CHAPTER 336: CHAPTER 336: TEETH MARKS ON THE NECK (EXTRA CHAPTER FOR RECOMMENDED VOTES!)

The three of them were talking when Director Valley came in with Johan Niles.

Harry Hunter seemed about to get out of bed again, and he quickly held him down: "Where are you going again?"

"I’m heading out for a bit."

Director Valley was almost in tears: "Who’s dead this time?"

"No one’s dead, going to interrogate someone." After the interrogation, someone might really die.

"No way! This time, you can’t go anywhere! Your grandpa just called me and told me to keep an eye on you. If anything happens to you, he said he’ll have my apprentice buried with you!"

Johan Niles wore a sullen expression, feeling aggrieved: "Why do you gods have to drag us innocent angels into your fights! The old man just said he particularly liked me a few days ago, and now he disowns me? That’s too harsh!"

The tense atmosphere in the hospital room was suddenly broken by him, and everyone couldn’t help but chuckle.

Connor mischievously poked his arm, which was in a cast: "And you still call yourself an angel, can you even fly with a broken wrist?"

Johan Niles yelped in pain and slapped Connor’s hand away: "I’m a doctor, I meant a white-coated angel! Fly where? So uncultured!"

Isabella Weaver laughed out loud for the first time in days, looked at Harry Hunter, and suggested: "How about this, let Connor go and interrogate first, strain him a bit, and if it doesn’t work, you can go in for questioning."

Director Valley immediately gave her a thumbs up: "Well said, well said, let the small fry scout the path first, and the Boss only steps in at the end! Boss Hunter, get some good sleep now, you can’t handle any more stress!"

Harry Hunter finally nodded: "Alright, let Connor go!"

"Yes!"

Connor turned to leave but then came back, pulling Johan Niles along with him.

Johan Niles howled miserably: "What are you doing, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Oh, I accidentally grabbed the wrong arm, I’ll grab the other one."

"Both my arms are injured, alright!"

"I see this arm looks pretty good, wasn’t it still able to carry the medical kit before?"

"It still hurts though!"

"Whatever, you’re coming with me to get some meds."

"Why? Who’s injured now?"

"No one’s injured, but I might need to hit someone, better safe than sorry!"

...

The people in the hospital room all left, leaving it very quiet.

Director Valley prepared some medicine and let Harry Hunter continue his IV, as he still had a fever.

Isabella Weaver stayed by Harry Hunter’s side, refusing to sleep.

Halfway through the IV, she got up and went out for a bit.

In the VIP hospital room next door, it was empty.

Isabella Weaver frowned slightly, where was Alexander Parker?

Awake?

Or...

Her heart grew slightly heavy, Johan Niles had promised that if Alexander Parker woke up, he would tell her immediately.

But Johan Niles didn’t say anything.

Isabella Weaver suppressed her thoughts and returned to Harry Hunter’s hospital room, took a fruit knife, and started peeling him an apple.

Harry Hunter tilted his face slightly, asking her: "Where did you go?"

Isabella Weaver hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth: "I went to check next door, where Alexander Parker was supposed to be staying, but now there’s no one there."

Harry Hunter felt pleased with her honesty, his tone becoming gentle: "Perhaps he was discharged."

Isabella Weaver shook her head: "Doctor Niles said his injuries were very severe, Director Valley was even considering a craniotomy for him, it’s impossible for him to be discharged."

Harry Hunter’s fingers touched her neck.

There were two very noticeable rows of bite marks there, which made him feel both stung and pained.

Isabella Weaver suddenly reacted, panic gripping her as she covered her neck: "Don’t get the wrong idea, it’s not what you think! Nothing happened! Alexander Parker is like a dog, he always loved biting people!"