Chapter 75

Jasper swallowed his saliva. This ashtray was stronger than he had

imagined. It actually didn't break.

The man's handsome brows were deeply knitted.

He was boiling over with rage.

Hunger tormented his stomach, and insomnia tormented his mind.

He was like a trapped beast in a cage, making his final struggle.

However, he couldn't find Sylvia.

This woman was very cunning. She actually didn't stay at Pearlhall Villa

last night.

She didn't go back for the whole day, and he didn't know where she

was hiding in the middle of the night.

Even Logan did not know.

He stared fiercely at the phone that Jasper had just called.

Jasper felt his fierce gaze and could not help but clench his phone. He

did not want his phone, which he had just bought not long ago, to be

smashed by Franklin at this time.

"Call her again!"

Franklin ordered coldly.

Jasper had no choice but to call Sylvia and make up stories about Mr.

Maskelyne. "Miss Andrews, Mr. Maskelyne fainted!"

"Hurry up and call the ambulance! I'm not an emergency doctor,” Sylvia

said with a puzzled expression.

She really couldn't stand Franklin. What was wrong with him?

Did he think that she would buy a word of it?

With a frustrated face, Jasper slowly turned to look at Franklin. "Mr.

Maskelyne. Miss Andrews..."

"Call the ambulance!" Franklin looked coldly at the dark night outside

the door.

This heartless woman!

Jasper was stunned. It turned out that Mr. Maskelyne had heard what

she said.

Wasn't it a bit too exaggerated to call an ambulance?

Five minutes later.

Sylvia received a call from the hospital. “Dr. Sylvia? I am the director of

the emergency department, Kobi Hughes. Right now, we need your

help. There is an important patient that needs your help. Can you rush

to the hospital?

Sylvia frowned. She had never participated in emergency treatment.

Why would the emergency department call her?

“Dr. Sylvia, I know that you have two surgeries a month. I am very

embarrassed to trouble you now. But we only need you to provide

some medical help. You help our doctors to treat him. Don't worry. You

don't have to do the surgery. How about it?"

Kobi was so nervous as the patient in front of him was so terrifying.

Under the patient's gaze, his legs were weak and his back was covered

with cold sweat.

Why did the ambulance bring back such a fierce and strong man?

The man was sitting in the emergency room like a devil, and all the

doctors and nurses were so terrified that they didn't dare to breathe

loudly. They were really frightened by Franklin, who was ruthless and

decisive.

"Mr. Hughes, you don't have to worry. I'll be there right now." Sylvia was

suspicious, but she still put on her clothes and walked out of the

apartment.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Hughes breathed a sigh of relief and

carefully said to Franklin, "Sir, Dr. Sylvia will be here soon.

When he finished speaking, the terrifying vibe exuded by Franklin

vanished in a flash.

Sensing the obvious change, all the people in the emergency room felt

relieved a little bit.

They were really afraid. If Sylvia did not come, they would probably be

dead meat.

"Maskelyne Group will donate 50 latest ambulances to your hospital

tomorrow.” Franklin opened his thin lips and raised his finger. Jasper

behind him immediately took out a business card.

"Mr. Hughes, this is my business card. I am fully responsible for

donating the ambulances."

After being stunned for a moment, Kobi immediately took the business

card, beaming with smile, "Thank you, Mr. Maskelyne. Thank you, Mr.

Howlett."

Everyone was shocked.

Fifty latest ambulances!

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and Sylvia walked

directly to the emergency building.

As soon as she stepped in, a nurse came up to her and said excitedly,

"Dr. Sylvia, you're finally here!

She looked as if she had seen her savior.

How troublesome could a patient be? Why would someone especially

welcome her?

Sylvia frowned and felt that something was wrong.

"What's the condition of the patient?" she asked straightforwardly.

The nurse looked at her, troubled. "You'll know when you get there."

It was actually a complicated illness?

Sylvia was even more curious about this patient.

She quickly came to Mr. Hughes' emergency room.

However, the moment she stepped in, the expression on her face

instantly froze.

A man was sitting in the seat of Mr. Hughes.

The man was reading a medical record.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked at Sylvia.

At this time, Franklin was sitting in this ordinary room that did not match

his identity at all.

For some reason, Sylvia felt that this narrow room also seemed

magnificent because of this man.

She was dazed for a long time before she suddenly came back to

herself. "Why are you here?"

Her beautiful eyes glanced over the doctors and nurses standing on

both sides, looking as if they were facing a great enemy.

She immediately understood everything.

"You are the patient?"

Sure enough, he was difficult to deal with.

No wonder the nurse's expression just now was so unfathomable.

Anyone would have a headache if they met Franklin!

Like a lucky survivor from a disaster, Mr. Hughes heaved a sigh of

relief. "Sylvia. I'll leave Mr. Maskelyne to you. I believe in your medical

skills!"

Everyone else went out, and even Jasper followed them out.

Sylvia looked at Franklin with a headache. "What do you want?"

A grown man was actually so childish.

"You asked me to call an ambulance." Franklin stared at her

expressionlessly, a hint of imperceptible greed in his eyes.

Sylvia's eyes were filled with helplessness.

"But what I mean is..."

“Forget it. I can't explain it to this psycho.

“I don't think you are sick. I'm leaving."

She turned around and was about to leave.

However, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Franklin.

Franklin said in a pitiful tone of voice, “I haven't eaten or slept since you

left.”

Sylvia was wordless

"You're pretending to be pitiful? Is that fun?"

'Do you think you're a child from kindergarten?

'Will I sympathize with you if you tell me that you are hungry?"

She turned her head fiercely, and her fierce eyes met his deep-set

eyes.

She froze for a moment, and unexpectedly, all her feelings of

resentment just dissipated.

She had long known that Franklin was picky about food.

Intuition told Sylvia that he was not lying.

"I will ask Jasper to buy you some food," she said irritably.

The patients in the hospital usually had light meals. This man was

picky, but he was easy to deal with.

Before they divorced, he would eat everything she made.

Usually, when she was too lazy to cook a lot, she would make some

simple porridge and side dishes. This man would not dislike light

dishes.

She really couldn't understand what was on his mind.

What a weirdo!

Jasper quickly bought some dinner and brought it over.

It was indeed the simplest food for patients.

A bowl of corn porridge, two pieces of bread, and some fruit.

Mr. Hughes and other doctors gathered at the nurse station and saw

Mr. Howlett holding a food box. They could not help but whisper, "Why

did Mr. Howlett buy such a simple meal?"

"I think the taste of this great president is strange.”

"When I drove the ambulance to pick him up, wow, his complexion was

terrible. He starved for two days and two nights. What a weirdo!"

“Not only did he starve for two days and two nights, but he also did not

sleep for two days and two nights!"

“I am curious about his relationship with Sylvia."

"Dr. Sylvia is so beautiful. Maybe Mr. Maskelyne has a crush on him."

Mr. Hughes coughed, "Don't gossip about others!"

The young nurses immediately burst into laughter. "Aren't you the

happiest, Mr. Hughes? The emergency department gets fifty latest

ambulances!"

“This is your achievement, right? Mr. Hughes."

Mr. Hughes wasn't as scared as before, looking all proud. "Everyone

has a share; how can it be considered my own achievement?"

In the emergency room.