My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence answered truthfully, “It was given to me by Collin.”

“Are you talking about that young and miraculous doctor who has performed surgery on Mr. Hawkins?”

Florence nodded, which made the doctor even more excited.

“He’s really a genius doctor! I can’t believe that he was able to concoct such a medicine. His proficiency has far surpassed the limits of the medical industry, at least in this era.”

Florence was not interested in medical proficiency. She got to the key question, “Doctor, so how is the verdict? Are you able to speed up Ernest’s recovery by applying this type of medicine?”

“With this medicine in hand, I don’t think it’s a problem!”

The doctor held the bottle of medicine in hand like he was admiring at his idol, “Ms. Fraser, do you even know what kind of medicine is this? This is a very advanced biological technology which allows for super-fast regeneration of the cells. One could get his wound to close up at an astonishing speed, and besides that it doesn’t have any adverse effects. For the invention of such a medicine, the current level of the medical field are only slowly moving towards the goal. Never in their dreams that they would expect Collin to successfully invent it. Collin is really a genius!”

While she watched this doctor’s excitement, Florence couldn’t help feeling impressed by Collin.

When people referred to a miraculous boy wonder, they were probably referring to someone like him.

Florence felt finally at ease as she took in that excited look on this doctor’s face.

It probably only need another week for Ernest to gain full recovery.

“Then, doctor, I will put this medicine in your care. Please secretly add it to Ernest’s medicine and let him swallow it.”

“Secretly?”

The doctor who had recovered from his bedazzlement was able to catch something important in Florence’s words.

“Ms. Fraser, what are you intending to say? Could it be that Mr. Hawkins is oblivious to the existence of such a medicine?”

If he had known about this medicine, there would be no need for Florence to personally come see the doctor to broach this topic.

The doctor finally understood Florence’s unspoken words, albeit some hesitation. He suddenly looked glum and torn, and after some difficulty on his part, he returned the medicine to Florence with determination.

“Ms. Fraser, if this is something that doesn’t get permission from Mr. Hawkins himself, we won’t be doing anything with it on our part. We are merely doctors who can’t bear the consequences.”

“I will be the one to do that.”

Even if I want to secretly add this

finish his sentence, but what

She didn’t imagine these doctors, who belonged on Ernest’s main team of physicians, have to go through screening and checking too on medicines used. The layers of control and inspection was a little too

Ernest fear being poisoned by others?

“Ms. Fraser, this medicine is really the real deal. Why not you try persuading Mr. Hawkins to swallow this by himself. If that is the case, there

How she wished that she could persuade Mr.

him publicly. Otherwise, not only he wouldn’t eat that medicine, the repercussions would be far

held a certain degree of

another way, but it is something that is hard to put into

an anguished look on his face as he sounded hesitant about

immediately probed him, “Tell me now what did you come up

no one would be able to check you. By then, you can secretly

doctor whispered with a sense of guilt. This solution was indeed one that came with a high

and reassurance that he felt

taking his medicine, allow me to carry it

In her eyes, as long as Ernest

she visited with something in tow, nobody would intervene

that this was because she woke up rather late compared Ernest, and in the

of this was due to her, in some

couldn’t help feeling a little remorseful.

today. She planned to wake up at

was what she saw. It seemed like the sun was

few seconds as she blinked,

in bed, and his pale and long finger lightly turned a page.

He said faintly, “Ten.”

know what to

about my alarm clock? Why didn’t it wake

and checked her phone, which brought her to a realization that her

it even if it

grabbed her hair in frustration. When did she set it to

“You’re still not awake?”

gaze across Florence, and what he saw told him that she was till in a state of

felt like she had

her feelings, she flipped