Sir Ares, Goodnight

He was jolted awake by such a weird nightmare and breathed heavily once he sat up.

The sun was beginning to rise at the horizon.

He had lost all interest in getting any more sleep, thus he woke up to get ready for work. He deliberately shaved his stubble neatly because he was going to see her today.

He wanted to present himself to her in his best form to prevent her from getting worried about him.

Grand Asia's medical department.

Rose had arrived at the matron's office early in the morning.

She humbly stood in front of the matron and bowed." Thank you for your patience in teaching me."

The matron stole a glance at the clock hanging on the wall, a look of disbelief flashing in her eyes.

Other workers were probably just about to get out of bed, yet this lady who was the apple of the president's eye was more hardworking than anyone else. "Come along with me."

The matron led Rose to Old Master Severe's room and gave a briefing about the patient's condition. "His four limbs are powerless, including his respiratory Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

muscles. In the previous hospital, they diagnosed him as having progressive muscular dystrophy. After a few multidisciplinary discussions in our hospital, he's been diagnosed as having somatization disorder." Rose had never heard of somatization disorder, thus the matron explained, saying, "It's a disorder caused by the central nervous system which is mostly related t o anxiety and mood disorders. For a patient to present such severe symptoms like him, this is the first. The patient has no willpower to live!"

reddened as she choked.

any medications for stabilizing his mood. That's where the difficult part of the treatment is. The most crucial part regarding the

every piece of information in

deteriorating, we need to inject him with medications to maintain

asking, "Matron, could you teach me how to inject

grandpa so that he could get back up on his feet sooner. She was willing to do anything

cannula to Rose and pointed at one obvious vein on the back of Old Master Severe's hand. She then asked, "Do you want to try and change his cannula

at the back

get her quickly. The president has fallen ill and needs to be given a bed

room, they saw a few nurses pushing the president's hospital

the

from alcohol allergy and needs to be observed in the ward for a few

arrange for the VVIP room!" The matron turned to

"Come with me."

At the VVIP room.

"The president's allergy reaction this time is slightly milder, but due to his history, the gradually progressive nature of the allergy reaction might cause damage to his other

nervously nodded

bed. His fair and handsome face still held its arrogance despite being ill, looking as if he was above everyone else. Seeing him in this state, she