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.”

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

and felt an unprecedented lightness

“That’s good, that’s good.”

overjoyed, realizing that Antwan’s

and said, “Mr. Stewart’s pulse is steady and strong. His condition is even better than before.

“What herbs?”

and asked in

Angelica, Lycium, and such. They are

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

had some

May left the medical room and went to an

you? Is

go so smoothly. Her intuition told her that May was lying to her

you; Mr. Stewart’s condition has improved a lot. Antwan’s blood worked even better than I

excited as if a

that’s Antwan’s blood. He hates Braden to death. How could his blood

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

Homophobia often hides in

touched her chin and suddenly

Openly, it seemed like jealousy. Actually, it might have been a deep, intense love. Maybe

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

tsk, the ultimate

much more complex

success is groundbreaking. I think… we can

tirelessly researching and experimenting with her father’s formulas to

are the conditions?”

after waiting for so long, this day had

cooperation of both Mr. Stewart and Antwan. I estimate that it will be quite challenging,” May said with a worried sigh, “This method is my estranged father’s creation, called ‘Bloodletting and Bone-smoking’ therapy.

Bone-smoking’ therapy?” Shirley looked puzzled, “What kind of medical

But if you are truly desperate

you say it requires the cooperation

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

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