With the posture in front of me, it was impossible to put on pants, unless I directly bought a pair of overalls.

Camilla suddenly had an idea and said quickly: "Warden, how about I get you a bathrobe!"

"Okay!" Bruce Weinstein agreed without hesitation and blurted out: "Go and get it for me!"

A few minutes later, two Miss Worlds wearing sunglasses and masks, one on the left and one on the right, struggled to support Bruce Weinstein, who was hastily wrapped in a bathrobe, and the three of them hurriedly walked out of the room.

Bruce Weinstein's severe pain at the moment had no relief, and he had to walk, so every time he opened his legs, he would feel unprecedented torture, as if countless needles were desperately piercing him.

But he also knew very well that in this situation, no matter how painful it was, he had to endure it, and he must not be pretentious. Otherwise, he would most likely faint here due to the continuous severe pain. If he lost consciousness, these two women would Try not to take responsibility or anger Gustavo, and you will definitely call 911 to find emergency personnel as soon as possible. In that case, even if you barely save your dog's life, you will have no shame in staying in the United States in the future.

At this moment, Bruce Weinstein burst out with unprecedented strong willpower, endured the severe pain, and came to the underground garage with the two Miss Worlds.

Camila got into Bruce Weinstein's car and drove to Manhattan Hospital under his direction.

Ten minutes later, the car finally stopped at the entrance of Manhattan Hospital, and Bruce Weinstein's good friend Mark was already ready and waiting at the door pushing a wheelchair alone.

Seeing Bruce Weinstein's car approaching, he hurriedly pushed his wheelchair and ran over to open the door.

At this moment, Bruce Weinstein was curled up on the passenger seat, twitching violently in pain and retching. Mark didn't expect the situation to be so serious, so he quickly took him out of the passenger seat.

He saw the outline of Bruce Weinstein through the bathrobe, and was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously asked: "Bruce, are you sure this is not a prank?"

Bruce Weinstein broke down and shouted: "Mark, today is not April Fools' Day, and I am not in the mood to play a prank on you on my little brother. For the love of God, can you take me to the hospital quickly?" Find a treatment room to treat me?�

Mark came back to his senses and said quickly: "Bruce, I didn't mean that, I just think... I just think this is too scary..."

As he said that, he quickly pushed the wheelchair and ran towards the inside of the hospital.

Three minutes later, when Mark actually saw Bruce Weinstein's affected area, he felt as if he had seen a ghost and muttered: "This... this is impossible to save..."

Bruce Weinstein blurted out: "Did you fucking protect it? You said you couldn't protect it, but you did!"

Mark shook his head helplessly, and quickly took out the instrument to measure his blood pressure. Looking at the strangely high value, he couldn't help but said: "With such high blood pressure, you have secretly installed a pump somewhere in your body." , did you send all the blood there?"

Bruce Weinstein said angrily: "I'm not here to listen to your talk show Mark! Do something!"

Mark wiped his cold sweat, took out some prepared injections, and said, "I'll inject you with some relief drugs first to see if they have any effect. I'll do an angiogram on you later to see if there are any parts of the body where blood clots have formed." .�

With that said, he opened the injection pillow and asked Bruce Weinstein tentatively: "Can you bear the injection?"

Bruce Weinstein kicked his feet hard on the ground and said hurriedly: "Every second is an injection, so hurry up!"

Mark nodded and quickly injected him with a few potions. Unexpectedly, Bruce Weinstein's whole body was so painful that his veins popped out, as if an alien would burst out of his stomach in the next second.

Mark quickly asked him: "Bruce, how do you feel?" JrNovels.com