"No!" Bruce Weinstein blurted out subconsciously: "You must not call 911. If you call 911, I will be finished and so will you!"

Bruce Weinstein knows very well that he is the warden of a federal prison after all, and he is also a member of the Rothschild family. If he causes such a big scandal here tonight, he will be criticized by the outside world and the Rothschild family. If he knew it, his future would be completely ruined.

People will never allow a man who nearly blew himself up while trying to have a double affair to continue serving as the warden of a federal prison.

And the Rothschild family will definitely no longer trust and reuse themselves, and will definitely abandon themselves.

After thinking about it, he could only endure the severe pain and said: "Go...go to my pocket...get my mobile phone, I want to make a call...find someone to help..."

"Okay..." Camilla relaxed a little when she heard that he wanted to find someone for help, and quickly went to get his phone back.

At this time, the person Bruce Weinstein thought of for help was not the Ye Chen he had just met today, but a friend of his who was an attending physician at a nearby hospital.

As soon as the call was connected, he asked impatiently: "Mark, where are you?!"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "I'm on duty at the hospital, what's wrong?"

Bruce Weinstein said quickly: "I am in a very serious situation now, and you may be the only one who can save my life!"

Mark asked in surprise: "Bruce, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Bruce Weinstein choked up: "It's much more serious than being injured. You are the only one who can save my life now..."

Mark realized the seriousness of the problem and said quickly: "Where are you? I'll go find you now!"

Bruce Weinstein knows that although Mark is the attending physician, in his current situation, he is alone and unable to carry a lot of professional equipment. I am afraid he will be helpless, so the best and safest way now is to Go to the hospital to find him yourself.

So, he warned: "Mark, listen to me carefully. I need you to prepare a completely private treatment room now. You must not let a second doctor besides you come into contact with me. You Prepare now, I will rush over to find you now!"

Mark quickly asked: "Then tell me the general situation first, so that I can make targeted preparations to avoid wasting time!"

Bruce Weinstein struggled for a moment, but finally plucked up the courage to say, "It's my little brother... He... He's at least two or three times bigger than usual, maybe... I feel like he's about to die..."

"Holyshit!" Mark asked subconsciously: "Did you take any medicine randomly?"

"I didn't..." Bruce Weinstein blurted out: "I didn't eat anything, and it suddenly seemed to be possessed. I feel like it is like a balloon that has been inflated to the extreme. Maybe it will blow up at some point. exploded!"

"Shit!" Mark cursed and said hurriedly: "Come to the hospital quickly and I'll prepare the clinic. If it's two or three times bigger like you said, it might be necrotic! You must do it as soon as possible, the sooner. The better!�

Bruce Weinstein was also so frightened that he trembled all over and blurted out: "I...I'll go over right now!"

After that, he threw the phone aside, looked at Camilla and the other girl, and blurted out: "Quick, help me get dressed and drive me to Manhattan Hospital!"

Camilla subconsciously said: "Warden, you... your current situation, I'm afraid you can't put on pants..."

Bruce Weinstein looked down, feeling desperate. JrNovels.com