When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 553 A Man Shouldn’t Be Weak

Shirley entered the medical room, supported Braden, who was unconscious, and fed him a bowl of medicine.

“Victory is within reach, you rascal, you must hold on!”

She held the man’s hand, her eyes reddened.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark outside.

Shirley sat by the bedside, anxiously waiting for the man to wake up.

“Ms. Wilson, Mr. Stewart’s condition is relatively stable. Why don’t you go and rest for a while?” a kind nurse advised Shirley.

“It’s fine. I can rest here too. If I’m by his side, I’ll feel more at ease.”

“Take care of yourself. Let me know if you need anything.”

The nurse sighed deeply and left the medical room.

Everyone at the MTW Center knew that Ms. Wilson was deeply in love with Mr. Stewart!

After some time, Shirley dozed off, leaning against the edge of the bed.

Braden woke up and moved his fingers, easily brushing against Shirley’s hair.

Her silky hair lingered between his fingers, stirring his heart.

“You’re awake?”

Shirley was lightly asleep but immediately sensed something was amiss. She woke up abruptly and looked nervously at Braden, “How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable? Do you still feel weak?1′

Braden felt embarrassed as if he had been caught stealing. He quickly withdrew his hand and coldly replied, “Who told you I felt weak? I’m fine.”

Seeing that he had the energy to argue, Shirley breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, ‘Right, right, a man shouldn’t be weak. It was my choice of words that was wrong.”

do feel much better, as if I have regained some strength. I don’t feel particularly

arm and felt an unprecedented lightness and comfort in

“That’s good, that’s good.”

that Antwan’s herbal medicine was

over to feel Braden’s pulse. She was delighted and said, “Mr. Stewart’s pulse is steady and strong. His condition is even better than before. It

“What herbs?”

and asked in

such. They are herbs that

a few names of herbs and said to the man, “Take good care of yourself. The

Braden had some porridge before falling asleep

room and went to an inconspicuous

did you? Is Braden really in a better

believe that things would go so smoothly. Her intuition told her that May was lying

Stewart’s condition has improved a lot. Antwan’s blood worked even better

excited as if a medical researcher discovered

blood. He hates Braden to death. How

and affection work wonders, even from those closest to us. Perhaps deep down, Antwan still has a great deal of respect

often hides

touched her chin

like jealousy. Actually, it might have been a deep, intense love. Maybe he loved Braden even more than she did. Being a close relative, his blood naturally worked

he was afraid of her suffering from pain, but perhaps he was also

tsk, the

impression of Antwan became much more complex in an

can attempt to treat Mr.

tirelessly researching and experimenting with her father’s formulas to

the conditions?”

so long,

said with a worried sigh, “This method is my estranged father’s creation, called ‘Bloodletting

puzzled, “What kind of medical practice is

if you are truly desperate to help Mr. Stewart

when you say it requires the cooperation of Antwan and Braden, could it

images flashed through Shirley’s mind, and she furrowed her brows immediately, lacking the courage to continue her