Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 231

I had a rebellious heart, but Neil’s gaze made it impossible for me to say no.

Even a stranger should lend a hand to a sick patient.

I took a few steps, holding Neil’s arm and using my body as support, helping him to the ward step by step.

Neil had slimmed down a bit recently, but he was still a tall guy, and his body was not light. I was leaning a bit, but I dared not let go.

Because Neil smoked a lot, his hospital gown smelled strongly of smoke, so I couldn’t help turning my head to cough a couple of times

I lost strength in my legs accidentally, and with most of Neil’s weight on me, I couldn’t stand steady

Neil seemed to anticipate that I would fall because of my distraction. He quickly let go of me and fell forward himself, but the accident still happened since I was also pulled forward by his falling force

“Ouch…” When I fell on Neil, I heard him gasp

I tried to scramble up in a panic, only to land my hand on his stomach. He twitched his brow and glared at me, “Are you trying to kill your ex-husband?!”

A kind-hearted nurse came over. She helped me up first, then, along with me, helped Neil, who was pale with pain, up and sent him to the ward.

I should’ve left then, but out of guilt, i decided to stick around and see how things were.

The nurse checked Neil, gave him some medication, and gave him some advice.

“If you don’t like the hospital food, I can bring you some when I go home! The nurse said while blushing a bit..

“No need.” Neil replied coldly

nurse left awkwardly, and seeing that Neil was okay, I decided

to worsen my condition and then leave? What

you who asked me to

refused to

it. If you keep this up, even if you were dying in front of me,

turned slightly in bed, then replied, “Shouldn’t you stomp on my corpse a couple of times to let out some pent-up

checked my watch, “I have

Neil’s shameless request, “Help me get

head and saw a bowl of bolete mushroom soup on the

the bolete mushroom soup on the

on the table and replied matter-of-factly. It’s cold. The bolete mushroom soup cools too quickly I

he had a stomach problem and couldn’t eat cold food. I had every reason to suspect that Neil was deliberately

You mess with yourself every day; a bowl of bolete mushroom

for the

him? Neil

T

the table, felt it, and said to me, “How could you let him drink such cold bolete mushroom soup? Patients must eat warm and easily digestible food.

eyeing me, waiting for

urging, I had to go outside the hospital to buy a bowl

already sat up in front of the

saw me carrying the bolete mushroom soup, he seemed quite pleased, and a smirk

soup expressionlessly. “Drink

at his Ved hand. “Help me open it and set it

the bed, then opened and arranged the

the spoon, and started drinking the bolete mushroom soup. He casually responded, “One

else could he

up at me, “Even though I promised you that I wouldn’t bother you again,