CHAPTER 998: CHAPTER 998: HANGING BY A THREAD (2)

According to the law, as a descendant of the Royal Family, I have the right to hold the national affairs accountable. At this time, our country is in peril, so before I complete my campaign, I’m temporarily responsible for the country’s affairs, and this has been endorsed by the parliament, for which I am deeply grateful..."

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Inside the hospital.

The ward’s door was pushed open, and Moses, who was already prepared for the surgery, was wheeled out of the room.

Everyone outside immediately stood up. Huangfu Jue also held Gan Tang’s hand as they walked over and, together with the doctors and nurses, pushed him towards the operating room.

While taking the elevator upstairs, the little one gently stretched out a small hand to hold the man’s cold fingers.

Seeing this small gesture from the little one, no one said anything, but their eyes flashed with a look of being moved.

Exiting the elevator, the hospital bed was pushed to the operating room door, where the nurse considerately stopped.

"Little Highness, you can’t go any further."

Gan Tang responded softly, but did not release Moses’ fingers. Instead, he looked up at the nurse, his big eyes flickering with hope.

"Nurse, can I say a few words to Uncle Moses?"

The nurse gently nodded, "Of course."

The little one leaned towards Moses’ ear, speaking softly like a whisper.

"Uncle Moses, you promised me we would play polo together. Be a man of your word, you must get better... Hang in there!"

He gently kissed the side of the man’s face, and the little one reluctantly let go of his small hand, stepping back as Huangfu Jue bent down and held him in his arms.

The doctors and nurses pushed Moses into the operating room, with Huangfu Jue holding Gan Tang while standing outside, watching the operating room door slowly close.

Watching Moses’ figure disappear before his eyes, the little one then turned his face, hugged his father’s neck, and gently pressed his face against the man’s.

"Daddy, I’m a little scared."

Raising a broad hand, gently stroking the little one’s soft hair, Huangfu Jue spoke softly.

"Daddy is just like you, this is very normal. We’re scared not because we’re timid, but because we’re worried about that person."

The little one nodded, tightening his arms to hold him tightly.

Nearby, the butler and Jessica stood silently on either side of the father and son.

Even though no one wanted to think about it, everyone understood.

This separation might be a farewell forever.

"When will Uncle Xiaoting be here?" the little one asked softly.

Huangfu Jue looked at his watch, "Over an hour more."

"Duke!" An aide walked over from a distance and handed him a phone, "Hospital call."

Knowing the results of the matching were out, Huangfu Jue hurriedly put Gan Tang down on the floor, with Jessica and the butler anxiously turning around to watch him take the call.

Bringing the phone to his ear, Huangfu Jue took a deep breath.

"Hello, this is Huangfu Jue!"

Holding the receiver, he pursed his lips as he listened to the voice on the other end.

The man who was always strategic and calm in the face of any major events, suddenly felt his heart racing, and his fingers holding the receiver involuntarily tightened.

This call could directly determine that man’s future.

One person’s life, perhaps, was not particularly significant to the previous Huangfu Jue.

However, now, this person’s life held great importance.