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 at all.

the way to use

couldn’t

a move when Biber held him down.

was puzzled and confused.

Boris how to use

Boris followed suit.

felt in a trance that she seemed to be raising an older Ewen. “Eat more, your

such a warm and

break.” He

gave Livia a wink.

looks

suddenly became a fool, so he can’t accept it. The blow must be great to him.” Biber and she echoed each

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

to explain when, in the blink of an eye, Biber

hurriedly said,

the ward in a

come back later. But it was getting dark,

answered. She called Biber, and after a few seconds of ringing, she heard a familiar

Biber’s voice was low and deep, with a slight

wanted to ask where are you guys. It’s getting late,

so attached to her now that

you want to go

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

nodded. “Yes. Don’t

about to get up when her hand

were red, and he was biting his lip, looking

come back tomorrow,” Ziana said.

his head pitifully. It was a silly gesture that he hadn’t bothered to make

as if he were about to

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

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

“You want me

for his answer, she added. “No, I want

Boris