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Patrick Taylor, who had been watching over him all night, instantly looked up at Harry Collins and said softly, "Harry, are you awake?"

"Mom, how am I?" Harry's voice was somewhat weak, but very anxious.

Patrick Taylor dared not look at his son's face and stammered, "We still have hope, Harry!"

Seeing his mother like this at the moment, Harry became even more anxious. He knew how severe his injuries were, but he still held out hope.

"I want to see the doctor! I want to see the doctor! I want to see the doctor!"

The more Harry said this, the more frightened Patrick Taylor became.

"Harry, don't be afraid, mom is here. If this doesn't work, we'll go abroad. I'll find you the most famous doctor in the world to perform the surgery, definitely..."

"Mom, are you saying that the doctors here have already given me a death sentence?"

Patrick Taylor dared not meet Harry's eyes, just kept saying, "Harry, stay calm. Being too emotional can be bad for your wounds."