While waiting outside the operating room, Raegan felt like half a century had already passed. Finally, the door was pulled open from the inside.

As soon as she saw Luis come out, she rushed to him.

She asked anxiously, “Luis, how is Mitchel?"

“Don't worry. He's all right now," Luis replied with a smile.

Raegan breathed a sigh of relief. Then she asked again, "Why did he suddenly pass out?"

Mitchel was a strong man. He wouldn't faint so easily Like that.

Luis' expression suddenly became serious.

“Was he hit by something?"

"Yes. A wooden stick as thick as an arm."

Raegan explained to Luis what exactly had happened.

Luis frowned while listening to her.

"He suddenly passed out because of cerebral congestion. He is fine now, but his condition is still critical. If his wound went up a few more inches, I'm afraid he may never wake up."

Raegan felt like something was pressing her chest hard. Her heart was very painful. She felt indescribably sad at the moment.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if Mitchel couldn't wake up...

When Luis saw the sadness on her face, he comforted her, "Mitchel is still lucky. He will be fine soon."

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

“Wait! Did you just say it was a wooden stick? But I don't think Mitchel's wound was caused by a wooden stick. It looks like he was hit by something harder, such as an iron rod."

Raegan suddenly remembered something.

When Mitchel kicked the servant, the wooden stick fell to the floor with a very crisp sound.

It was only now that she realized that it didn't sound like a wooden stick at all. It was something metal.