Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 427

After a few beeps, the phone was answered, and a familiar and impatient voice came from the other side, "Peter?"

Mr. Smith, no, Peter Smith rushed to speak, "Brother, I encountered a little thing, you quickly save me ah."

The man on the other end of the phone is the real Expert Smith, Peter's real brother.

Upon hearing this, Expert Smith got angry, "Why are you out getting into trouble again, Peter, I've warned you more than once, if you don't have the skills, stop running the clinic and I can give you a sum of money to do something else."

"I'm sure I won't dare in the future," Peter hurriedly lowered his posture, "but brother, if you don't save me this time, I'm sure I'll get killed."

In the end, it is a close brother, hearing this, Expert Smith's heart softened, "Then I will call my assistant physician and ask him to help you."

"No way brother, you can only help me this time." Peter said anxiously.

"What the hell have you gotten yourself into out there?" Expert Smith realized something was wrong, "I'm at the airport right now and I'm leaving Reliacao soon and can't help you."

"Where are you going?" Peter asked.

"Willisto," replied Expert Smith, "I was invited by Mr. S. to see a lady."

Willisto?

Isn't that where he is now?

Peter saw hope again and hurriedly said, "Brother, I'm right here in Willisto, so hurry up and come over here, then bring your mask and sunglasses to the private hospital of the Grant Group to find me, and be quick."

After saying this, footsteps came from outside the ward.

Peter then hurriedly hung up the phone.

Almost as soon as he put the phone back, Rupert poked his head in from outside suspiciously and looked warily at Peter, "Who are you talking to?"

"I'm just talking to myself." Peter hurriedly said.

After a pause, he squeezed out another smile, "I've checked, it was a chemical reaction between the analgesic she was injected with and my medicine, give me some time while I work on a new one." Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"How long will it take?" Rupert asked.

Peter thought briefly, "two days, during this period I will stay in the hospital, you arrange a ward for me, no one is allowed to disturb me, and do not find someone to monitor me, otherwise I have psychological pressure, I will not be able to research new drugs."

"...... farts so much." Rupert said impatiently.

And then helplessly promised, "I know, but the floor entrance will be conserved, if you dare to run, caught and shot you directly."

"Don't worry, I won't run." Peter hurriedly nodded his head heavily.

Immediately thereafter, Peter was admitted to a ward on the top floor of the hospital and began to wait anxiously.

At this end, Sebastian stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the tiny one pale woman on the bed, the atmosphere is particularly gloomy.

Five years.

Bonnie has come back to him with great difficulty, if there is a shortcoming because of the wound on her back, what should he do?

"Boing-" In her sleep, Bonnie moaned out in pain again, her clear eyebrows knitted into a point.

Because of the anesthetic, she wasn't able to wake up straight away and could only clench her teeth in pain in her sleep.

In this case, there is a good chance that the tongue will be bitten to the point of being bloody or even broken!

Sebastian saw the situation, did not hesitate to hand his arm up, the next moment was Bonnie's little tiger teeth bite out of the wound, pain smothered out.