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.”

I do feel much better, as if I have regained some

felt an unprecedented

“That’s good, that’s good.”

overjoyed, realizing that Antwan’s herbal medicine was

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

“What herbs?”

asked in a serious

such. They are herbs that can cure

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

was getting late, and Braden had some porridge before

medical room and went to

did you? Is Braden really in a better condition than

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

improved a lot. Antwan’s blood

She was fairly excited as if a medical

to death. How

even from those closest to us. Perhaps deep down,

true. Homophobia often hides

touched her chin

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 relative, his blood naturally worked better than

was afraid of her suffering from pain, but perhaps he

tsk, the ultimate orthopedics

of Antwan became much

can attempt to treat Mr. Stewart’s eyes now,” May said

tirelessly researching and experimenting with her father’s

What are the conditions?” Shirley asked

for so long, this day had

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

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

But if you are truly desperate to help Mr. Stewart recover, you could consider an unconventional approach

say it requires the cooperation of Antwan and Braden,

and she furrowed her brows immediately, lacking