Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Four: The Soft Spot

Chairman Holden "It will get better after taking sufficient amount of rest," the veterinary doctor assured me. I ran my fingers through Arrow's fur. He was heavily under anaesthetics and hadn't regained his consciousness. "He," I corrected him. "My apologies, Chairman Holden." "Show some respect to your patients, will you?" The vet bobbed his head in apology. "It was a slip of the tongue." "Ensure it doesn't recur." I waved a finger to him in warning. "Yes, sir." "I will come back to check up on him." "Yes. Arrow will be looking forward to your next visit.' I left the vet's office and walked downstairs. My driver awaited me with the backseat door held open as I approached the car, and I got into it. "Take me to the general hospital," I instructed him, getting comfortable in the chair. He nodded firmly and began driving. The car glided fluidly across the highway, and in a few minutes later, we arrived our destination. I got out of the car and took the elevator alone to m