Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 332

Chapter 332 Lyra, I Will Give You Another Chance

Jasper calmed down a little and muttered, "Could it be that Lyra was the one who exposed Lachlan's affair?" "That's possible." Hank nodded with a cold expression, but his tone was slightly relaxed. "You should work hard and chase Lyra back. The two of you are really a match made in heaven. Other than her, there really isn't a second person who knows you so well."

Although Alma had been staying by Hank's side all these years, she did not understand Hank at all and could not blend into Hank's circle at all.

But Lyra was different. She could even see through all his disguise. Hank's eyes suddenly darkened. "I also want to. I'm afraid there is no chance."

As the two of them were talking, there were footsteps outside. Jasper immediately got up. The door was pushed open and Huaien appeared at the door. "Hello, Second Uncle." Jasper nodded and greeted him. Huaien looked at Hank on the bed and sighed, "He hasn't woken up yet?" "Yes, the doctor said..." Seeing Huaien's painful look, Jasper really couldn't bear to hide it from him. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Alma ran in crying. "What should we do? The doctor said he was going to give Hank a craniotomy!" Jasper's heart skipped a beat.

A craniotomy?

Wouldn't that be too much?

He had never talked to the hospital about this 'treatment plan'. If Hank really went on the operation table and... The consequences would be unpredictable. All of a sudden, Jasper was so stunned that he didn't know what to do. Huaien also revealed a look of surprise. He silently sized up Jasper. Seeing that he was indeed worried, he retracted his gaze. "The doctor must have made such a decision after careful consideration. We must trust them and arrange the operation as soon as possible. As long as it is good for Hank, we must try it."

"No, I don't agree!" "The doctor also told me that if the operation fails, he may not wake up!" Alma shouted directly. Wouldn't she be a widow? There was a commotion in the ward, and the director of the hospital was also alerted. "I understand how you feel, but this is the best treatment plan at the moment. There is indeed a risk, but if it continues to drag on, the patient may be lying on the hospital bed for the rest of his life."

Alma's tears kept flowing down. "Then, what if he can't get off the operating table?" She covered her face and cried non-stop. In the end, it was Huaien who made the decision. "Let's do the surgery." Three hours later, Hank was pushed into the operating room. On the other side of the operating room, Lyra changed into a protective suit and walked in.

In fact, the hospital had already been informed by Jasper that all the treatment plans were just a show for everyone to see. Lyra had just used Zongxing's relationship to take advantage of a loophole. It made the hospital think that this operation was inspired by Hank. At this time, she walked into the operating room alone. After the other nurses were done disinfecting, she took a syringe and walked to the side of the operating table. "Mr. Barnwell, I'll give you the injection now." Through the mask, her voice changed a little. When Hank recognized her, his arm had already been injected. "Why are you here?" he asked as he grabbed Lyra's wrist. "Shouldn't you be asking what I injected into you?" she asked with a smile. Hank frowned. "It's the kind of psychoactive drug that Zhang Min injected me with, but because it's still in the clinical trial stage, I'm not sure what kind of reaction the dosage will produce." "Do you want me to help you call Alma and the others in?" Lyra struggled to break away from his hand. "No need," Hank said as he lay back down.

He was still careless and ignored Lyra. "You are not worried at all. If the plan fails and you really get a craniotomy, you won't even..." Lyra frowned. "It's a relief for me to die in your hands." When he finished speaking, Lyra's heart skipped a beat. Her brows slowly furrowed, and the words she had prepared choked in her throat. She could not say anything. "No one can do it except you." His deep voice made this sentence particularly affectionate.

Lyra held her palm with her nails to keep herself awake. She gritted her teeth and turned back to look at the man lying on the operating table. "I recorded everything I just said. If I send this recording to Lachlan, guess how interesting it will be. One of the reasons why you spend so much effort is to separate from Alma, right?" "Yes."

Hank closed his eyes and answered without hesitation, "Your conditions?"

"I will help you find out the Barnwell group's commercial spy, and you must promise to give the Jones family three contracts." Lyra stared at him and said firmly. "Just like that?" He suddenly smiled. That smile, coupled with his incomparably handsome face, actually made her heart ripple.

"Lyra, your appetite is a bit small. Next time, there might not be such a good opportunity." Did he know she would come?

He turned his head and his eyes seemed to be able to see through Lyra's soul.

"I'll give you another chance."

Lyra looked at him. The blue sheets and white walls behind him made his face even paler.

He suddenly frowned and fell back. Lyra didn't think much of it at first, but he hadn't moved for a long time and maintained a posture. "Hank, stop pretending." She only injected him with nutrient fluids. It wouldn't cause any fainting or any other negative reactions.

She was just trying to trick him. But no matter how much she shouted, Hank did not respond. "Stop acting. I can see it." Lyra pulled and pulled. However, Hank seemed to have completely fallen into a deep coma. There was no reaction at all.

Lyra's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You..."

Her heart was also beating faster and faster. "I'll call Jasper right away. You must hold on." She began to search for her phone. Because her hands were too trembling, it was difficult for her to even enter the password. The more anxious she was, the more she made a mistake. In a panic, her phone slipped to the ground. Lyra was busy picking it up when a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her from behind. The next second, she fell into his arms. "Are you so afraid of my death?"