Abigail’s Second Life

Lawrence nodded to Abigail, reassuring her, "If there's a cure, that would be great. Don't worry about L.Moon. Luna will take care of it."

After dinner, Lawrence and Scarlett left.

Abigail helped Sean clean up, and then the doctor came to give him an injection.

With an IV drip, Sean looked at the news on his phone and fell asleep.

Abigail put away his phone and covered him with a blanket.

He had just woken up and fell asleep again.

Abigail's heart was filled with worry.

Fortunately, Sean stayed in the hospital for three days and gradually recovered. The doctor said he could be discharged.

Abigail took him back to the Pearsons' and started packing. Even if things didn't work out with Ronaldo, they could go back to Pendorf. The temperature in Capitalis was too low and dangerous for Sean. On the second day of returning home, Ronaldo called her.

"Alice said she could try treating Mr. Graham's condition, but she couldn't guarantee any results. What do you think?" Ronaldo asked Abigail.

"Let's give it a try. It's this situation, and we might as well try anything." Abigail replied. In this situation, there was nothing else they could do.

"Ronaldo will come to the airport

focused on the game, his

She just sat

dinner, Abigail received a

doctor, but I found a family with a strong background in medicine. They have a prodigy in their family who can help Sean." Kevin excitedly told Abigail. "It might take us a while here. I found a traditional medicine doctor

touch with Sean for a long time, and he hadn't expected the man to make such a big move silently. It really made him

other for

need, so of course, I'm living a good life. Remember to send me a wedding invitation when you two get married," Kevin joked like the old times. Abigail sighed and had nothing to say, so

Abigail and Sean arrived at the airport while

soon as he saw them, he immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Graham, long time no see. You have indeed lost a lot of weight." "How can

to appear even

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with Sean, his neck hunched, muttering, "I have to say,

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for a while, then felt drowsy as soon as he boarded the

the lounge and chatted with Ronaldo in the active area of

looks serious. He used to have some color in his face, but now