Councilor Brown stood up from his seat and hurriedly arrived beside the huge bed. With worry in his eyes, he held Bryan's arm and whispered with care. "Son, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
"Call the doctor. Quick!" Councilor Brown bellowed to the man whom he just reprimanded harshly a few seconds ago.
The man did not even hesitate and immediately went out to find the doctor.
At the same time, clarity seemed to have returned to Bryan's eyes as he gazed at his father.
The memory of what happened last night flooded his mind, his facial expression alternated between anger and fear.
He gritted his teeth in anger and said, "Dad, have you found that fucking culprit yet?"
Councilor Brown sighed and shook his head. "Not yet! However, don't worry my son. I'll make sure to find that bastard and make him regret doing that to you!"