Chapter 324

Carlisle said firmly, “Heath would never do that!”

If Heath had betrayed him, the police would have already come for him.

Lethan wanted to say more but refrained from doing so.

Carlisle’s voice was hoarse as he said, “I’m hanging up. I need to go to the hospital.”

Lethan almost jumped out of his seat.

“You’re seriously going to visit him now?”

He had just warned Carlisle not to go. But here Carlisle was, Ignoring his caution.

Carlisle replied calmly, “Prince Heath is my friend. What’s wrong with visiting a friend?”

Lethan gritted his teeth.

“I’ll go with you.”

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Half an hour later, both Carlisle and Lethan arrived at Riverland Paper Mill Hospital.

They inquired at the front desk about where Heath was being treated.

The nurse informed them he was in the emergency room on the third floor.

As they walked toward the elevator, the doors opened, and a man with a briefcase stepped out. He was flanked by two uniformed officers.

Lethan’s mouth twitched.

The man with the briefcase smiled and said, “Mr. Warbane, are you here to see Prince Heath?”

Before Lethan could respond, the man turned to Carlisle.

“And this must be the friend you mentioned?”

“He-”

“Carlisle Zahn…” Gabriel interrupted Lethan, cutting him off.

Carlisle smiled.

“Yeah, that’s me.”

Gabriel gave a faint smile.

“Go on up and see him. I’ll wait outside. We can talk afterward.”

Carlisle nodded and stepped into the elevator, with Lethan following tensely behind.

As soon as the doors closed, Lethan whispered anxiously, “Carlisle, you’re in trouble.”

Carlisle pressed the button for the third floor and said calmly, “We’ll take it one step at a time.”

Lethan’s mind raced, and then a thought struck him.

“Maybe you should reach out to Gareth.”

“Nah,” Carlisle replied.

Not only did he lack a strong connection with Gareth, but even if they were close, Gareth might not be willing to help save Heath.

Outside the emergency room on the third floor, Carlisle sat quietly on a chair, waiting.

Lethan paced back and forth with arms crossed.

After about an hour, the emergency room doors opened.

A nurse pushed Heath out, who seemed critically injured.

Carlisle quickly stood up and approached them.

Heath was wrapped head to toe in bandages, with only his eyes visible. He was staring blankly at the

ceiling.

“Heath…” Carlisle called out as he walked beside the stretcher.

Heath didn’t respond or even glance at Carlisle.

The attending surgeon removed his mask and asked, “Are you related to the patient?”

“I’m his friend…”

“Good. You’ll need to cover the medical experises,” the surgeon said.

“Money’s not an issue. How is he?” Carlisle asked.

His eyes reddened as he looked at Heath.

The surgeon sighed.

“His condition is critical. He has a punctured lung, 18 stab wounds, and blunt force trauma to the head, causing intracranial bleeding.

“He needs to be in the ICU for now, and it’s uncertain if he’ll survive. Even if he wakes up, he’s likely to be

paralyzed.”

Carlisle felt a sharp pain in his chest but said firmly, “Give him the best treatment available, no matter the

cost.

He believed Heath would pull through, Heath was destined to be the future kingpin of Riverland. He wouldn’t go down like this.

The surgeon looked skeptically at Carlisle.

“Are you sure you want the best treatment for him?”

Carlisle turned to Lethan

“Did you bring your checkbook? Lend me a million dollars.”