Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 396 Testing

She just listened and did not ask. Jasper swallowed his saliva, not knowing if he should continue. If he said too much, it would arouse Lyra's suspicion. "Which hospital is it?" Lyra calmed down as fast as she could and turned on her mobile navigation

"... Third Hospital."

As Jasper spoke, he heard the navigation sound in his ear. Then, Lyra said, "It's useless to be anxious now. You should focus on your driving and we'll talk about it when we get to the hospital." "Okay, okay!"

Jasper responded, and the tension in his body was not as heavy as before. As long as Lyra believed what he said, it would be fine. Otherwise, he really could not report to Hank. However, Jasper did not know how Lyra had believed it so easily. She was such a shrewd and calm woman, could it be that she was too worried and got confused? Jasper was very upset. He secretly apologized to Lyra, hoping that she would not blame him when she knew the truth in the future. "It's in the ward on the fifth floor. You go up first. I want to make a phone call with Keith." Jasper stopped the car and said anxiously. Lyra did not doubt it and nodded and got out of the car. Jasper sat in the car and heaved a heavy sigh of relief. The feeling of deceiving others was really uncomfortable. However, just as he took out his phone and was about to tell Hank that Lyra had gone upstairs, he saw a news advertisement. The title made his fingertips stop and he clicked on it to take a look.

"It's over, it's even worse." Jasper gasped.

Lyra went upstairs. After asking about Hank's ward, she walked straight over. There were no assistants, no bodyguards, and even the atmosphere in the hospital corridor was dilapidated. She knocked on the door, but no one answered. She pushed the door open and saw the man lying on the bed with his back to her.

"I don't need anything. Get out." His voice was hoarse and scary, with strong anger. In the past, Lyra would never have thought that Hank would have such a day. However, there was a traitor in the Barnwell group, and it was his second uncle. How could he have prevented people he trusted from colluding with others? In addition, Terry's actions were frequent. If something had happened to the Barnwell group, maybe... Lyra sighed in her heart, and a faint heartache spread out in her chest. She knew that with her situation, she might not be qualified to sympathize with Hank, but she understood the pain after being betrayed and torn apart by the truth. With Hank's proud personality, could he accept it? Lyra did not respond to him. Instead, she walked to the cabinet beside him and looked at the scattered medicine boxes and overturned bowls and chopsticks. "I said, get out!" He roared again in a low voice. Perhaps he felt that the footsteps behind him had been very close to him. The man turned around and glanced at her. His eyes were deep and cold. His face was very ugly and pale. Coupled with the smell of disinfectant in the ward, Lyra's mood was also affected. There was no courtesy or too hot concern. She just said lightly, "What did the doctor say?" Hank closed his cold eyes, not saying a word. It gave people a feeling of being a thousand miles away. Lyra was not in a hurry to ask. She picked up the medical book next to her to look. The man's clear voice sounded at this time, full of alienation. "If you are here to see a joke, you don't have to pretend to care about me." His attitude was extremely cold.

Just as Lyra was about to say something, someone knocked on the door. "No. 509, it's time to take your medicine." The nurse pushed the cart in and saw that Lyra was also there. She immediately said, "Family members should take care of the patient's emotions more. He needs to stay in the hospital for two more days for observation." "Then..." "She is not a family member," Hank interrupted her coldly. Lyra frowned. Indeed, she was not a family member.

But she would explain. Why was he in such a hurry to clear up the relationship. What was he afraid of? The nurse put down the medicine and left. Lyra poured a glass of water, and Hank did not even look at it. The medicine was placed on the bedside table, but he had no intention of eating it. She stood up straight and looked at Hank for a long time. "It was Jasper who brought me here. He is very worried about you." Hank said nothing, his face slightly pale.

Lyra hesitated for a moment and handed the cup over. "If you don't want to see me, I will leave now. Take the medicine."

Since he wanted to be alone, she would not insist on staying here. Lyra was not so self-righteous that she would think that she could comfort Hank in this situation. However, when she saw his lonely side, she did not feel the pleasure of revenge. On the contrary, there was actually a trace of a complicated feeling.

Pa.

Just as the cup was handed over, the medicine box in her hand was knocked over by him.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?"

Lyra was stunned. She lowered her head and looked at the pills scattered on the ground, her eyes shaking.

Hank had just shouted, and his fingers gripped the cup tightly. But before he could say anything, Lyra lowered her head and picked up the pills. She threw them into the trash can. When her back was facing him, his voice was very deep. "I'm not here to laugh at you. I'm just curious about what kind of expression you will have in this situation. Now that I've seen it, I should go." "As for whether you want to take the medicine or not, it has nothing to do with me." Lyra opened the door and went straight out. Hank held the glass of water on the bed and sighed deeply. Wasn't it too much?

He was silent for a long time and was about to go to the window to see if she had left when the door was pushed open. A look of anticipation flashed through his eyes. However, it was only the nurse who came to deliver the medicine. He had forged the medical case.

Who would have thought that the act was too excessive and directly drove Lyra away? "What should I do next?" Hank leaned against the bed and weakly told Jasper about this matter.

"How would I know? Didn't you come up with this kind of rotten idea yourself?" Hank's throat froze. He couldn't say anything else. He had to admit that what Jasper said was indeed reasonable. It was he who wanted to test something...

Now that he couldn't get what he wanted, wasn't it his own fault? Who could he blame?

"However, there is still a chance. It's right in front of you. Let's see if you treasure it or not." Jasper said calmly. "Look at the news, and then think about what to do.". Without any hesitation, Hank clicked on the news headline and frowned as he looked at the words on it. The title was dazzling. 'The female celebrity and the ex-wife of a rich family were fighting for love! There were photos and recordings. It was definitely a real exposure. Was this the good opportunity that Jasper had mentioned? Hank felt a little headache and his temples were throbbing.