Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 348

The nurse was a bit puzzled but still walked into Neil’s room with the tray in her hands.

The two bodyguards saw that the nurse changing the medication was still the usual one, so they didn’t stop her.

Just as the nurse drew the medicine into the syringe, ready to inject it into the IV bag, Neil suddenly opened his eyes and breathed heavily.

The nurse got a shock from the sudden noise, dropping the syringe on the floor.

She ran out in a hurry, yelling down the hall, “Doctor! Doctor!”

A bunch of doctors rushed into the room and whisked Neil off to the emergency room.

The nurse stood in the empty room, picked up the syringe from the floor, tossed it into the nearby trash can, and then took the trash out. Tricia had been waiting at the end of the hall and saw Neil being taken into the emergency room. She thought her poison had taken effect.

Once injected, Neil would surely die.

She was feeling smug when she noticed the medicine she had just sent out was on top of the nurse’s trash can.

“Wasn’t this medicine injected into the patient?”

“No, the patient’s condition suddenly changed, and we’re not sure whether it’s for better or worse. We’ll have to wait until he comes out of the ER.”

skipped a beat. If Neil came out of the ER, she would definitely be kicked out!

should she

she

the phone, quickly changed his clothes, put on a

eyes were full of malice. She hoped that this stimulation would make Glenn go all

Glenn had in mind. He was now lurking around Rosen Garden,

passed by, he would rape her

Tricia was also looking for solutions. She should keep Neil in a coma or find a chance

last time she wore a sexy dress to find lan, he dismissed her like she was trash. She was not going

Maja

know. Maja not only succeeded but also made lan

wanted to stalk lan recently but was blacklisted by the hotel where lan was staying. As soon as she appeared, someone politely asked her to leave, which was

familiar with the bartender. As

bartender sent her a message.

here for

time and had a few hours of free time tonight, so Tyler Bennitt asked

one or two scripts a year, each selling

endorsement fees by accepting ads on Twitter,

gently with his elbow.

of the

divergent, and his guesses were