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

your belly is swollen

He directly pulled off his shirt, revealing his sexy eight-pack

his abdominal muscles, gulping

man’s body

that you weren’t fine. What’s going on?” Tessa rushed in and walked to the

her hand

not pay attention to

nodded with a

woman examined her patients, she was really serious and meticulous. She was totally different

took out

symptoms.

you made for him.” Tessa intervened, didn’t give Bryan the

himself didn’t intend to tell her what

cookies himself. Before he ate it, he clearly knew

cuisine.

wanted to blame someone, he

“Emm…” Finley was perplexed.

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

expect her to be so silly as to

Bryan, he was also silly that he ate

something wrong with what she had