Chapter 474

Military hospital, intensive care unit. Whitney was wiping Henry’s body down. After a few days of rest,
Henry had come to, albeit he was still very weak

James walked into his ward with May.

Whitney stopped and greeted him, “Hey James.” James waved his hand. When he saw Henry had
regained consciousness, he let out a relieved sigh. Henry woke up earlier than James thought he
would.

“James…

Henry greeted him with a feeble voice from his bed, “Sorry. I wasn’t good enough.”

James sat down on the side of his bed, “It’s okay, everything’s over now. Focus on your recovery. After
you get better, we can fight together again. We can create a new empire in Cansington just like we did
in the battlefields of the Southern Plains.”

“Yes”



Henry answered.

James felt his pulse to assess his current condition.

He did a series of tests before he wrote a new prescription for Henry.

After that, he called Blithe King.




“Blithe, I am at the military hospital right now. Come over if you have time.” James realized Blithe king
was not alone at the moment.

He knew that Blithe king was being followed at the moment. If he went to see him, he would only cause
him more trouble.

Blithe King rushed over moments after the call. He arrived within 30 minutes.

“James, what’s the matter?” Blithe King spoke frankly.

James pointed to May, “She’s a pariah, she needs you to get her a legitimate identity.” Blithe King
looked at May and asked, “Who’s this.?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Fine.”

Blithe King did not ask anything else other than her requisite information such as her age.

After that, he left Whitney was a busybody. She pulled James aside and whispered, “James, who is this
pretty lady?”

To which, James replied with a smile.

James stayed in the hospital to accompany Henry.

“Brother James, can I have a cigarette…” Henry requested. Since he woke up last night, his nicotine
addiction had been tormenting him, but Whitney would not let him smoke.

“No problem.”



James lit a cigarette However, Henry couldn’t move his fingers. James held the cigarette in his hand for
him to smoke.

“James, why are you letting him smoke!? Look at how heavily injured he is!” Whitney looked rather
upset.

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