3 ...Mommy? (2/2)

At the hospital, the man was pacing back and forth outside the operation room. It was already a coincidence that he had the same blood type with her and donated some blood.

Now, he is waiting patiently for the operation to finish.

He was distracted out of his thoughts when a doctor came up to him.

” Mr. Jun. Your son is awake and his vital signs are all normal. He's got a few bruises but nothing serious. I suggest you see him right now since...he's throwing a tantrum.”

The doctor stopped for a moment before saying the last few words. Because ever since he mentioned the word ”son” the man was giving him a death glare.

'Such luck for me. Now how am I going to deal with this? How am I going to control my own son??'

The doctor oblivious of his thoughts, stayed rooted on the floor. The man had been silent for a while. He almost lost his patience and was about to ask what to do since when he gets back, the hospital room might already be...in its worse state.

To his surprise, the man then replied.

”I'll come over. Stay here. Inform me news when the operation ends.”

Then he walked away.

The doctor sighed in relief. But realized that he was in a tight spot. If he was the one delivering news...what if the news would be bad?

He would be done for.

No not just him...the whole hospital would be done for. Hospital A was a subsidiary business of that man. If they could not save this person they would be wiped out instantly.

That man was the boss. The head of the Jun family.

Jun Ting.

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