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?"

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.