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Nara angrily kicked ************** Dylan.

She is a pretty rough girl!

If he was hit by his kick, he would definitely be finished and lose his mass.

For sure it wouldn't happen, Dylan was clearly stronger than him. He only slightly raised his leg and blocked the kick.

"Now you have two choices. First please ask me to save your grandfather and help you treat your illness. The second kicked me out. Then, after ten days or half a month, your grandfather will not be saved. Two years later, you'll turn into a man." Dylan said confidently.

"How dare you threaten me!" Nara desperately wanted to kill him, but what Dylan said made sense, so she tried hard to control her anger. He said with a slight look up, "Well, I can let you take care of grandfather, but if you can't cure him, you'll die!"

"Can't you be better with me? What if I heal your grandfather? Then we might have to live together for the rest of our lives. Wouldn't your attitude force me to divorce you in the future?" Dylan said helplessly.

Nara stunned. He was completely cornered by this bastard and could not answer with him well in self-defense.

"Come, come with me to Grandpa's ward!" Nara diverted the conversation.

"Wait, you haven't agreed to my request yet! Only if you are willing to marry me will I go and save your grandfather!" Dylan shook his head and said.

"okay! I promise to marry you!" Nara gritted her teeth and said with resignation.

"It's a good step if you agree to marry me early!" Dylan nodded with a smile.

Nara did not respond to Dylan's remarks anymore.

****

The intensive care ward is located on the 12th floor. Today, there were many people in civilian clothes and armed police guarding each entrance. The soldiers in uniforms and special police weapons were all expressionless.

In addition to those guards, many people were also standing outside the ward. Half of them were Karta's relatives and friends, while the other half were important businessmen in King's City. Basically, they are some people who have a level of wealth that cannot be underestimated.

Through the window of the ward, the dying patient, Karta Wijaya, Pak Karta, was treated with various kinds of hoses throughout his body. The old man's face looked pale and his body was already shrouded in death aura. If he was not treated in time, he would not be able to live for more than a week.

The door of the VIP ward was pushed open from the outside. Nara, Dylan, and the dean, Lewis brought a group of experts and rushed in hurriedly.

A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses inevitably frowned and asked when he saw a group of people enter. His tone was rather impatient.

"Director Lewis, have you found a solution yet?"

"Director Sam, Dr. Wang has found a solution, he will cure Pak Karta," Lewis said, stunned for a moment. Then he carefully said.

Before he could finish, Dylan waved at Director Sam and said, "Hello, Director Sam."

When Director Sam sees "Dr. Wang" who was in a mess, he frowned even more.

"Is this Dr. The money you're talking about?" Ask Director Sam.

"Yes, he's Dylan, the intern at our hospital." Lewis's face looked awkward, but he did not dare not to answer. He can only tell the truth.

"What,? An internship?!" Director Sam was furious.

The other person who was waiting for the news also tried to persuade him, "Director Sam, we can't let him do anything stupid!"

"Yes, the identity of Pak Karta cannot be underestimated. We can't let interns handle it. If anything happens to him, I'm afraid none of us can afford to be responsible,!"

"Hows it? Did you see him? Although these people were waiting here, they seemed to be worried about the safety of the Pact of Karta. But actually, what they were most worried about was not the safety of the head of the Karta Pact, but the fear of taking responsibility!"

"Are you going to let them decide the safety of the old man?" Dylan glanced at all of them with disdain. He said to Nara.

As soon as Dylan said this, the ward completely became silent.

"You talk too much nonsense. I brought you here, I naturally agreed to let you save my grandfather! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Will you die if you don't offend others?"

"Do you not want me to offend others? You're starting to care about me! I'm so happy!" Dylan laughing.

Nara's face turned red and she didn't say anything. He knew that he would not win arguing with such a person!

Lewis was furious and clenched his hand. He really did not know where that strange apprentice came from. Is he really an intern? It had only been a few minutes and he had offended everyone that he himself did not dare to,!

Didn't he know that offending his seniors and superiors in the hospital was a very scary thing? Where did he get his guts?

Director Sam was a little surprised. Is this Dylan really stupid or does he have a background to rely on?

However, as the young lady from the Wijaya Family had agreed, the experts were silenced by Dylan's words. Of course, no one will say anything else. Everything made way for Dylan to enter.

Nara naturally followed him as well.

Lewis and Dr. Mardi who had been behind Dylan hesitated for a moment, but before long they also followed him.

After entering the intensive care ward, Dylan stepped forward and began to feel the pulse of Pak Karta. At first, his expression was still a bit solemn, but as time passed, his expression gradually relaxed.

"Please help Mr. Karta turn around and let him lie on the bed!" Suddenly, he said to the two young nurses who were in charge of taking care of Pak Karta.

"Reverse Pak Karta and lie down?"

The young nurse was dumbfounded. He looked at the hospital director, Lewis, in confusion.

Dylan waited a moment. Seeing that the young nurse did not move, he went and opened the blanket on the body of Pak Karta. He's ready to do it himself.

"Wait a minute!" Dr.'s Voice. Mardi suddenly sounded.

"Internship. You are too impatient! Pak Karta had a heart attack. Do you know what would happen if you did it rashly?"

"Dr. Mardi. Of course I know Mr. Karta had a heart attack. I also knew that the free fatty acids in his body were dropping rapidly. There was currently only one blood vessel that was not blocked, yet his back had been pressed for too long."

"After the back is better and blood normally flows to the heart, it will completely open the last blood vessel that is still blocked. What do you think is gonna happen? I'm letting you in because you're a master of the brain. If you don't follow the rules and say nonsense here, I think you'd better get out. Don't embarrass yourself here! " Dylan frowned. He turned and looked at Dr. Mardi.

"I'm Doctor Pak Karta now. I have to consider everything for patient safety. I'm not considering your solution! The situation of the Pact of Karta is very dangerous now. His life will be in danger at any time. If I don't do it right away, he'll probably have another heart attack in ten minutes. Do you not understand either?"

Dr. Mardi felt his pride had collapsed. No one would dare to use the life of the Pact of Karta to try.

"If you don't dare to act, then don't hinder here. I really don't know how you became a doctor. You don't meet that qualification at all." Dylan added.

Dr. Mardi felt his heart pounding, he felt like he was going to have a heart attack . He has been a doctor for 25 years. It wasn't easy for him to be the head of the brain department at the Healthy Hospital. People would greet him as he walked to every corner of the country. However, he had never been insulted like this. Moreover, he was an apprentice whose true experience was no more likely to be good than him!

"Buck, just wait!" Mardi's grousers in his heart.

Although he was angry, Dr. Mardi could not find the words to refute him.

"But Pak Karta's body is very weak now. If he's face down, it could make his condition worse." Director Lewis saw this, he had his doubts from another angle.

"really? With me here, there's no way she's getting any worse." Dylan curled his lips.

"Director Lewis, if we do what you say and don't follow what Dr says. Wang, are you sure you can save my grandfather?" Nara could not help but say.

Lewis' expression turned awkward. He lost his confidence.

"Pak Karta's head will be brain dead in ten minutes. No, in six minutes, will anything stop him?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the faces of everyone around.