When Michael Gordon went upstairs, the study room had already been organized, and Calvin Gordon had recovered, sitting in the study room waiting for him.
The door of the study room was closed again, and a group of doctors stood right by the door. As for what the father and son talked about in the study room, they didn't know. They only saw Michael Gordon walking out of the room with a faint smile on his face and a slightly reduced gloomy atmosphere between his brows.
It seemed that Calvin Gordon's mood must be alright, and his emotions should be stable now. The doctors finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They knew that if something happened to Calvin Gordon, it would not only put an end to his career, but it would also affect their own professional lives.
"Tonight, you all stay here, and my father is in your hands!"
After giving orders, Michael Gordon walked downstairs. His quick departure was a bit strange, but his expression still looked relaxed.
