The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Ziana took Boris to have a brain CT and the results came out quickly.

It was just as she had imagined. Except for some bruises that hadn’t completely faded, everything else was normal.

The attending doctor stared at the test report for a long time and finally looked at Ziana. “Ms. Ava, so what’s the cause?”

“If it’s just this much bruising, it shouldn’t make him stupid,” Ziana said. She noticed Boris and thought of something, and continued, “But it’s not necessarily true. The brain is actually very fragile. He’s had PTSD before and was on psychotropic drugs for a while.”

The doctor said, “That’s possible, but I’d have to consult with a doctor in that area.”

“Leave it to me.” Ziana looked at the cute Boris and softened her tone, “I’ll find the cause as soon as possible.”

Boris was such a good person. She was not going to let him become a fool.

Zezili was old and the Lewis family only had one heir left. What would happen to the Lewis Company if he didn’t recover?

Ziana looked at Boris with worry. Boris seemed to notice something and suddenly looked up.

His eyes were fixed on her. He suddenly pouted his mouth pitifully and rubbed his stomach without saying a word.

Ziana was touched by such a cute action of his.

Ziana was used to seeing the serious Boris. When she saw him like this, Ziana’s motherly nature was aroused. She seemed to have accepted such a cute and lovable Boris.

“Come on, I’ll take you to dinner.” She said and extended her hand towards him.

Boris pursed his lips and took her hand.

The woman’s hand was small and soft and seemed to be fragrant. He held it gently, not daring to make any other move.

Ziana led him back to the ward, Biber and Steven and others were still there.

When they saw them coming back, they hurriedly asked for the results.

After Ziana informed the result, Steven wailed at once.

Just at that time, Donald brought in the food he had bought and set it out on the table one by one.

Ziana asked Boris to dinner. Boris sat down, grabbed the utensils, and tried to eat.

his grip on the fork

distressed. “Boris, that’s not the way

but he couldn’t

move when Biber held him

was puzzled and confused.

Ziana showed Boris how to use

Boris followed suit.

in a trance that she seemed to be raising an older Ewen. “Eat

at such a warm and friendly picture, the

a break.” He said, sadly fleeing

Livia

said worriedly. “Mr. Howard looks very sad, should we

he can’t accept it. The blow must be great to him.” Biber

to Ziana. “Ziana,

the blink of an eye, Biber had disappeared. She moved her lips and looked

shrugged her shoulders and hurriedly said,

left the ward

later. But it was getting dark, and there

called Biber, and after a few seconds of ringing,

Biber’s voice was low and deep, with a slight drunkenness. “Is something

where are you guys. It’s getting late, and I’m

to her now that he wouldn’t go to bed until he was kissed

in a bad mood and drinking. I’m keeping him company.” Biber explained his position. “If you want to go home, go back. There’s a caregiver in the

to the caregiver in the

“Yes.

just about to get up when her hand was suddenly grabbed hard.

was biting his

back tomorrow,” Ziana said.

a silly gesture that he

leave.” He repeated as if he were about to cry

patiently. “It’s dark, and I’m going back to

bed and looked at her with a pout. His meaning was clear.

want me

answer, she added. “No, I want to

pushed his hand away and Boris wiped his eyes