CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 120

Bryan’s fingers froze. He glanced at her nervous little face.

If he said that work was more important, would this woman stab him with a needle?

Bryan made a wise choice. He closed the laptop, put it on the bedside table then stretched his arm toward her.

Finley checked his pulse and blood pressure.

About five minutes later, Finley came to a conclusion. “Your pulse is thin and weak, and your limbs are cold. It seems you have eaten something wrong. Open your mouth, I want to have a look.”

“No need. Prescribe me some medicine.” Bryan didn’t want to open his mouth.

“Open your mouth. I need to check the coating on your tongue.”

Finley ordered in a cold voice. Her aura was not the least bit inferior to Bryan’s.

In this place, Finley was the only one who had the guts to yell at Bryan Turner.

To her surprise, Bryan opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to cooperate with her examination.

“The coating of your tongue is thin and white, and you are sweating profusely.” Finley ranted some professional words that no one understood. Then, she leaned forward, asking, “Take off your

if your belly

directly pulled off his shirt, revealing his sexy eight-pack abdominal

at his abdominal muscles, gulping

body was really amazing.

on?” Tessa rushed in and walked to the bed.

hand

Why are you taking advantage of him?!” Tessa pointed at Finley, scolding. Finley did not pay attention to her at all. Instead, she

nodded with a sullen face.

when this woman examined her patients, she was really serious

what did you eat?” Finley took out a medical record

symptoms.

for him.” Tessa intervened, didn’t give Bryan the chance

didn’t intend to tell her what he had

peach cookies himself. Before he ate

cuisine.

wanted to blame someone, he should

was perplexed.

throw the ugly

didn’t expect her to be so silly as to directly give them to Bryan.

was also silly that he ate the bad products obediently.

be something wrong with what she had done that