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.”

are people who specifically watch over what kind of medicine Mr. Hawkins is consuming. Even if I want to secretly add this in,

doctor didn’t finish his sentence, but what he was intending to say is obvious

belonged on Ernest’s main team of physicians, have to go through screening and checking too on medicines

Ernest fear being poisoned

medicine is really the real deal. Why not you try persuading Mr. Hawkins to swallow

a little frustrated after hearing that. How she wished that

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

some reason, Ernest held a certain degree of

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

doctor had an anguished look on his

immediately probed him, “Tell me now what

mixing the medicine, then no one would be able to check

solution was indeed one

with Ernest’s feelings and reassurance that he

the next time he is taking his medicine, allow

without much thought. In her eyes, as long as Ernest could recover as soon as possible, she would do whatever it

she visited with something in tow, nobody would intervene

because she woke up rather late compared Ernest, and in the morning usually all of his medication was stopped

of this was due to her, in

feeling a little remorseful.

Florence decided to set an alarm clock today. She

streaming through the windows was what she saw. It seemed like the sun was pretty high up in

seconds as she blinked, “What

a book in bed, and his pale and

He said faintly, “Ten.”

didn’t know what

alarm clock? Why didn’t it wake

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

heard it even

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

“You’re still not awake?”

and what he saw told him that

she had been

any outlet to let out her feelings, she flipped her blanket aside and climbed