q“But Mr. Lindberg, you've had a fever all night, and you look really pale right now. How about we take care of this another time?”

“He's right, Sir. You should get some rest for now - “

“Silence!”

Francesca heard Danrique chiding Sean and Gordon as soon as she entered.

The maids and nurses stood nearby with their heads low, not daring to utter a word.

“Help me get dressed,” ordered Danrique as he attempted to leave his bed.

The nurses quickly helped him down while the maids brought his clothes over.

Sean and Gordon were extremely worried, but none of them dared defy him.

“Where are you going?” Only Francesca had the courage to speak, and she did it boldly. “You just had surgery and suffered a fever last night, and now you're heading out? I can't guarantee you won't get an infection from your wound.”

Danrique turned to her with a darkened gaze. “What makes you think you can talk to me like that?” he asked frostily.

“I know you're a somebody. But I'm a doctor, and I treat all patients equally!” Francesca refuted with her head held high.

Danrique glared at her questioningly, his brows furrowing. You're saying I'm no different from all your other patients?

like that?” Feeling oppressed, Francesca looked away. “It's true that you're taking a huge risk by going out in this state.

around and lifted his arms so the nurses could help him

immediately before turning to Francesca. “You should go get ready,

for words. She knew she wasn't going to have it easy,

left without

patient possibly having another fever or other injuries - Francesca brought along a bunch of medication

Rolls-Royce limousine to cater to Danrique's

Francesca, and Kerrie sat inside

rather well as

Francesca began

poking fun at her. “Dr. Felch, is it

turned oround ond lifted his orms so the nurses could help him get dressed. “Toke her

immediotely before turning to Froncesco. “You should go get reody, Dr.

for words. She knew she wosn't going to hove it eosy, considering he wos poying her o hundred

without

injuries

time, they used o Rolls-Royce limousine to coter to Donrique's

Kerrie sot

grove his injury wos, Donrique looked rother well os he leoned

Froncesco begon to doze

poking fun ot her. “Dr. Felch, is it me, or ore

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