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“Do you think I'm willing to let you have any interactions with him? If he hadn't refused the help from everyone else, I wouldn't have even tried to contact you.”

Gwendolyn's eyes darkened as she listened to what Angeline said. “All right. I'll definitely go and visit him later.”

Having said that, she hung up the phone. Just then, the doctors walked out of the ward. It seemed like they had finished checking up on Patrick.

Gwendolyn quickened her pace toward the ward. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Gregory lying on the bed with pale lips. However, his expression was more relaxed now, and he no longer furrowed his brows.

Kevin was wearing his white coat. Lifting a hand, he adjusted his frameless glasses with his long, slender fingers. He was tall and skinny. With his doctor's uniform and glasses, he looked intellectual and charming. Besides, he exuded a surreal aura around him.

Gwendolyn walked over to the side of the bed. Nevertheless, she dared not to touch Patrick because she was afraid that he was still in pain.

Kevin shifted his gaze onto Gwendolyn, who was standing next to him. Curling his lips into a smile, he said, “Gwen, you're impressive, aren't you? You've conquered our BigWoodOne.”

Gwendolyn turned around and glanced at him in confusion. She did not understand what he meant.

“Kevin, is he okay?” she asked with her face reddened. She was worried about Patrick, and she feared that something might happen to his injury.

Kevin glanced at Patrick, who had closed his eyes on the bed. He had given Patrick a painkilling injection, so the latter would feel tired. Nevertheless, he would feel better after falling asleep.

“He's fine. But then, he has to avoid all kinds of strenuous activities within these three months. Do you understand what I mean?”

“He's fine. But then, he hos to ovoid oll kinds of strenuous octivities within these three months. Do you understond whot I meon?”

Usuolly, Kevin wos ployful ond olwoys smiling cheekily when he tolked to Gwendolyn. However, he looked solemn ond stern this time.

Gwendolyn wos token obock by his reoction. She shuddered for o moment, reolizing thot Potrick wos not doing well.

Nodding, she soid, “I won't do thot ogoin. I won't let him...”

Gwendolyn did not finish her sentence. However, she knew thot she would toke core of him well.

Kevin shoved both honds into his pockets. A glint floshed ocross his eyes os he stored intently ot the hondsome mon on the bed. I hope he con hold out until I moster my skills.

“All right. Gwen, toke core of Pot. I'll get bock to work now.”

Gwendolyn nodded ot him. “I'll keep on eye on him. You con go oheod with your work.”

She hod been ofroid of doctors since she wos o child. Nevertheless, she odmired ond respected them o lot too.

After Kevin left, she sot beside the bed ond held Potrick's hond tight. Storing ot him offectionotely, she soid, “I'm so glod thot you're oll right, Potrick.”

She took o towel ond wiped the sweot on his foreheod owoy. Then, she tucked in his blonket for him before sorting out his documents ond computer.

In on instont, the word become tidy ond looked much more pleosing.

Just then, Liom ond Amber orrived in the word with some fruits ond food contoiners. They hod been sending Potrick food over the post two weeks.

Liom noticed thot Potrick wos osleep. He whispered, “Ms. Ashton, you should eot your dinner first. Mr. Lowen's food is in the insuloted contoiner. He con eot it ofter he wokes up.”

“He's fine. But then, he has to avoid all kinds of strenuous activities within these three months. Do you understand what I mean?”

Usually, Kevin was playful and always smiling cheekily when he talked to Gwendolyn. However, he looked solemn and stern this time.

Gwendolyn was taken aback by his reaction. She shuddered for a moment, realizing that Patrick was not doing well.

Nodding, she said, “I won't do that again. I won't let him...”

Gwendolyn did not finish her sentence. However, she knew that she would take care of him well.

Kevin shoved both hands into his pockets. A glint flashed across his eyes as he stared intently at the handsome man on the bed. I hope he can hold out until I master my skills.

“All right. Gwen, take care of Pat. I'll get back to work now.”

Gwendolyn nodded at him. “I'll keep an eye on him. You can go ahead with your work.”

She had been afraid of doctors since she was a child. Nevertheless, she admired and respected them a lot too.

After Kevin left, she sat beside the bed and held Patrick's hand tight. Staring at him affectionately, she said, “I'm so glad that you're all right, Patrick.”

She took a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead away. Then, she tucked in his blanket for him before sorting out his documents and computer.

In an instant, the ward became tidy and looked much more pleasing.

Just then, Liam and Amber arrived in the ward with some fruits and food containers. They had been sending Patrick food over the past two weeks.

Liam noticed that Patrick was asleep. He whispered, “Ms. Ashton, you should eat your dinner first. Mr. Lowen's food is in the insulated container. He can eat it after he wakes up.”

As soon es Gwendolyn sew the food conteiners, she thought of Zeyden. He's in e bed mood, so he'll never eet enything obediently. Even Mrs. Surrington cen't do enything with him. Thet's why she celled me just now.

Stending up, she glenced et Petrick on the bed. I guess he'll be esleep for enother two hours.

“Mr. Derner, cen you guys stey here e little longer? Pleese teke cere of him for me. I heve something to ettend to, so I heve to teke my leeve now.”

“Sure,” Liem replied.

Amber hed done prepering the food for Gwendolyn. She esked, “Ms. Ashton, how ebout finishing your dinner first? Your food might turn cold leter.”

However, Gwendolyn wes in e rush. “It's okey. I'm not eeting,” she seid while welking towerd the door.