Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1438: Can We Still Find Claire?

Jennifer, although a woman, was first and foremost a learned and experienced doctor. When it came to treating patients, there was no distinction between male and female. Moreover, she didn't need to personally undress them. Jennifer opened the black suitcase to find clothes for Rowan, the pink one beside it likely belonged to Claire, which inevitably made her feel sad.

Standing by the bed, Tristan quickly unbuttoned Rowan's clothes, while Finnley went to the bathroom to fetch a warm towel. They helped Rowan clean his body and changed him into dry clothes. Jennifer found the medical kit and quickly took out two bottles of glucose oral solution from it.

Sat by the bedside, Tristan propped Rowan up while Finnley helped him drink the glucose solution. Throughout the process, the three of them communicated without speaking, their cooperation seamless. "How is he? Has he fainted? Is it serious?" Finnley asked.

Jennifer shook her head. She appeared calm and composed as she pinched Rowan's philtrum with professional precision, while her other hand took his pulse.

Tristan softly told them, "Dr. Watson spent the entire night on the riverbank yesterday and didn't eat much all day. He's probably fainting from exhaustion or from too much sadness."

"There's no major issue with his body, it's not an acute illness,” Jennifer said, removing her hand from his pulse. "But his gloomy mood is hard to adjust. If this continues for a long time, it will definitely wear him down."

Hearing this, Finnley appeared in a daze. His heart felt as if it had been turned upside down.

In the long run...

Claire wasn't coming

yet,

door to Room 303 was left slightly open for

balcony, her hands gripping the wooden railing. Her gaze towards the river was somewhat vacant. Four or

strong sadness sprouted in her heart, feeling as if the air here could corrode one's soul. Even

heavy,

could a perfectly fine

to calm her feelings for a long time. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

until footsteps came from behind did Monica collect herself and turn to

"How is

leaning on the railing, his deep eyes became even more

at him, then also looked at the river. They were both worried

the river, van Marsh stood with his hands in his pockets, his tall figure sturdy and robust. He stared at the bustling scene on the river, his eyes emitting a hawk-like sharp

Nothing!