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.”

feel much better, as if I have regained some

arm and felt an unprecedented lightness and

“That’s good, that’s good.”

realizing that Antwan’s herbal medicine was

news, May hurried 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.

“What herbs?”

and asked in

Lycium, and such. They are herbs

said to the man, “Take good care of yourself. The day

Braden had some porridge

the medical room and went

did you? Is Braden really

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

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

as if a

blood. He hates Braden to death. How could his blood be

to us. Perhaps deep down, Antwan still has a great deal of respect for

often hides in the

her chin and

Openly, it seemed like jealousy. Actually, it might have been a deep, intense love. Maybe he loved Braden even more than she did. Being a close

suffering from pain, but

tsk, the

became much more

this success is groundbreaking. I think… we can attempt to treat Mr. Stewart’s eyes

tirelessly researching and experimenting with her father’s formulas to restore Braden’s

the conditions?” Shirley

for so long,

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. Since Mr. Stewart didn’t reject Antwan’s blood, I thought we

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

terrifying. Proper medical professionals wouldn’t use this method. They call it witchcraft. But if you are truly desperate to help Mr. Stewart recover, you could consider an unconventional

willing. But, when you say it requires the

Shirley’s mind, and she furrowed her brows immediately, lacking the