Chapter: 1134

“Are you afraid that they might take revenge on you?" Carson asked his subordinate while staring at him.

"Of course not! You and Mr. Sullivan saved my life. If that wasn't the case, I would have died long ago. So how could I be afraid of their revenge?"

Carson turned his head to look at the red light in the operating room. He didn't say a word.

The subordinate paused for a brief moment before continuing, "I...

I'm just worried about your safety."

"There is no need to worry. They wouldn't dare!" Carson leaned back again. His straightened waist bent down slightly. After that, he said,

"This is a debt they owed."

“I don't understand. What do you mean by that?" The subordinate was even more confused by the statement.

But before Carson could give him an answer, the door of the operating room suddenly opened.

A nurse came out and asked, "Is there a member of Joey's family here?"

"Yes, I am. How is he?" Carson replied with immediate effect. Then he walked over.

“His forearm is fractured and he has a concussion. But he isn't in grave danger. Having said that, he will still be hospitalized for about half a month. But the plaster will be removed after three months." The nurse flipped through the document with information pertaining to Joey.

"He hasn't recovered from the anesthesia yet. The effect will wear out after an hour. When it does, he will eventually awake albeit with a feeling of dizziness and an urge to vomit. Don't give him anything to eat for another two hours. After that, he can start with something very light. Is that clear?"

“Yes." Carson nodded his head.

The nurse then turned back and went into the operating room.

It wasn't long before Carson saw a nurse pushing a movable hospital bed out of the inner room from another door. She was heading towards the children's ward.

The light in the operating room was still on.

Carson looked away. He took out his phone and opened the address book. He was hesitant for a brief moment before finally dialing a number

.

In no time, the line connected.

He hadn't eaten or drank any water for the whole day. His voice was a little hoarse because of this.

"Miss Bennet," he said after clearing his throat.

"This is Roger." A man's voice came from the other end of the line.

In response to that, Carson moved his phone away from his ear and looked at the word on the screen.

“Roger? Why are you on the line?