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

and seeing that Neil

to worsen my condition and then leave? What if

“Wasn’t it you who asked me

looked at me with a hint of mischief in his eyes, “You could have refused to help

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

to laugh. He turned slightly in bed, then replied, “Shouldn’t you stomp

sick? I checked my watch, “I

Neil’s shameless request, “Help me get a bowl of bolete

a bowl of bolete mushroom soup on the bedside table that had been brought

the bolete mushroom

It’s cold. The bolete mushroom soup cools too quickly I have a stomach

and now he suddenly knew that he had a stomach problem and couldn’t eat cold food. I had every reason to suspect

wouldn’t indulge him. Then don’t eat it. You mess with yourself every day; a bowl of bolete mushroom soup won’t make you

you compensate for the harm you just did

Neil had some

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on 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. The shops outside should still be open,

me,

nurse’s urging, I had to

I returned to Neil’s ward with the bolete mushroom soup, he had already sat up in front of the hospital bed, one

the bolete mushroom soup, he seemed quite pleased, and

bolete mushroom soup

his Ved hand. “Help me open it and set it up,

then opened and arranged

his phone, picked up the spoon, and started drinking the bolete mushroom soup. He casually responded, “One

what else could he

me, “Even though I promised you that I wouldn’t bother you again, since today you came to

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