Chapter 603

Mable was fine. The blood on her face and neck were from Blair. He fought barehanded at the boxing arena all night yesterday and injured his hands. Since he did not treat them, they were covered in blood. After Mable was sent to the hospital, the doctor examined her and said she only fainted due to agitation and would wake up shortly. In the hospital director’s office. Blair was still wearing his bloody clothes, but his hands had been bandaged. He sat motionless in the chair, exuding a cold aura. “Who told you to stop Spike’s treatment?” The director stood before him, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Nervously, he replied, “Master Blair, it was an order from Mr. Goodman.” Kyle was a shareholder of the hospital and also one of the owners. Blair narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with coldness. “Kyle Goodman.” As soon as he spoke, the door pushed open. Kyle walked in and glanced at his hand. “You’re hurt?” Blair glared at him, his eyes devoid of warmth. “Were you the one w