The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 747

“Daniel?”

The nurse pushed open the door, and as expected, Daniel was still unconscious.

She heaved a sigh. Such a handsome young lad was now injured and confined to a hospital bed. It was truly pitiful.

The nurse walked to his bedside, checked Daniel’s condition, pulled out yesterday’s medical report from a folder, and placed it on the bedside table before leaving the room.

Upon seeing the nurse leave, Joie breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn’t afford to waste any more time.

She opened the bathroom door and quickly exited the patient’s room.

On her way out. Joie glanced disdainfully at a janitor cleaning in the stairwell.

The elevator arrived, she put on her mask, and swiftly made her exit.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, Brittany and a nurse arrived at Daniel’s room.

Daniel was still unconscious. Brittany walked to his bedside and set down a thermos.

The nurse prepared his medication, changed his bandages, and carefully redressed his wounds.

forehead, felt her heart severely ache, and

worry too much. The young master is still unconscious, so he doesn’t feel

herself, the nurse understood Brittany’s feelings and tried

Brittany thanked her.

the nurse left, Brittany pulled up a chair to sit by Daniel’s bedside. She couldn’t imagine how helpless and scared Daniel must have felt when he

reached out and gently touched his face. He had lost a lot of weight due to his recent hospitalizations. Brittany

however, remained

for a long time. Having barely slept the night before, she fell

Isaac finished work, he arrived at the

light as she lay slumped over the hospital bed. Her hands were

quietly approached her and

was oblivious to the fact that she had been carried out of the hospital room and taken to

to keep watch at the

the hospital, where Daniel had

that he was out of danger, so they

the doctors approached him. “Mr. Salter, the young master just woke up. He’s in good condition, but he can’t move for

“I understand.”

left, Isaac went to Daniel’s bedside. Their eyes met, and Daniel had a look of vulnerability, much like a frightened

“Daddy.”

pulled up a chair and sat down. “Does it hurt anywhere?”