The doctor comes three times a day, but Clayton’s face is getting better every day, so Nicole felt that she was getting better soon.

A week has passed.

The slight tingling in the rib has also disappeared.

Her intermittent coughing had also stopped.

Clayton could carry her to the wheelchair and push her.

The two stick together almost every day, inseparable.

She was able to push a wheelchair by herself, and occasionally heard loud noises in the hospital.

Somewhat hysterical.

Especially at night.

But it seems like a hallucination.

It disappeared quickly.

Listen again, there is absolutely no, it is an illusion.

Nicole was sitting on the balcony of the ward admiring the moon, while Clayton was handling business affairs with a computer in the room.

While she admired the moon, she admired Clayton.

Clayton seemed to be able to sense her gaze, without raising his eyes, he chuckled lightly: “Have you seen enough?”

Nicole blushed, and immediately retracted her gaze and hid. But after thinking about it, if you have a certificate, you can watch it if you want.

She looked back at him with a smile: “Mr. Sloan, you are prettier than the moon.”

Clayton was accustomed to her occasional rainbow fart. He smiled lightly, rubbed his brows helplessly, and looked up at her: “Would you like to sleep?”

Nicole was still immersed in the shyness just now, and when she heard it, she thought crooked.

“I hate it, people are still sick!”

I just asked you if you want to take

took a deep

Don’t go too far.

long as she is not embarrassed, it

embarrassed, the only one who is so

reveal the topic very much, so he walked over and stood behind her, pushed the wheelchair in, and whispered in her ear: “Why don’t you

was the same

and in order to ensure that she had no distractions, she immediately and firmly rejected him: “No, I said ‘sleep’ has no

eyebrows and said

was at a disadvantage, so she glanced at him

anything: “Oh? If you

side of her cheek, and the warm, quiet and cold fragrance enveloped her, as

her with his hands, bent over, the collar of his shirt was slightly open, and his eyes were

and just as Clayton was about

hysterical female voice shouted

terrifying and frightening. Completely mixed the good interest of

him away abruptly, frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

dimmed a little, his thumb rubbed against his lips, bringing Kind

okay, I'll go take a

frowned, took her

feeling

didn’t want him to

her head: “Okay, let’s

know what was going on with

it is an ordinary patient, is it worth him to take her down to see

some doubts

up the blanket on the side and put it lightly on her, afraid

gently pushed her wheelchair and turned it in a different direction, then

the people inside come out, Sergio quickly lowered his head, “Mr. Sloan,

person who jumped into the sea to save you. It’s called

her eyebrows, her eyes lit up: “Sergio,

of Mr. Sloan to Protecting you and Mr. Sloan is what we should

twenties, but he looked cold and resolute,

is a professional champion. Later, he followed

his own opinion. But Sergio in front of him gave the impression that he was loyal to someone, and he

person. If it is the enemy, it is a

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