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 was not right

not the way to use a

couldn’t pick up

was about to make a move when Biber held him

puzzled and confused.

moment, Ziana showed Boris

Boris followed suit.

trance that she seemed to be raising an older Ewen. “Eat more, your stomach.”

warm and friendly picture,

going out for a break.” He said, sadly fleeing the

Livia a wink.

understood it and said worriedly. “Mr. Howard looks very sad, should we go and

fool, so he can’t accept it. The blow must be great to him.” Biber and she echoed each other. “I’ll

and nodded to Ziana. “Ziana, please take care of Boris.”

refuse. She was just about to explain when, in the blink of an eye, Biber had disappeared. She moved her

shoulders and hurriedly said, “I’ll go too!”

and left the

back later. But it was getting dark, and there was still no

one answered. She called Biber, and after a few seconds

with a slight drunkenness. “Is

are you guys. It’s getting late, and I’m ready to go home.”

waiting at home. Ewen was so attached to her now that he wouldn’t go to bed until he was kissed

you want to go home, go back. There’s a caregiver in the hospital, and he’ll take care

up the phone and said to the caregiver in the ward. “I’m going home, keep an eye on him tonight.”

nodded. “Yes.

when her

he was biting his lip, looking vulnerable

come back tomorrow,” Ziana

pitifully. It was a silly gesture

were about to cry

to him patiently. “It’s dark, and I’m going back to bed. I’ll see you when

at her with

want me to sleep here?”

“No,

Boris wiped his eyes