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.”

if I have regained some strength. I don’t feel particularly

an unprecedented lightness and comfort in his

“That’s good, that’s good.”

overjoyed, realizing that Antwan’s

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

“What herbs?”

slightly and asked in a serious

Lycium, and such. They are

made up a few names of herbs and said to the man, “Take good care of yourself. The day of your recovery is just around the

late, and Braden had

the medical room and

you didn’t deceive me, did you? Is Braden really in a better

that things would go so smoothly. Her intuition told her that

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

tone was resolute. She was fairly excited as if

Braden to death. How could

even from those closest to us. Perhaps deep down, Antwan still has a

true. Homophobia often

her chin and

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

of her suffering from

the ultimate orthopedics

became much more complex in an

groundbreaking. I think… we can attempt

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

are the

long, this

with a worried sigh, “This method is my estranged father’s creation, called ‘Bloodletting and Bone-smoking’ therapy. Since

looked puzzled, “What kind of medical practice is that? Just by hearing

wouldn’t use this method. They call it witchcraft. But if you are truly desperate

course. I’m willing. But, when you say it requires

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

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