Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 231

I had a rebellious heart, but Neil’s gaze made it impossible for me to say no.

Even a stranger should lend a hand to a sick patient.

I took a few steps, holding Neil’s arm and using my body as support, helping him to the ward step by step.

Neil had slimmed down a bit recently, but he was still a tall guy, and his body was not light. I was leaning a bit, but I dared not let go.

Because Neil smoked a lot, his hospital gown smelled strongly of smoke, so I couldn’t help turning my head to cough a couple of times

I lost strength in my legs accidentally, and with most of Neil’s weight on me, I couldn’t stand steady

Neil seemed to anticipate that I would fall because of my distraction. He quickly let go of me and fell forward himself, but the accident still happened since I was also pulled forward by his falling force

“Ouch…” When I fell on Neil, I heard him gasp

I tried to scramble up in a panic, only to land my hand on his stomach. He twitched his brow and glared at me, “Are you trying to kill your ex-husband?!”

A kind-hearted nurse came over. She helped me up first, then, along with me, helped Neil, who was pale with pain, up and sent him to the ward.

I should’ve left then, but out of guilt, i decided to stick around and see how things were.

The nurse checked Neil, gave him some medication, and gave him some advice.

“If you don’t like the hospital food, I can bring you some when I go home! The nurse said while blushing a bit..

“No need.” Neil replied coldly

The nurse left awkwardly, and seeing that Neil was okay, I decided to leave too

condition and then

you who asked me to help you?”

could have refused to help me, but in the end, you

were dying in front of me, I wouldn’t help you” I replied, frowning.

bed, then replied, “Shouldn’t you stomp on my corpse a

sick? I checked my watch, “I

to leave, I heard Neil’s shameless request, “Help me

soup on the bedside table that had

at the bolete

and replied matter-of-factly. It’s cold. The bolete mushroom soup cools

with medication and rest before, and now he suddenly knew that he had a stomach problem and couldn’t eat

it. You mess with yourself every day; a

for the harm you just

hurt him? Neil

T

you

waiting for my

had to go outside the hospital to

with the bolete mushroom soup, he had already sat up in front of the hospital bed, one hand

he saw me carrying the bolete mushroom soup, he seemed quite pleased, and a

mushroom soup expressionlessly. “Drink it while it’s

box, then at his Ved hand. “Help me open it

the bed, then opened and arranged the bolele mushroom soup, finally taking a deep breath,

put down his phone, picked up the spoon, and started drinking the bolete mushroom soup. He casually responded, “One

was puzzled, what else could he

mouthfuls of the bolete mushroom soup, Neil looked up at me, “Even though I promised you that I wouldn’t bother you again, since today you came to me first, I can now tell you

that. Indeed,