Capítulo 1845: Chapter 1845: Sumr Hall Side Story (47)
Harry Hall had no ti to reprimand Leanne Richards, quickly rushing to the stairway to pick Helen lendy up from Jane’s arms.
“Helen, I’m back; it’s okay, it’s okay…”
Those close to Harry could hear the uncontrollable tremble in his voice.
Despite his efforts to suppress his panic, he held Helen carefully, taking small steps upstairs and gently placing her on the bed.
He remained silent, standing by her side, waiting for the doctor to examine her, not daring to urge him.
But if you paid attention to him, you would notice that Harry’s hands, hanging by his sides, were faintly trembling.
Doctor Matt carefully examined Helen lendy, finding the most obvious injury on her forehead, which was now swollen and slightly bruised.
“How is she?”
Harry asked in a hoarse voice, looking at Doctor Matt.
“The forehead was hit rather hard, likely causing a mild to moderate concussion. A CT scan is needed to confirm the exact condition.”
The annex next to the main building of the Hall’s Residence was a small dical facility.
It was built back when the Old Master was still alive to conveniently monitor his dical condition.
The facility was fully equipped, but after the Old Master’s passing, the equipnt had been mostly unused and left there.
It could now be put to good use.
Harry didn’t delay, carrying Helen through the corridor on the second floor to the annex.
Leanne Richards was truly panicked this ti.
Standing downstairs, she was utterly at a loss.
When Harry ca in earlier, he only shouted at her but didn’t even glance at her.
But the terrifying aura he exuded was enough to freeze her to the bone when he walked past.
She didn’t even dare to approach and speak to him now.
As a biological mother, Leanne felt she had failed miserably and was filled with despair.
She had never seen a mother so afraid of her son, nor seen a son treat his mother this way.
She was unwilling and dissatisfied, but there was nothing she could do; the reality was before her, and there was no room for familial affection between her and Harry.
No matter how much she hated Helen, wishing for her to die soon, all she could do now was hope that Helen would wake up quickly.
Not only wake up, but also be safe and sound.
Over in the annex, after taking a CT scan of Helen’s brain and conducting a thorough examination, Doctor Matt looked at Harry’s poorly disguised calm face and said:
“Young Master, rest assured. Fortunately, the blow wasn’t to the back of her head, so it’s not very serious. But due to the significant impact, it caused a mild concussion. She needs so rest, and she’ll be fine once she wakes up.”
Hearing this, Harry only relaxed halfway and asked, “Does she need dication?”
“No dication is necessary, just apply so topical dicine to her forehead wound regularly. Once the swelling on her forehead subsides, she’ll be fine.”
Only then did Harry finally relax completely.
After sending Doctor Matt away, Harry didn’t imdiately carry Helen back to the main building but stayed with her in the room in the annex.
Although no one lived in the annex, the servants cleaned it regularly, so it wasn’t dirty.
After Doctor Matt left, Harry’s expression slowly cald down, and the coldness in his eyes gradually spread from the depths of his eyes.
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