CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 120

Bryan’s fingers froze. He glanced at her nervous little face.

If he said that work was more important, would this woman stab him with a needle?

Bryan made a wise choice. He closed the laptop, put it on the bedside table then stretched his arm toward her.

Finley checked his pulse and blood pressure.

About five minutes later, Finley came to a conclusion. “Your pulse is thin and weak, and your limbs are cold. It seems you have eaten something wrong. Open your mouth, I want to have a look.”

“No need. Prescribe me some medicine.” Bryan didn’t want to open his mouth.

“Open your mouth. I need to check the coating on your tongue.”

Finley ordered in a cold voice. Her aura was not the least bit inferior to Bryan’s.

In this place, Finley was the only one who had the guts to yell at Bryan Turner.

To her surprise, Bryan opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to cooperate with her examination.

“The coating of your tongue is thin and white, and you are sweating profusely.” Finley ranted some professional words that no one understood. Then, she leaned forward, asking, “Take off your

see if your belly

He directly pulled off his

his abdominal

man’s body was really

that you weren’t fine. What’s going on?” Tessa rushed

her hand on his

Tessa pointed at Finley, scolding. Finley did not pay attention to her at all. Instead, she pressed on the left side of his stomach and asked him, “Is there any

nodded with a

really

eat?” Finley took out a

symptoms.

for him.” Tessa intervened, didn’t give

himself didn’t intend to tell her what he

eat the peach cookies himself. Before he ate it, he clearly knew that

cuisine.

wanted to blame

“Emm…” Finley was perplexed.

to Tessa’s arrogant character, the girl would definitely throw the ugly and disgusting peach

be so silly as to directly

silly that

be something wrong with what she had done that caused the