His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 492 The Bite Mark On Josiah

Having somewhat understood Lysander’s encouragement, Tiffany took the initiative to speak to Josiah, who had been silent for a while. “Jose, you should go back and handle your work first. I’ll take good care of Lysa here.”

Josiah didn’t take it seriously as he assumed it was just a polite remark taught by Dillon. “Do you know how to take care of a patient?” Josiah asked.

“I know! I also know how to get food, fetch water…”

Tiffany froze after listing just two tasks. She instinctively glanced at Lysander for help.

Josiah calmly continued, “You’ll also have to take the patient’s temperature, monitor the IV drip, and when the doctors and nurses arrive, it’s your job to press the call button. It’s pretty tedious. I appreciate your father’s good intentions, but I’d feel more at case staying here myself.”

Tiffany listened earnestly. Her initial confidence vanished, but she asked, “But Jose, you’re a man. Isn’t it inconvenient for you to take care of Lysa?”

Josiah was speechless.

Lysander quickly chimed in. “Absolutely, Mr. Guerra. Ms. Lanister is right. I’m very grateful you brought me to the hospital despite your busy schedule. I won’t take up any more of your time. I can manage on my

own.”

Josiah looked at her with an amused expression.

Lysander met his gaze calmly.

Tiffany was probably the only one who didn’t grasp the current situation. She was still trying to smooth things over, saying, “Lysa, there’s no need for formalities. Jose is a kind person. Even if it were a stranger, he would take them to the hospital.”

Josiah merely replied, “I’m not exactly that free.”

Tiffany, not expecting him to contradict her so bluntly, paused before adding, “Well, when he’s busy, he doesn’t have time. But since we came together, Jose will definitely take care of you.”

At that moment, Josiah’s cell phone buzzed.

After glancing at it briefly, he hung up and casually slipped his phone into his pocket, seemingly unbothered as he watched the liquid drip from the IV bag.

Tiffany asked, “Jose, is that my dad?”

“No.” He looked up at the IV drip stand and said to Lysander, “This one’s almost empty. There’s another bag of glucose after this, but you’ll need to flush the line in between. I reckon it’ll take over an hour more.”

As he was speaking, his phone buzzed again.

With a sigh, Lysander suggested, “Mr. Guerra, you should probably take that call first.”

glanced at the caller ID, his expression became serious. “I’ll be right back after taking this

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Lysander nodded.

to trouble you to

Jose. I’ll take good care of Lysa.

failed. Responding with a slight nod, he then turned to Lysander and asked, “Is there anything else

her head. “No, thank you,

in

difference in their ages. Being in the same room made Lysander feel as if she had gone back to two years ago

Lynn had just graduated from university, she was nothing more than a naive

arrived, she was a bit intimidated by Lysander. However, it got better as they got to know each other better. Lysander eventually discovered that Lynn was actually quite the eccentric

promises she had made in front of Josiah, Tiffany strived to do well in taking care of Lysander. “Lysa, would

need. I’m not hungry right now. Thanks though.”

asked again, “Shall I pour

a seat. I don’t need anything else.

about I tell you a

“Sure.”

was about to tell a joke when the door to the ward was pushed open again. It was the

the record book hanging at the foot of the bed and asked, “Did you have your temperature taken yesterday?”

departure

had

“Yes, your temperature has stabilized, but the inflammation is still present.

did tell her that she had to

the IV drip once more before asking, “Is this your sister or your sister–in–law? Where’s your husband? Did he step

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waved her hand. “No, it’s not

was here carlier isn’t Lysa’s husband. They are

eyes. “If he’s not your husband, why was he

Oh no.

about

was still wearing her own clothes and hadn’t changed into a hospital gown.

also puzzled. “Wipe

said, “Maybe he just wiped my hands. Using alcohol to wipe the palms can count