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!”

you if you want

a

Don’t go too far.

is not embarrassed, it is others who

the only one who is

so he walked over and stood behind her, pushed the wheelchair in, and whispered in her ear: “Why don’t you do this now?

doubted that his face was the same color

that she had no distractions, she immediately and firmly rejected him: “No,

eyebrows and

was at a disadvantage, so

and not saying anything: “Oh? If you don’t have it, then I can do

the warm, quiet and cold fragrance enveloped her, as if she had fallen into a comfortable

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

on him, and just as Clayton was about

voice shouted again, hoarse

Completely mixed the good

frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly: “Is this a hospital or a mental

his thumb rubbed against his lips, bringing Kind of wicked and

okay, I'll go take

her hand, and

bad feeling

want him

and touched her head: “Okay, let’s go down

seemed to know what was going on with

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

with some doubts

and put it lightly on her, afraid of freezing. She clung to it,

and turned it

inside come out, Sergio quickly lowered his

to Nicole: “This is the person who jumped into the sea

her eyes lit

you and Mr. Sloan is what we should do,

in his early twenties, but he looked cold and resolute, as if he had been tempered by

Luca is a professional champion. Later, he followed

Sergio in front of him gave the impression that he was loyal to someone, and

a person. If it is the enemy, it is

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