Chapter 2182

“I know this person. He used to work at Bridgedale No. 1 Hospital. Then the hospital ran into problems,

and then he resigned.” An insider told Avery.

“Do you know his contact information?” Avery asked.

The insider: “No. I don’t know him, but I have a mutual friend with him. I can ask you for his contact

information. But what are you doing with him?”

Avery: “I have something to do with him. Please ask for help to your mutual friend.”

The insider: “Okay. I’ll tell you when I reply.”

……

Aryadelle.

After Elliot woke up, he looked at the ceiling of the ward and was stunned.

From the moment he opened his eyes, all the memories flooded into his mind.

A few days ago, the peaceful life seemed to return to normal, which made him have a beautiful fantasy.

The severe headache last night pulled him out of this illusion.

It must have been made by Travis.

He emptied Travis’s property, so Travis deliberately found a way to control him.

If nothing else, Avery must have been threatened when he had a headache last night.

“Brother.” A clear voice pulled Elliot back to reality from his chaotic thoughts.

He looked at Shea and wondered, “Shea, why are you here?”

After saying this, Elliot saw the sky outside through the window behind Shea.

It was bright outside, why did Shea come over so early? Or, she came to the hospital last night?

“I came with Wesley.” Shea grabbed Elliot’s big palm with both hands and looked at him worriedly, “I

asked Wesley to go to sleep. I can’t sleep, so I’m here to watch you.”

Elliot’s nose Pantothenic acid, flashes of memories, back to a long, long time ago.

At that time, Shea was very weak and depended on him very much.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he actually needed Shea to look after him.

“Shea, did Wesley listen to you in particular?” Elliot clearly wanted to say ‘Shea, I’m fine’, but as soon

as he opened his mouth, he changed.

Shea nodded thoughtfully: “Brother, Wesley treats me very well. I think he treats me better than Maria.”

“Well…Shea, there is something for my brother. I want to ask for your help.” Elliot held Shea’s hand

with his backhand, “You promise me, okay?”

Shea’s heart suddenly panicked.

Although she didn’t know what her brother was going to say, she felt a conditioned reflex in her heart.

Because there was bottomless despair in her brother’s eyes.

She lowered her eyes, watching her elder brother hold her hand, feeling as if she was bound by

something.

“Brother, what do you want me to do for you?” Shea spoke very slowly. When she said the last word,

she raised her head and looked directly at Elliot’s face.

“Waiting for Wesley to come, you ask Wesley to help me take out the device in my head.” Elliot told

Shea his request.

Afraid that Shea could not understand or miss, his speech rate was also very slow.

Shea’s eyelashes trembled, and her voice choked: “What will happen if you take it out? Brother, don’t

lie to me. If that thing can be taken out, why wouldn’t Wesley not help you?”