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“Do you think I'm willing to let you have any interactions with him? If he hadn't refused the help from everyone else, I wouldn't have even tried to contact you.”

Gwendolyn's eyes darkened as she listened to what Angeline said. “All right. I'll definitely go and visit him later.”

Having said that, she hung up the phone. Just then, the doctors walked out of the ward. It seemed like they had finished checking up on Patrick.

Gwendolyn quickened her pace toward the ward. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Gregory lying on the bed with pale lips. However, his expression was more relaxed now, and he no longer furrowed his brows.

Kevin was wearing his white coat. Lifting a hand, he adjusted his frameless glasses with his long, slender fingers. He was tall and skinny. With his doctor's uniform and glasses, he looked intellectual and charming. Besides, he exuded a surreal aura around him.

Gwendolyn walked over to the side of the bed. Nevertheless, she dared not to touch Patrick because she was afraid that he was still in pain.

Kevin shifted his gaze onto Gwendolyn, who was standing next to him. Curling his lips into a smile, he said, “Gwen, you're impressive, aren't you? You've conquered our BigWoodOne.”

Gwendolyn turned around and glanced at him in confusion. She did not understand what he meant.

“Kevin, is he okay?” she asked with her face reddened. She was worried about Patrick, and she feared that something might happen to his injury.

Kevin glanced at Patrick, who had closed his eyes on the bed. He had given Patrick a painkilling injection, so the latter would feel tired. Nevertheless, he would feel better after falling asleep.

But then, he has to avoid all kinds of strenuous activities

playful and always smiling cheekily when he talked to Gwendolyn. However, he

his reaction. She shuddered for a moment, realizing

said, “I won't do

finish her sentence. However, she knew that

shoved both hands into his pockets. A glint flashed across his eyes as he stared intently at the handsome man on the bed.

right. Gwen, take care of Pat.

an eye on him. You can go ahead with your

been afraid of doctors since she was a

bed and held Patrick's hand tight. Staring at him affectionately, she said, “I'm so glad that you're all

the sweat on his forehead away. Then, she tucked in his blanket for him before sorting out his documents

became tidy

in the ward with some fruits and food containers. They had been sending

you should eat your dinner first. Mr. Lowen's food is in the insulated

containers, she thought of Zayden. He's in a bad mood, so he'll never eat anything obediently. Even Mrs. Surrington can't do

on the bed. I guess he'll be asleep for another two