Awakening the War God

Chapter 262 Pretend

Chapter 262 Pretend

In the ICU, Jason, wearing an oxygen mask, was vomiting blood profusely.

Blood soaked through the oxygen mask, flowing down from his neck, staining the pillow and sheets red.

And next to him, the ECG monitor emitted a piercing sound.

Several erratic lines on the monitor began to become chaotic.

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The attending doctor, after a cursory check, hastily said.

Though he said this, he knew Jason was incurable, certain to die.

"Dad... Dad!"

Matilda, holding her father's hand, called out in pain.

Strong as she was, hot tears rolled down from her eyes at this moment.

Her father was her only support and she couldn't lose him.

If her father died, she would be utterly without a home, a wandering orphan in the world.

Just as the medical staff were about to wheel Jason out, Gabriel suddenly halted the bed, saying, "Wait a minute!"

This action infuriated Matilda, driving her into complete hysteria.

She furiously roared, "Gabriel, you beast, get out of here! If you delay my father's treatment, I swear I will crush you to dust!"

Even though she didn't understand medicine, she knew that every second now was critical for her father's life.

Gabriel stopping her father at this moment was tantamount to murder.

"Shut up and watch!"

Given Jason's critical condition, Gabriel payed no attention to anything else and dashed forward.

He placed his left hand on Jason's pulse and flicked his right hand, sending several long needles out.

"You..." Gabriel's action completely enraged Matilda.

She pulled her Butterfly Knife from her hair and stabbed it fiercely at Gabriel.

Just as it was about to hit him, Gabriel remained motionless and calmly said, "Your father's condition is very critical and I'm saving him!"

Matilda's hand finally stopped in mid-air, unable to advance further.

Her right hand trembled, inexplicably overlapping Gabriel's figure with that of another man.

Was it an illusion?

That man, too, appeared very thin.

Holding a needle in his right hand and taking a pulse with his left, once treating someone, he was as still and silent as ice.

She staggered, retreating a few steps in a daze.

Her entire mind went blank.

"Stop the bleeding!"

Gabriel's expression was grave after taking the pulse.

Jason's condition was worse than he imagined.

But, he could treat it.

Life, aging, sickness, and death are natural.

But he could extend Jason's life by two or three years.

With his right hand, he inserted exactly eighteen needles.

After the needles were inserted, Jason stopped vomiting blood, and the patterns on the ECG monitor gradually stabilized.

Dr. Smith, the chief physician, couldn't help but shake his head in amazement, exclaiming, "What a miraculous hand, indeed! Mr. Jason was half a step into hell, and he was pulled back!"

"The medical skills of this gentleman are truly astonishing! Such a skill of exquisite ancient medical acupuncture, achieving this extent, truly impresses me!"

Matilda's blank mind slowly began to process sounds.

She was stunned when she heard Dr. Smith praising Gabriel.

Gabriel saved her father. Did her father get through the crisis?

Regarding this, she felt bewildered and somewhat incredulous.

Gabriel ignored Director Smith's praise and turned to Matilda, saying, "You are so conceited that it's annoying! If it weren't for me just now, I can assure you, even a deity couldn't have saved your father!"

"However, your father is still in great danger, and if he doesn't receive effective treatment within three days, he will still die!"

"Since Miss Wallick is very resistant to my arrival, then I shall take my leave!"

The moment to show off had arrived, and Gabriel left with a dashing turn.

His strides were large, covering a meter with each step.

Matilda would surely come chasing after him in a moment! Regarding this, he was absolutely certain.

Matilda didn't immediately stop Gabriel, but took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from her father's mouth.

Director Smith anxiously said, "Oh, Miss Wallick, please bring that man back quickly. I can't save Mr. Jason, but that young man can do it because his medical skills are unfathomably brilliant!"

"And that young man didn't lie, if Mr. Jason's illness is not treated, he won't live more than three days!"

Matilda, wiping blood off her father, trembled in her right hand and closed her eyes deeply.

She let out a long breath, filled with sorrow and conflict.

Gabriel went downstairs, looking visibly angry.

Matilda, this lady, was not easy to deal with.

Being strong and independent, and with personality, she was not easily intimidated by common means.

But with the critically ill Elder Jason, he was not afraid that Matilda wouldn't comply.

He was certain, before he even left the hospital gates, Matilda would surely follow.

Thus, he hummed a tune, singing and walking in a swaggering gait towards the hospital entrance.

Walking and walking, he soon reached the entrance of the hospital.

But still, Matilda didn't come to stop him.

"What's going on? Did I show off too much? That couldn't be. Doesn't this woman want to save her father?"

Gabriel deliberately slowed his steps, but as he was about to step out of the hospital gate, he still hadn't waited for Matilda.

He got angry again, swearing silently.

Once he walked out of the hospital, even if Matilda knelt in front of him, he wouldn't treat Jason.

Annoyed, he was about to step out of the hospital.

"Gabriel, wait a moment!"

Just one step away, the gentle voice of Matilda came from behind.

Gabriel's mouth corners lifted slightly, thinking, as expected, this woman couldn't escape his palm.

He turned around, feigning indifference, and asked, "Miss Wallick, who stabbed my back, do you have any other matters?"

The incident of stabbing his back, he would bring up in front of Matilda every day in the future.

He must make this lady feel guilty.

Matilda, swaying her graceful body, walked slowly to Gabriel, looking haggard, and said, "Name your price, and as long as you can save my father, I'm willing to pay!"

Matilda's words made Gabriel burst into laughter.

He said with utter speechlessness, "Do you think I came here for money? Let me tell you, I'm not short of money, and even if I ask for 140 billion dollars, can you afford it?"

"What exactly do you want?" Matilda clenched her fists, roaring.

The loudness of the voice attracted the passersby and the security guard at the gate to gather around and watch.

They even thought it was a couple quarreling and breaking up.

"If you're asking for help, you should have the posture of asking. When you change your attitude, come and talk to me. With your arrogant behavior, I can't be bothered to deal with you!" Having said this, Gabriel turned around and left.

Now that he had the upper hand, he had to completely tame this woman.

A one-time beating was enough to prevent future stubbornness and insubordination.

This time, his steps were even faster.

As he stepped out of the hospital with one foot, and was about to step out with the other,

"Mr. Gabriel...Mr. Gabriel, I'm sorry... Could you please treat my father?"

Matilda finally compromised.

For her father, she had no choice but to compromise.

This short sentence was the most humble she had ever spoken in her life.

And saying this sentence felt like an entire century had passed.

Her proud heart was shattered to pieces, thrown hard onto the ground.

Hearing this, Gabriel withdrew the leg he had stepped out with.

He slowly turned around, squinting his eyes with a smile, "That's the right attitude. Miss Wallick, let's find a quiet place to talk properly!"