He‘ll Be Fine
Nicole ate a small bowl and could not eat anymore.
Floyd’s complexion looked much better.
He asked her in a gentle voice,
“Are you still feeling unwell? D o you want to continue sleeping for a while?”
Nicole shook her head.
“How‘s Clayton?”
She could not help but ask.
Floyd raised his head to look at Grant.
Grant coughed. His face was sunken, and he looked like he was in a dilemma.
“He‘s fine. He‘s still under
observation. Uncle Sven‘s professor brought the latest medical equipment over today, so there‘s a lot o
f hope.”
Nicole listened and nodded.
She hid the anxiety and sadness at the bottom of her heart.
Floyd sighed. “Lil N, take care of yourself first. Let your brother worry about Clayton. He saved you, so
we won‘t treat him badly.”
Nicole nodded. “I know.”
After saying that, she paused and looked at Grant.
“The news of my disappearance didn‘t spread, right?”
Grant nodded. “No, only a few people know about it. We told the rest that you went abroad on vacation
and surveyed the market in the meantime, so no one suspected anything.”
Nicole breathed a sigh of relief. “That‘s good.”
Floyd stayed with Nicole all day. He happily became her caregiver, pouring water and washing fruit for
her.
It made Grant too embarrassed to leave. Some work matters were brought over to the ward to deal
with since going back and forth was very exhausting.
Nicole was in good spirits. She waited for
Director Sven‘s professor to come over and give Clayton a thorough examination. Then, after starting
the latest treatment method, she was completely at ease.
Director Sven‘s mentor had high hopes for Clayton‘s recovery.
“This isn‘t the worst patient I‘ve ever encountered. As long as he doesn‘t give up mentally, then leave it
to us to treat him physically. He‘ll be fine, trust me.”
Director Sven nodded his head repeatedly and turned around t o tell Nicole the good news.
Seeing that there was
nothing seriously wrong with Nicole, Floyd asked Grant to arrange so many bodyguards around the
hospital and the wards that even a fly could not enter.
In the evening, Aida persuaded Floyd to go back and rest. Grant then drove Floyd home.
When the ward was finally quiet, Nicole felt uncomfortable for a moment.
Soon, she was relieved that she could now walk on her own and that there was nothing wrong with her.
Nicole
pushed open the door to go out and see how Clayton was recovering, but when she opened the door, s
he saw a row o f bodyguards standing outside the door.
She wrinkled her eyebrows and was stunned for a moment.
Luca stood at the front and nodded slightly.
“Miss, go in and rest. If you have any orders, you can tell me.”
Nicole pursed her lips. “I‘m going to see my friend. I won‘t leave, so you don‘t need to follow.”
Saying that, Nicole headed out, but Luca refused to fall behind.
Nicole looked back at him. Luca pursed his lips.
“This is the Chairman‘s order.”
Fine.
Nicole frowned and did not bother. She continued to walk forward.
She looked through the glass and saw the situation inside the ICU ward. Her heartbeat
could not help but accelerate.
Director Sven and several domestic and international experts
gathered around an old professor with white hair. They were discussing something without avoiding the
They looked like they were discussing the best way to execute the best–known result.
Clayton was
lying there with fewer instruments connected to his body. His face was a little more pinkish with color.
Most importantly, his heart rate shown on the instrument was very vigorous and powerful.
It was completely different from what she saw last night, which was so weak that it was
almost a flat line.
Nicole stood there and watched for a while.
She slowly smiled.
It was great that Clayton survived.
Nicole was only truly relieved after confirming his condition with her own eyes.
The sound of deliberately lightened footsteps came from behind.
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