Demons Beside You

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

“Mr. Tim, he"s gone in for almost two hours already.”

 “Mr. Tim, are you sure you want to watch a fraud disrespect Hoffman"s body?”

 By then, Tim Waltz was also becoming impatient. He was both worried and scared.

 What was happening?

 Was Hoffman dead or alive?

 Just as he was hesitating, the automatic door of the operating room opened.

 Tim Waltz saw Chen Zhao walk out. He immediately stormed forward and grabbed Chen Zhao"s shoulders. “How"s Hoffman?”

 At the moment, Chen Zhao was already very exhausted. His clothes were stained with blood.

 Chen Zhao pushed Tim"s hands away. Before he could even speak, Reidra said, “You better explain to Mr. Tim. Insulting a dead body is unforgivable, whether by law or by G.o.d.”

 Chen Zhao glanced at Reidra, not in the mood to argue with her.

 “He"s very weak now. He needs nutrient injections,” Chen Zhao said.

 “What?” Tim Waltz was still in a daze.

 “Your son is alive, but he"s very weak. Can you not understand English?”

 “You mean, my son is alive?!” Tim Waltz"s eyes were filled with disbelief.

 “Don"t you want to go in and see your son?”

 Reidra was even more incredulous. “It can"t be. Hoffman is dead for sure. He can"t be alive!”

 Tim Waltz charged into the operating room directly and saw Hoffman on the operating table. “Hoffman?!”

 “Dad…”

 “You"re alive, you"re alive! Great! It"s an amazing day! Thank G.o.d…”

 “Dad… To me… it"s not been an amazing day… Can, can you carry me away from this cold table? I don"t feel good…”

 　　…

 “Chen, well done.” Faur walked Chen Zhao to the exit.

 “Thank you for speaking for me just now.”

 “I wasn"t speaking for you. I just didn"t want a person to be murdered because of misjudgment.”

 Faur looked at Chen Zhao. “You look really tired. Can you still drive?”

 “Of course. I need to leave. See you.”

 “You sure you don"t need a ride?”

 “No.”

 Faur looked at Chen Zhao"s back. She inhaled a deep breath, shook her head and walked back into the hospital.

 Just then, Tim Waltz found Faur. “Dr. Faur, where"s that Asian?”

 “His name is Chen. He"s already left. Also, he doesn"t like people to call him Asian. He"s Chinese.”

 “Yes, may I ask where Dr. Chen is?”

 “He left.”

 “I want to thank him for saving Hoffman.”

 “He"s an illegal doctor with no medical license. If the Department of Health finds out that he performed a high-risk operation without a license, he"ll spend at least three years in jail.”

 “I can promise that he won"t be sued by anyone, including the government.”

 “I"ll help to convey your grat.i.tude to him, but please do not disturb his life. That will be the best way to thank him.”

 “But I would like to thank him personally.”

 “No, please don"t.”

 　　…

 “Mr. Tim, it"s just a coincidence.” Reidra still did not give up. She hoped Tim Waltz could trust her that Chen Zhao was a trickster.

 However, Tim Waltz ignored her completely.

 “Hoffman, how do you feel now?”

 “Somewhat better.” After receiving a bag of nutrient drip, Hoffman had recovered slightly. “Dad, the doctor just now asked me to exercise suitably.”

 “No, no way,” Reidra immediately screamed. “It"ll only increase your heart"s burden.”

 Tim Waltz was also rather reluctant. Hoffman had been weak since young precisely because he was diagnosed with ventricle malformation. n.o.body dared to let him exercise.

 However, someone had just told Hoffman to exercise slightly.

 If it was anyone else, Tim would curse the person directly.

 However, it was the person who had just saved Hoffman"s life. Tim Waltz began to hesitate.

 While Reidra had been arguing with Chen Zhao, her ability was undoubtedly excellent.

 Before Reidra became Hoffman"s personal doctor and health consultant, Tim Waltz had checked her background thoroughly.

 Reidra graduated from Stanford Medical School and was holding a master"s degree. She was an internist and had been an actual hospital doctor for three years.

 Later, she became the personal doctor and health consultant for many upper-cla.s.s people. Her medical skill was more than outstanding.

 “I"ll ask before deciding,” Tim Waltz said.

 After all, it would affect his son"s health or even life. Tim did not dare to make a hasty decision.

 　　…

 “Chen, are you home?”

 When Faur returned home, she realized that the RV was parked outside, but Chen Zhao was nowhere to be seen.

 The pets were all at home and dinner was also unprepared.

 They were all starving. When they saw Fali, they gathered around her at once.

 Fali took out all the pet food. When she went upstairs, she discovered that Chen Zhao was lying in bed.

 Fali walked forward and saw Chen Zhao sleeping.

 What did he do? Fali did not know why Chen Zhao was so exhausted and sleeping in the evening.

 Usually, even after Chen Zhao had just run a marathon, he would be lively and energetic at home.

 “Darling, it"s dinner time.”

 Chen Zhao opened his eyes slightly. “Fali, I"m not eating…”

 “Are you ill?” Fali took the thermometer. Chen Zhao did not have a fever.

 Nevertheless, she was still worried. “Faur, can you come here? I think Chen"s ill.”

 “Huh? When he left the hospital today, he indeed looked pale.”

 “He went to the hospital? Was he ill?”

 “No, he came to the hospital to see a patient. Also, he saved a patient who was already p.r.o.nounced dead. He completed an operation that four specialists and six a.s.sistants failed to. I think he"s just too tired.”

 Faur looked at the sleeping Chen Zhao, still distressed. “Faur, can you come here and check Chen?”

 Soon, Faur arrived. When she received Fali"s call just now, she thought that Chen Zhao"s condition was quite serious.

 However, after some examination, she realized that Chen Zhao was very healthy, maybe even a bit too healthy.

 “Fali, you let me worry for nothing. Chen"s absolutely fine.”

 “Really? Chen"s usually always very energetic. I don"t think I"ve ever seen him this tired before.”

 “It"s different. Usually he uses at most his physical strength, but he used too much brain during the surgery today. He"ll restore after the sleep.”

 “You sure he"s fine?”

 “Just rest a.s.sured. I"m leaving.”

 “Why don"t you sleep here tonight?”

 “No way!” Faur would burn in anger whenever she recalled that night.

 She had sworn that she would never, ever spend another night in their house.