Chapter 361: 361: The Ruthless Kylan Taylor_1
Translator: 549690339
“Impossible, Ethan Smith would never harm Grandpa!” Emily Taylor said with determination.
“Heh, if he didn’t do it, then why is Dad lying in bed?” Kylan Taylor sneered.
“Big brother, let’s take Dad to the hospital first,” Hugh Taylor suggested.
“Right, let’s hurry and take Dad to the hospital!” Others also chimed in.
At this moment, Emily suddenly thought of something.
She looked at Ethan Smith and said, “Ethan, aren’t you skilled in medicine? Please...please save Grandpa.”
Ethan Smith sighed and said with some regret, “Emily, I’m sorry, but I...I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do.”
“Is it that you can’t, or you don’t want to?” Kylan Taylor sneered.
“Enough, let’s stop talking about this and get Dad to the hospital quickly,” Hugh Taylor said.
Kylan Taylor glanced at Ethan and said, “I’ll settle scores with you when I get back!”
Ethan remained silent. He wanted to go to the hospital too, but Kylan had refused.
Sitting on the sofa, Ethan’s face was somewhat somber.
He had never encountered a situation like that of Mike Taylor.
Even if it was the end of his life, there shouldn’t be no reaction at all.
He sat on the sofa, thinking rapidly, trying to find a way to save Mike Taylor’s life.
At this moment, doctors were trying to save Mike Taylor in the hospital.
Only half an hour later, the doctor walked out of the emergency room.
“Doctor, how is he?” Emily Taylor hurriedly asked.
The doctor took off his mask and shook his head, “Miss Taylor, I’m sorry. The vital signs of Mr. Taylor have already declined, and there’s nothing we can do.”
“How could this be! He was fine yesterday!” Emily suddenly felt devastated.
She had never imagined that one day Mike Taylor would leave her.
Standing in the hospital corridor, Emily seemed at a loss, tears streaming down her white cheeks like broken pearls.
“Doctor, how long does my father have left to live?” Hugh Taylor asked gravely.
The doctor sighed, “I’m afraid he won’t make it through today. You should...prepare for the funeral soon.”
Upon hearing this, Emily broke down completely.
Her vision went dark and she fainted.
That night.
Mike Taylor was brought back home.
“I don’t know if you’ve heard of the Resurrection Formation in Earth Fiend Valley,” Ethan said solemnly.
“Resurrection Formation?” Kylan seemed to find it familiar.
Ethan nodded, “Yes, a friend of mine was revived using that formation.”
“The only drawback is that it requires a new body.”
Kylan had indeed heard of the Resurrection Formation in Earth Fiend Valley, but he had been waiting for Mike Taylor to die for so long – how could he let Ethan revive him?
“Nonsense, I will never let you take my dad’s body away!” Kylan said coldly.
Ethan’s expression gradually turned cold as well.
He squinted and said, “Mr. Taylor, it seems that you don’t want Mike Taylor to be resurrected, right? If he comes back, your position as the head of the Taylor family will be in jeopardy, right?”
Kylan’s face suddenly changed, and he angrily retorted, “Nonsense! You’re talking rubbish!”
Ethan smirked, “Then why don’t you agree to let me use the Resurrection Formation to save Mike Taylor?”
Kylan snorted, “Because I don’t believe you, and I don’t believe in any damn Resurrection Formation!”
“Big brother, I have indeed heard of the Resurrection Formation,” Hugh Taylor said, frowning.
“Dad is already gone. We might as well let Ethan give it a try.”
“Yeah, maybe Ethan really has a way,” others chimed in as well.
Kylan’s brow furrowed deeply.
If he continued to refuse, it might indeed arouse suspicion.
Just as Kylan was at a loss, he suddenly thought of something.
Then, his face slowly relaxed.
He said indifferently, “Fine, I agree.”
Ethan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with hands clasped, “Thank you for trusting me, Mr. Taylor.”
Kylan didn’t linger and left the Taylor family’s Estate right away.
He returned to his own residence.
In his study, Kylan smoked a cigar, his military adviser standing beside him.
“Mr. Taylor, why did you agree to let Ethan try to revive Mike Taylor?” The military adviser asked, slightly puzzled.
Kylan snorted, “If I kept refusing, wouldn’t I be too obvious? Who would follow me then?”
The military adviser frowned, “But... if Mike Taylor is resurrected, your position as the family head will be delayed for who knows how many years.”
Kylan scoffed, “Let’s not even talk about whether or not he can revive my dad. Even if he does, so what?”
“The body, the appearance, even the voice will be changed.”
“How can he prove that a stranger is my dad?”