At Christopher’s question, a slightly startled voice sounded from the other end. “Yes. This woman is so fickle-minded. She just wants to get with every man she meets. I was really blind back then.” When Christopher heard this, a cold gleam flashed across his eyes. He was upset that he didn’t get the chance to punish that woman more ruthlessly. Yesterday, she went so far as to hit Samantha, and she even threatened me. Christopher didn’t think the two slaps she received was enough. Since the woman dared to threaten her before leaving, Christopher had even lesser concern for the promiscuous woman. Later, he would begin executing a more thorough plan to acquire the company. “Brandon, wait for me at the hospital. There are certain things that should be discussed face to face. I need the details of your company’s condition from that time, and I might also need hardcopies of the information, as well as Liliana’s connections and so on. I’ll go to the hospital to find you.” After informing Brandon of that, Christopher waited until he agreed before hanging up the phone and going straight to the hospital. Christopher figured he didn’t have time to go to the Thumbs-Up Restaurant, so he gave Madilyn a call and asked him to go accompany her father today. Naturally, Madilyn was delighted and immediately agreed. “It seems like the Thumbs-Up Restaurant needs more manpower. After the acquisition of Liliana’s company, I’ll discuss with Brandon regarding the plan of opening new chains,” Christopher muttered, then went to start the Ferrari, ready to rush to the hospital. But, at this moment, Christopher’s phone rang. When he saw who the caller was, he froze. “Hello, John! Is anything the matter?” Christopher asked faintly. “Is this Dean Yard? Today, an old man in the hospital had a sudden bronchial asthma attack. He was coughing non-stop, and he even had difficulty breathing. He’s in the terminal stage now, and it’s really severe. The respiratory doctor in charge of him happened to be on leave today, and the other doctors said that they have no way of helping. Can you come over today to take a look?” John’s urgent voice sounded in Christopher’s ears. He had previously seen Christopher’s magnificent acupuncturing skills, so now that the man’s life was in danger, even the slightest sliver of hope counted. For all he knew, Christopher might actually be able to help him. For the sake of the patient, John had even asked for the help of doctors from other hospitals. Otherwise, if the patient’s family knew that they didn’t do anything to treat him when the patient was in critical condition, then their reputation might be destroyed. By then, Harold would certainly reprimand John, and he might not be able to continue working there. Upon hearing John’s explanation, Christopher looked helpless. What the hell was the patient’s family thinking?Bronchial asthma could have been cured in the early stages. Now that he’s in the terminal stage, the probability of the hospital curing him is almost zero. Of course, if Herophilus and Hippocrates were around, it would still be possible. “Stabilize his condition first. I happen to be going to the hospital. If the old man is still alive when I arrive, then I’ll try helping him. If he’s gone then, then there’s nothing I can do.” Christopher pondered for a while. Saving people would certainly earn him Thumbs-Up points. Since he was going to Crest Hospital today, he would save a life if he could. “Okay! Dean Yard, I’ll go inform them right now. That’s all, then. Sorry for troubling you!” With that, John ended the call. Then, without any hesitation, Christopher clearly explained the situation to Luna before rushing to the hospital in his Ferrari.At first, he thought nothing would happen today, but when he was halfway to the hospital, a black dog suddenly rushed onto the road at a rapid speed before stopping on the lane Christopher was about to drive past. This completely unexpected incident caused Christopher to stop the car immediately. Screech! The tires of the Ferrari rubbed against the road, resulting in a sharp screeching sound. Because of inertia, Christopher’s car continued moving forward, driving toward the black dog that had stopped in front of his car. F*ck! Doesn’t this black dog know how to run? Christopher was speechless. The black dog was running so fast just now, but now, it had stopped in front of his car, not leaving at all. It even looked like it wanted to get hit. However, to Christopher’s relief, his Ferrari stopped about 1 meter away from the black dog. Although it was still on the road, Christopher didn’t end up crashing into it. As long as he didn’t hit the dog, everything was fine. Just as Christopher thought the problem was over, the black dog’s following actions left Christopher stunned. He gaped at the dog, not knowing what to say. The black dog in front of him suddenly lay on the ground with its belly up, then its limbs began to tremble. It cried out pitifully, then stayed there completely motionless. What the f*ck! When did dogs learn to scam people? Seeing the strange behavior of this black dog, Christopher now had a new understanding of dogs. There are actually such evil dogs. The black dog in front of me is obviously a pro. When Christopher got out of the car, feeling suspicious about the dog and wanting to know what the situation was, another car drove up from somewhere close to Christopher before coming to a stop before him. The car was a red Porsche 911, which should cost about 2 million. The moment Christopher saw the car, he began making an estimation. Based on his judgement, the Porsche must be more expensive than Luna’s. The owner of the Porsche 911 got out of the car. Christopher saw that the man sported a mohawk, and that he had fair skin and was dressed in a suit. When the man saw the black dog on the road, the expression on his face changed tremendously, and he took quick steps forward before picking up the dog and saying loudly, “Max, what happened to you?” However, the black dog’s eyes remained tightly closed, and it didn’t respond to the voice of the owner of the Porsche 911. Upon seeing this, the man glared at Christopher. “You killed my Max. This is a Rottweiler, and I spent 30,000 to buy it. Compensate my loss as an apology. Otherwise, you’ll suffer for this.” The owner of the Porsche 911 fixed his gaze on Christopher, and a sinister look appeared in his eyes. Hearing that, Christopher blinked, then subconsciously thought, Holy sh*t! A dog worth 30,000! A Rottweiler! He had previously heard that Rottweilers were extremely clever. He didn’t believe it before, but now, he did.