Meanwhile at a prestigious hospital in town.
"How's my father doctor?" A young man sat on the waiting bench in the hall outside the VIP ward located on the top floor of the hospital with two other men dressed in black standing few meters away from him.
He stood up looking worried as the doctor came out of the room.
"I'm afraid he's not getting any better, the good news is that his condition is neutral. He's not getting any worst, and he's also not getting..." The doctor replied, but the man yelled at him before he could finish his sentence.
"And how exactly is that a good news? My father has been lying down there for close to 72 hours and you expect me to be happy that he's not getting any better." Adrian held out, grabbing the doctor by his collar.
"You need to stay calm, Sir. We've called in the best doctor in the state and he'll be here in 3 days time." The doctor pleaded for his life.
