Chapter 199
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Occasionally, police would come to Bertha's room. They kindly asked her if she wanted to have a late-night snack. They could help her order delicious food from a nearby five-star hotel.
The only bad thing: because of the control request, her cell phone was confiscated by the police.
Bertha was lying on the small bed, she was bored, thinking over everything that had happened that day.
While in the bar, she also noticed that Archie was nowhere to be seen, but since Derek had let Liam follow him, there was no big deal with him.
But, what happened tonight was so strange, she remembered she met a man basically like Archie described. If that person wanted to do something, besides throwing acid, he would do more, right?
Or, because Derek suddenly appeared with his subordinates, did he temporarily interrupt the plan?
What is the next step that the other side will take?
She thought, then fell asleep.
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Tomorrow morning.
After Derek woke up in the hospital, he discovered that there was no one else in the hospital room except him.
The space is extremely deserted and lonely.
Bertha certainly didn't come.
Feeling bitter, he pulled the needle out of his hand and got off the bed. As soon as he opened the hospital room door, he saw Tommy in the corner of the hallway secretly taking someone's phone call.
'What, Mistress is in the police department? Not last night Mr. Is Bruno there too? How could he stand by and watch the police lead her away? Okay, I know, I won't tell Mr. Derek knows."
Before Tommy could even hang up, his phone was taken by someone.
Derek frowned tightly. He glared at Tommy angrily, his dark eyes filled with cold air. 'You said just now, that Bertha was taken to the police station last night, right?"
Tommy didn't say a word.
Tyrone from the police department called Tommy and said he should hide this from Derek first so he could recover from his injuries, but Derek found out on the spot.
"Mr. Derek, don't worry, there are three young masters here. She will not suffer. I guess around noon, the police will make a report and then they will release her immediately."
How can Derek rest assured?
She spent the night at the police station. It was so cold there that she basically couldn't sleep well.
He turned around to go downstairs, but Tommy stopped him.
"Mr. Derek, you can't leave the hospital yet. The doctor said that this time you were splashed with pure concentrated sulfur. They need tests, you have to stay in the hospital to be monitored by a doctor."
Derek doesn't care about that.
He had just walked a few steps when suddenly the blood in his chest rushed up, and his throat was very uncomfortable.
He covered his mouth and coughed twice, a bright red blood stain on his hand, his white lips also had a small stain of blood.
Tommy saw Derek vomiting blood, his eyes opened wide, and he quickly helped Derek back to the hospital room. Tommy turned around and wanted to find a doctor.
Derek stops him. 'I'm fine, you don't have to be so surprised."
'You vomited blood. This is not a small matter. I have to find a doctor so he can check your body."
Derek held him back, speaking emphatically. 'I'm fine, it's not like I vomited blood. Just now, I was so worried that I accidentally bit my tongue. There was no need to tell Bertha about this. She still has a lot of unresolved issues, so don't burden her anymore."
"Really? Did you just bite the tip of your tongue?"
Tommy didn't believe it.
Derek nodded, his expression unchanged. Derek saw Tommy waver, and he continued. 'I'm a little hungry, can you bring me a bowl of shredded chicken porridge?"
'There must be chicken porridge in the hospital cafeteria. I will ask the nurse to bring you food."
Tommy wanted to press the bell at the head of the bed but he was stopped by Derek. 'I don't want to eat hospital food, I want to eat food from the Douglas restaurant next door, please help me buy it."
"This…"
Tommy was a bit hesitant, Donald was helping solve Bertha's problem, and if he left again, Derek would be around no one.
Derek saw Tommy's hesitation, his face turned pale, and his lips curled into a smile. 'Don't worry, I won't go. I know Bertha has Venn's help, and Fawn will also help her. I will obediently stay at the hospital and not go anymore."
"Alright."
Derek ordered a few more breakfast dishes and some desserts.
Tommy didn't suspect it, but he was still a little worried. Before going out, he gave Derek two more instructions.
Derek calmly nodded leisurely, his hands hidden under his blue-veined sleeves.
Until Tommy completely left, he quickly ran to the toilet in the VIP hospital room, vomiting a mouthful of blood.
Feeling dizzy, he reluctantly leaned against the sink to avoid fainting on the spot.
Even though he was injected with special medicine, the concentrated sulfuric acid only corroded and damaged his skin, and did not affect his body.
He took off his shirt, removed the bandages on his back, and looked at the wound on his back through the mirror. Obviously, the medicine was applied but the wound was still red, and it also showed signs of continuing to rot.
A complicated light flashed in Derek's eyes.
This is…
He wiped the blood off his lips, put on his shirt, went back to the hospital bed, and then sent a text to Liam.
Fifteen minutes later, Liam rushed over.
Liam saw Derek sitting on the hospital bed, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he was trying to control the pain. Liam quickly stepped forward and helped him, but unexpectedly he discovered that Derek's hands were very cold.
'Boss, your condition is too poor."
"I'm OK."
