Awakening the War God

Chapter 261 Critical Illness

Chapter 261 Critical Illness Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Gumoldur City Sixth People's Hospital!

It was already evening, and the hospital was still bustling with people.

Especially in the inpatient department, people hurriedly moved about with solemn expressions. And some of them had a glint of despair in their eyes.

A hospital was a place that tested human nature.

Matilda had deep feelings about this.

She wore a figure-hugging skirt, holding a cigarette between two fingers in her right hand.

Her eyes were bloodshot and her long hair disheveled, giving her a somewhat decadent appearance.

Yet, even in this decadence, there was a captivating allure.

This was a hospital corridor, and smoking was not allowed here in theory.

But at this moment, only the light in the intensive care unit was on, and the rest of the place was pitch black.

Seven or eight subordinates from the Southern Heaven Association patrolled back and forth, and there were no others, so no one cared if she smoked.

Her father had been in a coma for several days and was still undergoing urgent treatment.

Taking a few puffs of cigarettes was the only way to relieve her stress.

During this period, due to the pressure from Ghostly Purgatory Hall and the Jeff Family, the Southern Heaven Association had suffered heavy losses and lost half of its territory.

Southern Heaven Association was one of the top three gangs in Gumoldur City, but it was now on the brink of collapse.

Her father was a powerful figure in the entire Gumoldur City with extensive connections.

But now, not a single person dared to visit her father, which chilled her heart.

"Who's there?"

One of the black-clad subordinates in the corridor suddenly shouted.

Matilda raised her almond-shaped eyes and looked closely.

She faintly saw a thin man walking slowly.

"Gabriel!"

After a few glances, she quickly recognized the person.

The imposing aura and the oppressive feeling were unmistakable-this was Gabriel.

"Stop!"

"Stop? Why?"

Blocked by someone, Gabriel was not pleased.

He kicked out, sending the person blocking him flying.

"Miss Wallick, I'm in a bad mood. Tell your useless subordinates to stay away from me, or you'll have to cover their hospital bills!"

Gabriel spoke domineeringly and continued to approach Matilda.

Today, he had come for revenge and wouldn't show any mercy.

Many of the Southern Heaven Association's subordinates downstairs had also been beaten by him a while ago.

Other black-clad subordinates wanted to step forward to stop him, but Matilda said, "You all leave, just guard the elevator and stairs!"

Several black-clad subordinates obeyed and left the corridor.

With no further obstruction, Gabriel walked up to Matilda, giving her a quick glance.

A figure in an ancient robe suddenly appeared mysteriously behind Matilda.

Matilda raised her right hand and said coldly, "Elder Eden, no need to panic. Go down first; I'll talk to him!"

"Yes, Miss Matilda!"

The mysterious old man's figure flickered and inexplicably disappeared from the corridor.

Although Matilda was quite powerful herself, after the incident at the Winner Takes All club last time, Elder Eden, one of the Three Elders of Southern Heaven Association, had become her personal guard.

Gabriel looked up and down at this extraordinary woman, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "You are impressive and fearless! You stabbed me a knife and dared to face me alone, worthy of

being a woman who can contend with Vicky Barnes."

Though it sounded like praise, it was sincere.

Matilda's courage and determination were indeed formidable.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have let the mysterious old man leave just now.

That old man, based on intuition alone, had formidable combat power.

Matilda said nonchalantly, "You also surprised me. After being stabbed in the back by my Butterfly Knife, most people would need months to recover. You're already able to fight back. Your physique is truly impressive!"

Like Gabriel, she wasn't flattering but genuinely admiring.

"Enough, what do you want from me? Just say it!" Matilda was very straightforward.

Gabriel's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice, "What do I want? Can't I be here for revenge?"

"You've been severely beaten by the Jeff Family and Vicky, and I'm here to take advantage of your vulnerability, strip you naked, and vent my anger!"

Matilda narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and said indifferently, "Gabriel, don't play tough with me here! There must be a reason for everything. If you had controlled your hands, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Control my hands?" Gabriel sneered, "What? Is your ass so delicate that a touch could kill you?"

"If you hadn't run so slowly in those high heels because of your plump body, would I have had to carry you?"

"You are so fat. If I don't support you when carrying you, you will nearly fall on the ground. Don't you know how to appreciate a good deed? Just because of this, you stabbed me with a knife?"

"Do you have any idea how painful it was? How many days do I have to recover?"

"I, Gabriel, am someone who repays grievances with vengeance. You stabbed me with a knife, so today, I must seek justice!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he was on the verge of shouting.

His anger stemmed from the fact that he had never had any ulterior motives when he carried Matilda, and he had simply supported her as he should have.

Who would have thought that this girl would be so sensitive and stab him over such a trivial matter?

Today, no matter what, Matilda must pay the price.

"Shut up!" Matilda flicked her cigarette butt to the ground and said very displeased, "As a man, you talk more than a gossiping woman, it's ridiculous!"

"If you want to fight, then let's do it. I, Matilda, am not afraid of you!"

Although she knew Gabriel's combat power, when it came to a physical confrontation, she never backed down from anyone.

Even if she couldn't win, she would give it her all.

Gabriel squinted his eyes, feeling bitter inside.

Being called a gossiping woman was something he couldn't accept.

Undeniably, he had failed to assert dominance this time.

There was a feeling of being unable to exert his true strength.

He said helplessly, "You can't beat me in a fight, so why are you acting tough here? I didn't come here today to resolve the stabbing incident with violence. I heard that your father is critically ill. Are you looking for a doctor who can cure your father?"

Upon hearing this, Matilda's eyes lit up.

After a moment of contemplation, she spoke with a hint of disdain, "You're not going to tell me that you can cure my father's illness, are you?"

Gabriel shrugged and said, "Not necessarily! But if I say I can't cure it, I can guarantee that there is no one in this world who can cure your father's illness!"

He was confident in himself now.

"Gabriel, I don't have the time or the mood to joke around with you, and you better not joke about this matter either!" Matilda's eyes turned cold, exuding a strong sense of dominance.

She didn't believe for a moment that Gabriel could be a doctor.

And she had even less faith in Gabriel's ability to cure her father's illness.

If only that man were here!

That unparalleled man, the master of the Sun Mystical Needle, would definitely be able to wake her father up.

Unfortunately, that man was no longer around.

This was the deepest pain in her heart.

Seeing Matilda lost in thought, Gabriel said in annoyance, "Are you out of your mind? You're the one who wanted to find a doctor, and I came, but now you're questioning me. Are you just messing around?"

"Get lost!" Matilda turned and said, "I don't want to waste time talking to you, and you'd better not make trouble for yourself!"

But at that moment, the alarm in the intensive care unit went off.

Matilda's expression changed dramatically, and she rushed toward the intensive care unit in a panic.

Several doctors also rushed over.

Gabriel squinted his eyes as he walked towards the intensive care unit. It seemed like Jason Wallick was in critical condition...