Chapter 944
Earlier, in Henry’s ward.
The contents of the IV dripped slowly into the patient’s green veins.
Weston stood at the door and looked inside the ward. Then, he pushed the door open and walked in.
There was a nice wheelchair and a pair of crutches by the bedside table.
Henry was lying on the hospital bed. When he saw Weston walking in, his gaze followed him. “That’s rare. You’re so well-informed this time.”
Weston grabbed a chair and sat next to Henry’s bed. “You’ve misunderstood. I accompanied my wife to the hospital today. We heard from Zeta that you were here. What happened? Are you in sick again?”
The two men had never spoken nicely to each other.
Henry was used to Weston’s cold words and did not take them to heart. Indifferently, he spoke, “Don’t worry. I’m not dead yet. Accompany your wife and leave me alone.”
Weston laughed and picked up a financial magazine. “It’s been so many years. You should get back on your feet. Don’t be a cripple.”
“Don’t worry about my business.”

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