His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0184

Yaser had just been transferred from the emergency room to a normal ward in Central Woolpackton

Hospital. He was breathing stably. His face has regained quite some color.

The anesthesia had not worn off yet, so he slept soundly.

“You guys came in time.” The middle-aged doctor in charge of resuscitating Yaser came out sweating

and looking worried.

“The patient has suffered a lot of internal damage and bleeding. If he had come any later, his injuries

would be

much worse, and he’d be in much more danger.”

Tears welled up in Coral’s eyes. She choked up and said, “Doctor, is my boyfriend alright? When will he

come

around?”

“Oh, he has a good physical state. We rescued him in time and stopped the bleeding already.” The

doctor pondered for a while and said, “If all is well, he’ll be discharged within two to three days, though

he can’t do extreme sports. If he can afford it, he could still continue staying here recuperating.”

Coral looked at Yaser, who was sound asleep. She finally let out a sigh of relief before looking at her

friends

guiltily.

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While Yaser fought off those thugs, they suffered some light injuries. They had put on some medicine

and taken some painkillers. They sat around Yaser’s bed, looking at each other and at Alexander.

They were on the eighth floor of the building. Alexander was standing by the window with his hands

behind his back. He looked at the square in front of the hospital with a narrowed gaze.

“A-Alex.” Coral carefully walked over to Alexander. She said softly. “Thank you for saving Yaser. I…”

A suddenly loud car honk interrupted Coral mid-speech.

Four cars came speeding over, honking all the way, disrupting the peace in the hospital. They drove

and crashed into the main gates of the hospital.

About 20 men in black, Jason, Byron, and a young man whose nose was covered in bandages, came

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out of the car. Some had iron bars in their hands while others had knives. They walked into the hospital

with a

murderous gaze.

The young man with the broken nose was the heir to the Youphoria Nightclub, the son of

Woolpackton’s underground boss, Tommy Lind. His nickname was The Prince.

“H-Hold right there.” Two security guards were horrified to see The Prince leading a group of men over,

especially when they noticed their weapons. They braced themselves and walked over. They smiled

fawningly, “Guys, you’re at the hospital…”

A hard and fast slap landed right on the security guard.

Jason moved his wrist and pointed at The Prince. He sneered at the security guards. “You lapdogs.

How dare you block our way? Open your eyes and have a good look at who this person is!”

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me, no matter how strong that man is, he’d still have to kneel and beg for forgivenesor

Cousin?

Byron’s eyes brightened and glearned excitedly.

That man might be strong, but Jesort’s cousin was the heir to the Youchora Nightclub, the famous

Prince.

“Brot” Jason took his phone out and dialed his cousin’s number. “Someone got to me. He drove a

Porschel He even kicked Byron and sent him tying! We’re no match!

The Prince was silent for a while before saying “Where is he?

“Well Taken aback, Jason then said with gritted teeth, I’m guessing he’s most likely heading to the

hospital Byron had hurt one of his people. Intermal bleeding. They’ll surely head to the foscital

“Okay, The Prince said silently. His voice was as cold and sharp as a blade. I don’t care which hospital

they have gone to; I find out where they are in less than 3 minutes. I don’t care who they are. The

consequences for offending the Lind family will only be deatS

Chapter 0184

Yaser had just been transferred from the emergency room to a normal ward in Central Woolpackton

Hospital.

He was breathing stably. His face has regained quite some color.

The anesthesia had not worn off yet, so he slept soundly.

“You guys came in time.” The middle-aged doctor in charge of resuscitating Yaser came out sweating

and



looking worried.

“The patient has suffered a lot of internal damage and bleeding. If he had come any later, his injuries

would be

much worse, and he’d be in much more danger.”

Tears welled up in Coral’s eyes. She choked up and said, “Doctor, is my boyfriend alright? When will he

come

around?”

“Oh, he has a good physical state. We rescued him in time and stopped the bleeding already.” The

doctor

pondered for a while and said, “If all is well, he’ll be discharged within two to three days, though he

can’t do

extreme sports. If he can afford it, he could still continue staying here recuperating.”

Coral looked at Yaser, who was sound asleep. She finally let out a sigh of relief before looking at her

friends

guiltily.

While Yaser fought off those thugs, they suffered some light injuries. They had put on some medicine

and

taken some painkillers. They sat around Yaser’s bed, looking at each other and at Alexander.

They were on the eighth floor of the building. Alexander was standing by the window with his hands

behind



his back. He looked at the square in front of the hospital with a narrowed gaze.

“A-Alex.” Coral carefully walked over to Alexander. She said softly, “Thank you for saving Yaser. I…”

A suddenly loud car honk interrupted Coral mid-speech.

Four cars came speeding over, honking all the way, disrupting the peace in the hospital. They drove

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and

crashed into the main gates of the hospital.

About 20 men in black, Jason, Byron, and a young man whose nose was covered in bandages, came

out of the car. Some had iron bars in their hands while others had knives. They walked into the hospital

with a murderous gaze.

The young man with the broken nose was the heir to the Youphoria Nightclub, the son of

Woolpackton’s underground boss, Tommy Lind. His nickname was The Prince.

“H-Hold right there.” Two security guards were horrified to see The Prince leading a group of men over,

especially when they noticed their weapons. They braced themselves and walked over. They smiled

fawningly,

“Guys, you’re at the hospital…”

A hard and fast slap landed right on the security guard.

Jason moved his wrist and pointed at The Prince. He sneered at the security guards. “You lapdogs.

How dare

you block our way? Open your eyes and have a good look at who this person is!”

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The security guard who had been slapped stumbled backward. He looked at The Prince and was

frightened

half to death. “Y-You’re The Prince?”

The Prince expressionlessly demanded, “Since you know it’s me, why are you still standing in the way?

Slap

yourselves.”

“I’m sorry!” The security guards were almost in tears. They slapped themselves and whimpered.

“Please have

mercy on us. We were blind to not see you! Please. We’re just security guards. We didn’t mean to

offend you!”

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