest.

Larry had never been so flustered in his life. He quickly opened the door and shouted, "Doctor! Doctor!"

The doctor who was on duty immediately rubbed his eyes and ran over nervously. When he saw the values on the

ECG machine, his face was very ugly. "No cardiac electrical activity seen... The patient is in total cardiac arrest.

Prepare for ventricular pacing. Quick!"

The people in the observation ward immediately fell on their backs. Larry took a deep breath and leaned against

the window. He didn't interfere with the rescue of the medical staff. He was so annoyed that he wanted to smoke a

cigarette, but he didn't dare to leave the ward for a moment. He was afraid that once he left, he would never see

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Harold again.

He had sent away many people in his life.

In the past, when he was in C133, death was like a shadow, almost normal. On the first mission of team C133, Larry

had sent away two teammates. After each mission, there was a chance of witnessing death. In the past, he didn't

feel much about it when he was young. Maybe at that time, he felt from the bottom of his heart that it would also

happen o him sooner or later. In a certain mission, he would die after he got shot by bullets or stabbed by daggers,

or an explosion or more cruel means, so he was very calm in the face of death.

But people always grew up little by little. The more they grew up, the more they cherished their lives. The more

they grew up, the more they were afraid of parting. When he was 20 years old and watched Valeri die, he suddenly

realized that even if he was ready to die, he would not be numb to death. He just forced himself to accept it and

pretended to be calm.

Eight years later, Harold was lying on the hospital bed, with all kinds of instruments inserted into his body. The

doctors were sweating and trying to see the lines on the ECG machine. Larry was standing in the cold autumn of

October with cold sweat all over his body.

He didn't know if his best friend would pass away today. It was just like eight years ago when he watched Valeri fall

in front of him with his eyes closed. The feeling of helplessness was like that of maggots, which made him feel a

little sick.

With another sharp beep, the doctor burst into cheers. "There's a heartbeat... there's a heartbeat!"

"..." Larry heaved a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall. He wiped his face, took two deep breaths, and said to

the doctor, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette. Keep an eye on him."

The doctor nodded quickly.

Larry's steps were extremely heavy. He stood in the smoking area and took out a lighter, but his hands were

trembling. It took him a while to light the cigarette.

In the middle of the night, the corridor was ablaze with cold lights, and the orange light was particularly eye ‐

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catching. Larry closed his eyes and let the nicotine and tar calm down his restless mood. When the cigarette was

about to burn out, the doctor came out, holding a case report in his hand, and said cautiously, "Mr. Reynes..."

"Yes." Larry put out the cigarette butt and asked, "How is it?"

"There's no problem for the time being. To be honest, the location of the bullet is too tricky. If it's a little bit more..."

Larry made a gesture of stopping and said lightly, "I used to be a soldier. I know better than you the consequences

of a bullet hitting the heart."

The doctor said, "Master White's physical quality is very good. If it was someone else, he might have died on the

spot. But he may wake up in a few days. Don't worry too much. Go and rest first. I'll have someone watch over

him."

"No need." Larry rubbed his face and said, "If I don't watch after him in person, I won't be at ease. Remember to

block the news that he was shot. Don't let it leak."

Mr. Reynes, who had always been good-tempered, had an evil look in his eyes at this time. "Bring the bullet out and

let me have a look. Maybe it belongs to an acquaintance."

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