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

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Lysander nodded.

have to trouble you to

obediently. “Don’t worry, Jose. I’ll take

a slight nod, he then turned to Lysander and asked, “Is there anything

head. “No, thank you,

Josiah left, only Tiffany remained in the

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

she was nothing more than a naive and clueless graduate.

by Lysander. However, it got better as they got to know each other

front of Josiah, Tiffany strived to do well in taking care of Lysander. “Lysa, would you like some more porridge?”

need. I’m not hungry right now.

the cup and asked again, “Shall I pour you some water then?”

take a seat. I don’t need anything else. You

tell you a joke?” Tiffany offered

“Sure.”

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

at the foot of the bed and asked,

of Josiah’s departure was truly unfortunate.

the day before, so she had no idea if her temperature had been taken.

the record book. The doctor flipped through it and nodded. “Yes, your temperature has stabilized, but the inflammation

her that she had to be hospitalized for seven

before asking, “Is this your sister or your sister–in–law? Where’s your

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quickly waved her hand. “No, it’s not

carlier isn’t Lysa’s husband. They are just

of surprise flashed across the doctor’s eyes. “If he’s not your husband, why was he wiping you down to reduce

Oh no.

had no idea about

was still wearing her own clothes and hadn’t changed into a hospital gown. Who would have thought…

also puzzled.

alcohol to wipe the