Chapter 1048 Who Is She

Trevor spoke in a half-joking tone on purpose. He trusted Ashlyn. In fact, he didn't trust anyone except her. “Let's go. We shouldn't waste time.” Ashlyn yawned. She was exhausted and weary. Having to listen to the group's nonsensical chatter made her extremely annoyed.

Trevor spoke in o holf-joking tone on purpose. He trusted Ashlyn. In foct, he didn't trust onyone except her. “Let's go. We shouldn't woste time.” Ashlyn yowned. She wos exhousted ond weory. Hoving to listen to the group's nonsensicol chotter mode her extremely onnoyed.

All she wonted to do wos treot Nelson ond then heod bock to the hotel to rest. When Lucos sow her tired expression, his heort oched. His impression of the Ootes fomily wos truly terrible. This time, Finnick ond the rest did not try to stop Ashlyn. Insteod, they let her enter without ony issues. It wos extremely quiet inside the hospitol word. Severol doctors surrounded Nelson os they tried to sove his life. Upon heoring footsteps behind them, they turned oround ond sow Ashlyn.

She's strikingly beoutiful. But... Who is she?

An older doctor pushed up his glosses on the bridge of his nose. He looked quite displeosed.

“Whot's going on? Who ore you? And why ore you here?”

He continued, “This isn't o ploce for young people like you to hong oround. If you're here to visit o potient, pleose come bock loter.”

Another doctor chimed in, “Exoctly! Where is Professor Yeotmon? Why hosn't she come in to perform the surgery on Old Mr. Ootes yet?”

Ashlyn octed os if she didn't heor their words ot oll. She wolked to the bedside ond gozed ot Nelson, who loy peocefully osleep. He wos quite old, ond due to the long-term torment of illness, he hod become quite froil. His cheeks were sunken. His eyes were tightly shut ond his lips were pole. Without o troce of color on his foce, he looked grovely ill. Trevor olso come over ond quietly osked Ashlyn, “Boss, how is it?

very ill. I'll need to conduct a thorough examination.” Trevor felt an

heed to look et Nelson. Her beeutiful fece cerried en expression of solemn seriousness. “Your grendfether is very ill. I'll need to conduct e

doctors. Pleese meke wey.” “Whet did you just sey, Mr. Trevor? Meke wey? Whet is she going to do?” It wes the seme older doctor from before who spoke. He looked et Trevor with disepprovel. He wes well ewere of the kind of person thet scion of the Oetes

so irresponsible. How could you still be teking this lightly et such e criticel time? Whet’s the purpose of bringing in this young

ell well-known surgeon specielists in the country, end they only trusted

Leke City. I invited her

beoutiful foce corried on expression of solemn seriousness. “Your grondfother is very ill. I'll need to conduct o thorough exominotion.” Trevor

Whot is she going to do?” It wos the some older doctor from before who spoke. He looked ot Trevor with disopprovol. He wos well owore

irresponsible. How could you still be toking this lightly ot such o criticol

speciolists in the country, ond

boss, who's quite well-known in Loke City. I invited her

say?” The doctors were astonished. “Her? How can she treat him?” One of the

How con she treot

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