Chapter 468 - A Girl (1)

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Ferne stayed in the hospital for a week. Apart from not being able to laugh or sit, he recovered quite well. Noah did not come back the next day after that night when he accompanied him when sleeping.

Ferne couldn't help but wonder if he was too coquettish the night before. Otherwise, why would Noah suddenly turn a blind eye to him? There was no text message or phone call as if he had disappeared from the world.

The course of Merinda wasn't smooth either. "Joe" could not find Merinda according to the address. He only found a person who looked like Merinda.

Branden's case was settled, but the answer that Noah and Christy had been searching for was still fruitless. Merinda, who had escaped, was the answer they were looking for.

Ferne was injured and couldn't do anything. He could only contact the police every day to see if there was any progress. Then, he could just wait on the hospital bed for news.

Branden's case immediately went to court. Nikhil, Leon, Jamie, and Branden, formed an industrial chain. Jamie only wanted to find a girl similar to Winnie and was responsible for handling the corpses. The abbot of GY Temple started the rest of the search business and developed into a large group. Merinda was the leader, and Nikhil was also involved as Leon's brother. However, he did not like girls. He only loved fair boys. Thus, a business chain of making money was formed.

As the big boss, Branden only had to pay. The people below used the money to expand their business, kidnap and sell boys and girls, and then through the GY Temple to fixed places...

When Ferne got the confession, his hands and feet were trembling, and he wished he could smash these bastards to death with a single punch!

The door to the ward was opened. Ferne saw Randy carrying a packing box in. He put the packing box on the table as soon as he came in and said, "Your roasted pork."

"Thank you." Ferne hurriedly took his chopsticks. "I've been so long for the roasted pork."

Randy replied briefly. He looked down with something on his mind, "I have something to do. I'll go first."

"Hey, wait a moment," Ferne's roasted meat almost reached his mouth. Seeing Randy like this, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I have something to do. I'll go first." Randy waved his hand and left.

If it was as usual, seeing Ferne like a starving ghost, not to mention taking his funny photos as a threat, he would at least say a few sarcastic words to gain the upper hand. However, Randy was so dispirited. There must be something on his mind.

Moreover, he had been to the hospital very frequently recently. If Collin hadn't mentioned it, Ferne wouldn't have known that Randy had been to the hospital almost every day recently.

Randy's injury was only a scratch. Lord was discharged from the hospital a week ago. Apart from Ferne who was hospitalized by himself, he couldn't find anyone related to Randy. Of course, if Randy went to the hospital every day for him, it would be fine. But Randy clearly didn't come to see him. Today, Ferne even asked for this roasted meat.

'Weird.'

Ferne took a bite of the roasted meat.

'Weird. ... God, it's delicious.'

Randy had been to all the hospitals recently. He showed Carl's CT report and various blood tests to the experts. He also sent a copy of his foreign friend, asking him to help find experts to see if there was a cure.

Fortunately, it was in the middle stage, but Carl hid it from everyone in the family and didn't listen to the doctor's advice to go to the hospital for targeted treatment. When Randy returned home, he drove Carl to the hospital with his eyes red and didn't say anything. The shadow on the CT list was twice as big as when he came to the hospital last time.

Lung replacement surgery didn't work for lung cancer. He could only take medicine or chemotherapy, whose pain could be imagined.

"Your game..."

Before Carl could finish his question, he was interrupted by Randy's roar, "What game!? What game are you talking about with me now!? Do you want to ask me whether your life is more important than the game!? Alright, I'll answer you now, it's you! You're more important than the game!"

He looked up and forced back his tears, "I'm unfilial, but grandpa, you can't punish me like this, you can't do this..."

Carl was sitting on the hospital bed. In fact, it was very difficult for him to catch his breath, and his body gradually lost its strength. In the past, he would go wherever he wanted to, but now, he needed the assistant's support to get up if he wanted to go somewhere.

"Life and death are both normal," Carl sighed. "I don't want to die in the hospital. It's too cold here."

"Grandfather, you'll be fine," Randy grabbed Carl's hand. "Trust me, I will find a better doctor. They can cure you, they can cure you."

"Randy, let me go home. I just want to spend the rest of my days happily with my friends. I don't want to stay here." Carl said to him in a pleading tone.

Randy's parents just found out about this matter. They were anxiously discussing the treatment plan in the office with the doctors. However, Randy walked in with his face clouded. He said, "No need."

"What?"

"We'll give up the treatment." Randy forced a smile, but the smile was even uglier than crying, and tears fell down his cheeks. "Grandpa said he wanted to go home, and he didn't want to be in the hospital. So, we don't need to treat him anymore. Let's go home, okay?"

"You're crazy! How can you let him make the decision? We're discussing this with the doctor. It can be cured. You go to the ward to accompany him. The elders tend to overthink. Tell him that this illness is not as difficult to cure as he thinks..."

"Yes, Randy, you go back and accompany him. We are here. Don't worry, if there is no cure in the country, we will take him abroad. He will be cured..."

"Dad, Mom, there's no cure." Randy said again, "Grandpa said that he doesn't like to be in the hospital. He wants to die with dignity, not in the cold hospital."

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" His father rushed over angrily and was about to beat him up, but his mother pulled him back, and the doctors and the director also came to persuade him.

His mother managed to say to Randy, who was standing at the door. "Randy, what are you talking about? Don't say such words now!"