Chapter 164

Davis’s POV: The President lay on the hospital bed, his eyes tightly shut. His handsome face was still pale from the recent surgery. His right leg was encased in a thick cast, and an IV drip was attached to the back of his hand. The effects of the general anesthesia hadn’t worn off yet, and he would remain unconscious until tomorrow morning. Alicia and I stood by the doorway, while Harvey and Michael positioned themselves at the foot of the bed. Dr. Browne, clad in a white coat, stood beside the President’s bedside, instructing the on-duty nurse on post-operative care. After finishing his instructions, he turned to me. “Has Maxwell arrived yet?” I gave an awkward smile. “He should be here soon.” He snorted coldly. “His grandson’s leg is practically ruined, and he still doesn’t take it seriously.” I hurriedly explained, “Dr. Browne, you’ve misunderstood. The President has always kept his condition hidden from Mr. Robinson. Today’s incident was sudden. The moment he heard about it, he im