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 strength.

and felt an unprecedented lightness and comfort in

“That’s good, that’s good.”

overjoyed, realizing that Antwan’s herbal

pulse is steady and

“What herbs?”

and asked in a

Angelica, Lycium, and such. They are

said to the man, “Take good care of

Braden had some

room and went to an inconspicuous

deceive me, did you? Is Braden really

couldn’t believe that things would go so smoothly. Her intuition told her that May was lying

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

fairly excited as if a

blood. He hates Braden to death. How

those closest to us. Perhaps deep down, Antwan

often hides in

touched her chin

they were young. 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 relative, his blood naturally

her suffering from pain, but perhaps he was also

the ultimate

impression of Antwan became much

success is groundbreaking. I think… we can attempt to

researching and experimenting with her father’s formulas

What are the conditions?” Shirley asked

so long, this day

worried sigh, “This method is my estranged father’s creation, called ‘Bloodletting and Bone-smoking’ therapy. Since Mr. Stewart didn’t reject

Shirley looked puzzled, “What kind of medical practice is that? Just by hearing the name, it

But if you are truly desperate to help Mr. Stewart

requires the cooperation

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

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