First-Class Lawyer

Chapter 193 Waiting

Jacques Bai was quietly arranged in an Ivy Hospital closest to the mountain pine forest. Apart from Mervyn Bai and Eunice's people, there were also several police officers.

The doctor in charge of him also received a treatment plan.

The police officers surrounded the old expert, begging him to rescue Jacques Bai as soon as possible, which would also help them handle the case.

However, the old expert was helpless. He spread his hands and said, "I can't do much anymore."

Because what should be done in the treatment plan, Jacques Bai has done everything on himself.The old experts can only help him tinker with the details.

"He was too harsh on himself, took too much medicine, and basically didn't consider the body's tolerance." The old expert sighed, "The hallucinations and genetic reversal caused memory confusion, and the possibility of worse is not ruled out. "

"That……"

"Look at today's situation."

As a result, in less than half a day, Jacques Bai's heart stopped beating three times, scaring everyone who was waiting.

Doctors and nurses ran back and forth, and finally lived in the emergency room.

·

At 10:7 am, Ivy [-] Hospital.

The long row of warning lights in the special operating room went out almost simultaneously.

The door of the automatic stretcher was slowly opened, and the old people who had not yet come out of anesthesia after the operation were lying on stretchers one after another, and were sent out safely along the track.

The doctors came out one after another and took off their masks with exhausted faces, but they did not forget to inform the waiting people that "everything is going well".

There was cheers outside the operating room.

Eunice rushed to her father's study immediately after receiving the news.

"dad--"

DeVo Ewes raised his pale eyes, raised his index finger to his lips, and beckoned her to wait.

He was leaning against the large desk, with an earbud on one ear, and playing with a chess piece in his hand.While listening to the report from the person on the other end of the communication, he quietly looked at the custom-made retro chessboard on the table.

I don't know what was said on the other side, he responded lightly, and asked: "When will you send it? Will you choose the right time?"

He listened for a while, and said "tsk", as if he was not very satisfied: "You have been with me for more than [-] years, why are you stupid than my son."

Eunice coughed silently.

DeVo Ewes glanced at her, smiled silently, and said over the comm, "Eunie's got a sore throat."

Eunice raised her eyebrows and mouthed, "Whose communication?"

"Two idiot assistants you hired for me," Ewes said.

"..."

Eunice and the people on the other side of the line started coughing.

Mr. Devo Ewes looked calm, and continued to tell the assistant: "Okay, can you tell the story? It's right to tell the story, one by one. Time..."

He paused for a while, then turned around and asked, "Youni, when is the trial date?"

Eunice was taken aback: "What trial?"

"The bobblehead case."

"It's been postponed." Eunice said, "It depends on the situation at the hospital, but it's probably coming soon."

DeVo Ewes nodded and said to the assistant: "Watch the court letter, when will the trial be held, and when will it be released."

On the other side of the communication, the two assistants discussed in a low voice, with some hesitation——

Other lawyers are conducting court trials, and we are doing trouble outside...isn't it good?It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, but they are all your own people, right?

But the assistant had just been criticized for looking like a fool, so he was a little timid, so he didn't dare to speak out.

Mr. Ewes is a senior old fox, and he can tell what they are thinking just by listening to them panting, "Worried about the lawyer?"

"Hmm..." The assistant only dared to say yes.

"Don't worry, we've talked about it a long time ago. The two of you are not worried, what are you trying to do?"

Devore Ewes cut off the communication and waved to Eunice: "Come in, what's the matter, in such a hurry?"

"Have you received the news from the 7th hospital?" Eunice came in with her high heels on tap.

"Got it." DeVo Eves nodded.

"Is this what you were talking about in the newsletter?" Eunice asked.

"That's not true." Ewes said, "Just now we were just discussing how to build up momentum before we deal with those two Manson boys. We want to provide a friendly entry point for those who are kept in the dark, so that They're big enough to digest that when the truth comes out."

"If that's the case..." Eunice said, "you must also pay attention not to give the Manson Brothers any room for change."

"Yeah, I had a brief chat with those two lawyers beforehand, and both of them thought it was the best time for the Bobblehead case to start. Because this case has a lot to do with the Manson Brothers, once it starts, it's time to go to court." It's not that easy to back off. Even if they get wind of it."

Eunice narrowed her eyes: "Didn't you always dislike chatting with juniors? When did you secretly connect with Gu Yan and the others?"

Mr. Ewes smiled: "Then you wronged me, did I show impatience when I was chatting with you?"

Eunice curled her lips: "That's different, I'm your own after all."

Ewes: "Oh? You can have a good chat with your own? Go and ask your brother if he agrees."

Eunice: "..."

Hmm...poor little fool.

She sympathized for two seconds, and then turned back to the topic: "By the way, Dad, I want to ask you, is it better to keep the news of the smooth operation of those old people inside, or to release it? I'm thinking about whether this matter will Made the Manson Brothers realize we had a cure?"

Ewes fiddled with the chess pieces, did not answer directly, but asked with a half-smile: "I have done so many things quietly but can't talk about it, and I still have to watch those two boys of Manson crawling on their heads all day long, showing off their power. What do you think?" Do you feel suffocated?"

"It's okay," Eunice said calmly.

Eves's smile deepened: "There is no need to think about it from the position of the head of the Ivy Group. Putting aside all the additional identities, just talk about yourself."

Eunice chuckled, and said firmly, "I'm suffocating."

Ewes nodded.

He straightened up, randomly picked a point on the chessboard, and threw the chess piece in his hand on it: "There are many people like you, why are my own people always so aggrieved? It's time to raise our profile."

Then, he winked at Eunice again: "Remember, the higher the profile, the better."

Eunice understood instantly, and said "Oh" in a dragged tone, "The more high-profile we announced that we cured those old people and mastered a complete treatment method, with the Manson brothers' crazy personality...the more they think we bluff."

"Smart girl." Ewes laughed.

·

Five minutes later, major websites released headlines such as "Ivy Hospital Turns the Tide", using the most high-profile and exaggerated way to describe how Ivy saved the dying victim.

The people are actually the most real. They are bystanders and have no conflicts of interest, so what they see at a glance is the direct result——

Was the old man who was the bobblehead victim dying?

Yes.

Is it alive now?

Yes.

Is it Haruto?

Yes.

Three sure answers are enough for them.

All of a sudden, the popularity of the Ivy Hospital skyrocketed, and the limelight that had been robbed by the infection treatment center came back, and the shareholders who stood in a row on the roof of the high-rise building also climbed down silently.

As for those who have interests involved, such as Manson, Cliff and his like, they have another way of thinking about these news.

They contacted the major media and websites immediately.

It turned out that they only knew what was said in the report. As for what treatment plan Ivy had used, how far the victims had recovered, whether they barely survived, or had hope of being cured...they didn't know.

Then they tried to inquire about the news inside Ivy,

Then it was discovered that Ivy 7 Hospital transferred those old people to private wards.

The private ward is located on the top floor of the inpatient department, with a separate elevator and a separate password. Except for some authorized medical staff and immediate family members, no one else can enter.

This operation reassured Manson, Cliff and the like instantly——

If those old people are really recovered and there is no serious problem, why don't you release them openly?Being so secretive means there must be something hidden.

The more people have a lot of twists and turns in their hearts, the less they will believe what they see at a glance.

They judged others by themselves, thinking that the Ivy Hospital probably didn't find a cure, but was just trying to hang those old people's lives, so they didn't dare to release them.

This can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone in another sense, and both Eunice and the old fox are very satisfied.

·

In the Ivy General Hospital, on the 6th floor of the Gene Building, the lights in the special operating room were on all night, but they remained on.

In the waiting room, Qiao put away the screen of the smartphone and said to Gu Yan: "The operation at Hospital No. 7 is over, and the three elderly people have been put on sterile covers. They need to be observed for a few more days, but the probability of another accident is not high. The other elderly people went more smoothly and were out of the dangerous period."

Gu Yan still looked at the door of the operating room, nodded and said, "That's good."

Compared with those old people, their side is more troublesome and takes a lot longer.

After all, Ke Jin has been ill for a long time, and the gene fragment in Yan Suizhi's body has been buried for nearly 30 years.

"Jacques White has been found, and those old people have settled down, which means today is a good day, right?"

"Ah."

"Ke Jin and the dean will definitely come out well." Qiao said, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "We are really good brothers, and we have to wait side by side for surgery."

Gu Yan moved the corner of his mouth.

He spoke little and showed few expressions.

During this long wait, it was always Joe who talked a few words from time to time to help him lift his spirits.But Qiao didn't care, because he knew what Gu Yan had gone through these days, and he also knew how long he hadn't closed his eyes.

This feeling, Joe understands it all too well.

Not far away, people from the nurse's station came and went, and they had changed twice.Elevators opened and closed, and cart after cart of instruments and various surgical tools were delivered.

Only the two of them sat in their original positions.

It's like a microcosm of all these years.

Six pm.

The warning light that had been on all day and all night blinked, and finally went off.

The heavy metal door opened silently, and Lin Yuan strode out, and before he could even open his mouth, he raised his hand and made a gesture.

Any Union citizen knows what this gesture means:

As expected, everything went well.

Joe flung himself back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling.

Gu Yan stood there stiffly, staring at Lin Yuan's hand for several seconds, then suddenly clenched his fingers and turned his face away.

This is the best time of the day for the sunset, and the warm golden light slanted in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, like the most gentle comfort.

Fortunately, this long wait was finally not disappointed.