605, didn't you say you wouldn't die?

Ethan Jenkins furrowed his pale brows, his voice already hoarse, "Temporarily?"

"Mr. Griffin has fallen into a deep coma..." the lead surgeon said with a heavy tone, "But rest assured, the most difficult hurdle has been cleared. The bullet has been safely removed. As for whether he can wake up, that's now in the hands of fate."

"In the hands of... fate..." Ethan's scattered gaze darkened, and through clenched teeth, he said, "Listen to me! Lucas Griffin must live! Otherwise, none of you will want to live either!"

He didn't care about leaving it to fate!

Ethan Jenkins never believed in destiny!

If he had followed destiny, he wouldn't have climbed back from "hell" all those years ago!

The lead surgeon was so frightened by Ethan's gaze that he trembled and nodded repeatedly, "We will do our utmost to wake him up! It shouldn't be too difficult!"

Ethan slowly exhaled a breath, feeling his breathing become very heavy and laborious at this moment.