Chapter 391 Go to Hell

The bodyguards Jack left with me looked after me for 24 hours on rotation. They practically slept in the hospital. He even hired a male nurse who came to care for me. Bernard Hopkins looked like he was in his 50s, but he was a retired soldier. He said he was here to care for me, but in reality, he was here to protect me. Even so, I played along with it. Bernard brought me in a wheelchair for my medical examinations. When we reached the elevator doors, a lady in her 20s walked toward us. "Sir, is the internal medicine department here?" Bernard turned and pointed to his left. "Head down there. Then…" Before he could finish, the lady took a small bottle from her bag and splashed it at me. Bernard reacted quickly. He grabbed my wheelchair, quickly pulled it back a few yards, and dodged the person's attack. There was an unknown liquid on the ground. Everyone staggered backward. The lady looked fiercely at me. "Homewreckers like you don't deserve to live! Why aren't you dead yet?