CHAPTER 309: CHAPTER 309: REJECTING HIM NO MATTER WHEN

"I know." Lily Grant lowered her eyes in despair, murmuring softly, "But... when it happened before, together with being pregnant, I really became very sensitive. I started to doubt you, doubt myself... I even thought, maybe you’re not leaving me because of this child, and after I give birth to this child, you’ll heartlessly abandon me... I also wondered, maybe you’re just using me to cover up the fact that you like someone else... or perhaps, from the start, you never liked me at all, and I’m so terrible, so you’re just playing with me..."

Lily Grant became more and more agitated, ultimately fainting on the spot...

Lucas Morgan hurried forward, scooped Lily Grant up in his arms, turned around, and headed towards the hospital...

...

Chloe Grant, after being given a sedative, had been in a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, the expert Ralph Koch brought in had a meeting with the hospital director about Chloe Grant’s condition, which resulted in two extreme opinions.

One side said that Chloe Grant didn’t need surgery.

The expert felt that the blood clot in Chloe Grant’s brain was very small and might have been overlooked in previous examinations, and its shape suggested it wasn’t very coagulated, so the likelihood of it dispersing was high.

As for the memory issue, it was estimated that once the blood clot dispersed, things would return to normal.

And since this blood clot was small, craniotomy surgery—which is always high-risk—was unnecessary.

But the opposing opinion was that the blood clot issue in the brain could worsen at any time, and delaying could lead to serious complications.

During the meeting, the two sides were arguing intensely.

In the end, they had no choice but to call Ralph Koch in directly.

Ralph Koch sat in the middle of the conference room. From the time he entered until an hour later, he hadn’t uttered a word, nor listened to the experts’ opinions on Chloe Grant’s condition.

All he heard was the sound of arguments, which was giving him a headache.

Finally, after an hour and ten minutes of arguing, Ralph Koch exploded, slamming his palm on the table with a loud bang, "What are you arguing for? If you keep this up, I’ll blow you all up!"

With his roar, the previously heated argument ceased instantly!

Perhaps the domestic experts didn’t know Ralph Koch’s identity, but those from country Y did.

Some of them didn’t even want to be there, but were forced at gunpoint by Ralph Koch. Who would dare provoke this ancestor?

"Then, sir, do you think we should operate? Or not?"

Chloe Grant’s attending Dr. Bache asked the most crucial question.

Ralph Koch’s face darkened as he turned his head, "If I knew the answer, why would I need you?"

Operate or not, how the hell would someone like me know?

Isn’t this something Matthew Morgan should decide?

Even Matthew Morgan would probably hesitate.

"Those who decide to do the surgery, prepare your plan; those who don’t, prepare your treatment plan. Then wait for my notice. Dismissed!"

Ralph Koch shouted decisively, waving his hand as he kicked over a chair next to him—leaving!

These old geezers, just treat the patient, why so much fuss?

Making it into a two-option mess, what nonsense!

A bunch of useless old guys!

"And who knows which bastard made Chloe Grant like this, so troublesome!"

Ralph Koch was so angry now, he was even cursing himself!

He continued this way, cursing at everyone, the heavens and earth, himself included, all the way to Chloe Grant’s hospital room...