Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Benedict couldn’t move his eyes away from the doctor’s pair of hands. It was evident he was afraid he would miss it, just like the time he headed out of the ward to answer the call.

A skin prick test was all it would take to determine if the young man was allergic to penicillin.

Silence remained in the ward as everyone held their breath throughout the session.

Once the doctor was done, he beckoned Edmund to hold on to the cotton bud and reminded him, “It’s going to take twenty minutes until we get our hands on the result. If you feel uncomfortable, send someone to get me as soon as possible.”

Edmund looked at the doctor in the eyes and took over the cotton bud as instructed.

On the other hand, the doctor paid no heed to him and marched out of the ward once he gathered the sample he needed.

Benedict, Edmund, and the one affiliated with the family were the only ones left in the ward.

Edmund had a mouthful of apple and continued playing his game as if he couldn’t care less of those around him.

Benedict and the one affiliated with the family were speechless because of the young man’s behavior.

Twenty minutes was nothing much for an ordinary person. However, it felt as if it was an eternity for the ones in the ward, especially Benedict.

He couldn’t suppress the urge to pay the doctor another visit and headed out to figure out the progress of the test.

so-called son and removed the cotton

still holding on to

asked in a sarcastic manner, “Are you deaf or something?

a result of his sarcastic remark, Benedict’s lips twitched against his will. The thing irritating him the most was the fact the pricked wound

that possible? Why isn’t he reacting to the

the observant Edmund noticed the man’s eyes flickering in despair, he sat upright

one who sent the nurse to administer penicillin? What?

father without holding back while yelling, “Why don’t you go ahead

him to stop pushing his luck. Immediately after he evaded the apple launched in his direction, he leaned over and explained, “What are you talking about? You’re

to me! If you’re not going to kill me, what do you think you’re doing? You don’t think I’m a fool, do

nightstand with all his might

you need to calm down

sentence since

anymore by the time they made it out of

Why has things turned out as such

he wasn’t even related to the

yelling the moment he figured out his son had fled from the

next to him begged to differ and thought the one yelling would be the one suffering once the young man