Charlie took the file and looked it over. The patient's name was Joel Carr. He had been admitted to the hospital after being hit by a vehicle, suffering from multiple soft tissue contusions and superficial injuries. However, there was no damage to his bones or muscles, so it didn't seem to be a serious problem. Charlie turned to Pitt and queried, "His condition isn't serious. There's no need to admit him to the hospital, right? Wouldn't it be enough to just observe him in the ER?" Dr. Pitt gasped and quickly explained, "You may not know this, but the patient is Mr. Zekeiah Cash's assistant. Zekeiah is very famous in New York, and his wife is a member of the Ackers. He personally called the hospital director and asked him to transfer the patient to the 17th-floor ward for treatment." "What did you say?" Charlie frowned in dismay. "Zekeiah Cash? Lulu Acker's husband?" "Yes!" Dr. Pitt nodded. Charlie curled his fingers into a fist and gritted his teeth. It seemed that the thr

After reading Keith's messages, Charlie kept the phone in his pocket and asked Pitt, "What tests have you done to the patient in Room 1707? Show me his files." Pitt immediately handed Joel's medical records to Charlie. Charlie read through them and asked, "Do you have an extra white coat? Get me one." "Yes, yes." Pitt swiftly handed Charlie an extra white coat. After putting it on, Charlie said, "Come with me to Room 1707." "Okay, Dr. Wade." Pitt nodded. At this moment, in Ward 1707. Mr. Zorro closed his eyes and used his Reiki to sense the situation in the room as well as the surrounding wards. When he realized that a team of FBI agents was lying in wait, he couldn't help but frown in dismay. Even Charlie wasn't sure he could sneak Raymond out of here quietly, let alone Mr. Zorro. Hence, Mr. Zorro was perplexed, not knowing what to do. Noticing that Mr. Zorro had opened his eyes, Zekeiah walked forward and asked, "How is it?" Mr. Zorro shook his head, smacked his

Charlie deliberately revealed the truth about Raymond and the FBI in order to deceive Zekeiah and Mr. Zorro with the most sincere pretense. His goal was to physically separate the two men. Only by separating them would it be convenient to defeat them one by one. Therefore, he deliberately brought up the FBI and fabricated a so-called demand. Nonetheless, with the truth told in the previous statement, the latter bluff seemed credible. In fact, Zekeiah and Mr. Zorro felt that what Charlie said must be the truth without consulting each other. They believed that the FBI should have restricted the number of visitors accompanying the patient in order to minimize the potential danger. The demand was reasonable and convincing. Of course, Zekeiah refused to give in. He assumed that Mr. Zorro might cause his death eventually, but the opportunity to make an achievement was right in front of him. If there was anyone who had to go, it had to be him. In that case, he would lose his c

Zekeiah figured that Charlie, disguised as a doctor, had to be following the FBI's orders. No one would ignore the FBI's request. Moreover, Charlie's mannerisms were humble and kind, which made him feel less angry. So, he snarled expressionlessly, "You're right. Those FBIs are all fucking bullshits! They can't even handle their business properly, yet they have the guts to control other patients' families! They are fucking bastards!" Charlie donned a flattering smile and nodded. "You're right, Mr. Cash." Then, he lowered his voice and added, "Don't worry. I'll wait until the evening and watch the FBI. If they are lax and not so alert at night, I'll find a way to sneak you into the hospital." Zekeiah's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he subconsciously queried, "Is it doable?" "I don't think it's a problem," Charlie convinced him attentively. "But we still need to observe them tonight. These people tend to be strict for a while and then relax. They're stricter when the leade

"Do you know that the dead soldiers in Cyprus surrendered to me?" "You're just a scholar. How dare you point a gun at me? Aren't you afraid that I'll twist your head off and kill your parents who are the Armed Cavalry Guards?!" Zekeiah's pupils suddenly shrank, and his appearance suddenly appeared fierce. He gritted his teeth and barked, "I don't care if whatever you say is true, but you’ve threatened me with my family, so you must die!" After that, he pulled the trigger. At this moment, Charlie swiftly grabbed the gun and pressed the hammer on the back of the gun with his thumb. Snap! The gun did not fire, but the alloy hammer was broken. Without the hammer, the gun had lost the key component of firing the bullet primer. No matter how many times Zekeiah pulled the trigger, the gun could not fire at all. He had never expected that Charlie was so powerful! Charlie could break the alloy hammer with just one finger! Zekeiah was utterly terrified. In order to minimi