Chapter 5 Being Driven Away

“Bullshit! I think you’re the one in danger!” Albie was thoroughly angry, his voice cold.

The man in the white coat, Luca Atkinson, sneered. “Our hospital has stabilized Dylan’s condition very well! He has chronic myeloid leukemia and is currently in a chronic phase. How could he be in danger? Are you here to cause trouble?”

“I didn’t say it was because of leukemia! This kid was poisoned!” Lachlan explained.

He infused dragon energy into his eyes and could see that Dylan’s b*dy was flowing with strands of dark green poison. In no time at all, it would invade his heart.

“What do you mean? Are you saying our hospital would poison patients?” Luca grew even angrier and pointed at Lachlan.

“That’s not what I meant! Some foods don’t mix well together. They may not be poisonous on their own but can be deadly when eaten together,” Lachlan shook his head.

“Don’t be ridiculous. Do you think this private hospital would make such a basic mistake?” Luca scoffed and looked at Albie with dissatisfaction. “Mr. Elliott, do you believe this nonsense? Do you not trust us? Or should we let this guy treat your son?”

Upon hearing this, Albie quickly shook his head and said, “Dr. Atkinson, I absolutely did not mean that.”

He snorted heavily and said, “Ms. Lowe, why don’t you make your dog disappear?”

In the upper circles of Edoland city, many people had heard about Miranda’s search for an live-in husband and knew what was going on. When he heard the driver say that Lachlan was Miranda’s fiancé, Albie immediately thought of several adjectives: useless, gigolo, shameless and vain!

How could he believe what such a person said?

His son still needed treatment here; he couldn’t offend the doctors here. Hearing Albie call Lachlan like that made Miranda feel sad. She knew Albie was really angry! The cooperation project had completely fallen through!

The next second, Miranda gritted her teeth and glared at Lachlan, “I told you to get lost; didn’t you hear me? It’s better not to let me see you again!”

Upon hearing this, a self-deprecating look appeared on Lachlan’s face. However, even though everyone treated him like a joke, when leaving, he still reminded them all that the little boy lying in bed was innocent!

Looking at Dylan, Lachlan seemed to see his own daughter.

“Once the poison takes effect, you can pierce the child’s right big toe and draw blood. At the same time, feed him a couple of ounces of chicken blood. Perhaps that might save his life!”

After saying this, Lachlan turned his gaze to Miranda. “I’ll repay you for the medical expenses you covered for my daughter as soon as possible.”

“Hehe…”

Miranda sneered in disdain, turning her face away and refusing to give Lachlan another glance. He was someone who would put his life at risk for money, stooping so low as to intentionally cause accidents for compensation, how can she expect him to repay any money? She couldn’t believe she had even considered asking such a person to help Albie’s son.

After being kicked out, Lachlan returned once again to the downtown hospital. Nora still hadn’t woken up in her hospital room. As he watched her face regain its healthy color and saw the effects of the medicine taking hold once more, Lachlan felt that all his suffering was worth it.

Suddenly, Nora seemed startled by something in her sleep and began flailing her arms around wildly.

“Daddy! Daddy, don’t leave me!” she cried out. “Mommy doesn’t want me anymore…I only have you left. Daddy! Don’t abandon me!”

Lachlan quickly grabbed onto his daughter’s small hand and comforted her softly, “Daddy is here…Daddy is right here.”

Feeling the warmth of his big hand on hers, Nora calmed down immediately and a peaceful smile spread across her little face as two dimples appeared on either side of it.

“Daddy…Daddy…” she murmured quietly with a contented expression on her face.

Lachlan felt his heart melting! “Nora, your dad will definitely make you healthy and happy. Definitely!”

Meanwhile, in the private hospital room on the other side, Miranda was still apologizing to Albie after Lachlan left. “Mr. Elliott, I didn’t authorize this! Even if we can’t do business together, I would never let someone curse your son.”

Albie smiled slyly and said, “Hehe, Ms. Lowe, you should have found a more sensible guy even if you wanted to find a gigolo. This kind of troublemaker will only bring you trouble sooner or later!”

“Yes, Mr. Elliott, you’re right,” Miranda nodded with a bitter smile.

“Daddy… Daddy… I feel so bad!” However, at that moment when Dylan was lying quietly there before suddenly grabbing Albie’s arm and calling out painfully.

Cough cough!

Puff!

The next second the little boy coughed twice before blood suddenly gushed out from his mouth and nose!

A small face suddenly turned pale!

This time, Albie was completely dumbfounded!

“Dylan! Son, what’s wrong?”

Albie’s voice trembled, and the next second he grabbed Luca’s white coat and asked in a furious tone, “Dr. Atkinson, what is going on?”

Luca was also stunned, “H-how…how could this happen?”

Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip… Drip!

At this moment, the monitoring device attached to Dylan emitted an urgent sound, indicating that the little boy’s vital signs were undergoing a drastic change!

“Hurry, hurry and save my son! My son has had a serious accident. If you can’t save him, then the hospital might as well close down!” Albie shouted with red eyes.

However, Luca was at a loss for what to do and had no idea what was going on.

“Idiot! What are you standing there for? Save him!” Albie shouted hysterically.

Cough! Cough!

Dylan’s mouth and nose continued to expel blood, his b*dy started convulsing and twitching, and his face turned a frightening shade of blue.

“What’s going on? What’s going on exactly? He was fine just now!” Luca murmured to himself, feeling utterly lost and unsure how to proceed.

When Albie saw his son coughing up blood and convulsing, he was on the verge of losing his mind. The grown man was even crying.

Right at that moment, Miranda suddenly recalled Lachlan’s instructions before he left. After a brief hesitation, she spoke up, “Could it be that Dylan is really poisoned? Should we… try the method Lachlan mentioned earlier?”

As her words landed, Albie clung to her suggestion like a lifeline. “Yes! Yes! What did he say? What did he say?”

In his desperate state, his mind was hardly functioning.

Or perhaps, due to his disdain for Lachlan, he hadn’t really paid attention to the details at the time.

“Puncture Dylan’s right big toe to release blood and feed him a couple of ounces of chicken blood,” Miranda remembered clearly.

“Release blood! Quickly release blood for my son!”

“Do we have chicken blood? Chicken blood!”

Albie grabbed Luca and shouted hoarsely in his desperation.