Perhaps his body was too weak, he could barely feel the pain anymore.
So, his Wife, his Son, they both wished for him to die now.
Everything he had worked for over the years, what did it even matter?
In Nolan Morrison's eyes, Nicholas Morrison was both pitiful and hateful, perhaps he didn't even know where he went wrong?
"Father, if you want to go, then go quickly. If not, live well and watch how I make sure the Morrison Family, which you believe will surely decline without outside help, thrives in my hands."
Nolan Morrison finished speaking, bowed to Nicholas Morrison, and left.
He walked out of the emergency room, the Doctor looked at Nicholas Morrison with a troubled Face: "Sir..."
Nicholas Morrison's Face turned pale. Soon after, his limbs began convulsing, his breathing quickened, and after a rapid heartbeat, it started to drop suddenly.
The Doctor saw it and panicked, "Quick, quick, resuscitate..."
