Chapter 976
“It’s just a little something… Don’t worry,” Frank said, deciding not to tell Helen.
He did not want Helen to worry about Nash, since Nash had been kind to her.
“Okay,” Helen did not press Frank since he did not want to say, and instead nodded. “In that case, I’ll be going back to Mr. Yego’s cottage. Be safe.” “I know. See you.”
After sending off Helen, Frank took a moment to calm down and strode toward the operating room, his knuckles clenched.
Nash was so thoroughly maimed that he could not recognize Frank at all-it was not just a beating, but it was violent torture! “Nash…” Frank felt a pang of guilt just then this would not have happened if he did not send Nash to deliver his pills.
Naturally, he more or less had an idea who had done this.
“Willy Sorano…” he growled, his eyes flashing viciously as his rage flared.
“Hey! This is an operating room! You’re not allowed in here!” A nurse promptly stopped him when she saw Frank about to barge inside.
“I’m a family member and a doctor. Let me in,” Frank said, showing perfect self-control after what had happened three years ago despite his rage. Right now, his priority was to save Nash and not get payback from the Soranos.
“You’re a doctor?” The nurse studied Frank and shook her head. “I don’t care what doctor you are. Only the doctors on duty are allowed in.”
“Moreover…” She trailed off, the contempt in her eyes showing despite her mask. “This hospital is owned by the Sorano family. Who do you think you are?”
“What…” Frank was certainly infuriated, but he also knew that suddenly mentioning that he was a doctor ready to treat a patient did not make sense.
If they allowed anyone in just because they said that, why bother operating a hospital at all?
Holding back his rage, Frank asked quietly, “How long until they’re finished?”
“You’ll be informed when they are,” the nurse replied nonchalantly, not wanting to waste her breath and pushing him away. “Why are you still standing here? I just told you the Soranos own this place-don’t you know what happens if you mess with them?!”
Frank had enough of her arrogant attitude right then and shoved her out of the way as he strode into the brightly lit operating room.
The nurse promptly shouted, “Help! Security! We have an intruder here! Come here quickly!”
A gang of security guards promptly showed up at the other end of the hallway, all of them holding stun batons as they charged into the operating room.
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Meanwhile, inside the operating room, the anesthetist was speaking quietly to the surgeon, “Willy Sorano’s orders are to keep him alive… even if he loses his limbs.”
“Got it.”
Dr. Brent, the Chief surgeon, sighed, shaking his head as he turned toward Nash, who was a bloody mess on the operating table.
“Honestly, what the hell did you do to the man? It’s actually amazing, like he doesn’t want you to live or die…”
