The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 346 The Muse Inspired My Extraordinary Performance

Upon hearing these words, Adrian gave a slight smile. “Indeed, she hast. changed much.”

“Who would have thought that you are such a skilled artist, Dr. Sutton.”

“Truth be told, I’m not much of an artist. I dabble here and there, but I’ve never had formal training. I guess you could say that it was the muse that inspire my exceptional performance.”

Josiah asked, “How old was she at that time?”

“She was in her sophomore year,” Adrian said. “I happened to visit Harborbrook Medical University when I returned to the country for an exchange that year!

Josiah tilted his head to look at the painting, giving a slight nod. “Does this small path still exist in the medical university now?”

“I’m not sure. You should ask Lysander about it.”

Josiah turned around, looking toward Ivsander, who was in the kitchen trying to make herself less noticeable while watching the kettle boil. “Does it?”

Lysander pointed to her throat, indicating she couldn’t speak.

“Oh, I forgot. Your voice hasn’t recovered yet,

Josiah slowly approached, one hand resting on the bar counter. His fingers grazed her neck nonchalantly. “Does it still hurt?”

Lysander frowned in displeasure.

speak yet, are you able

right away. She would have to first familiarize herself with the hospital’s environment and procedures, then get to

After listening,

for taking the trouble,

didn’t respond; he simply sat down

He rummaged through it, pulling out a syringe and a tetanus injection. “Lysander, I might need your

Lysander nodded.

water had

it with the recently boiled water to create a drinkable

1/2

a smile, he accepted it. “Thank

forehead, then rummaged through ti bag to find the antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicine for

half an

“Got it.”

into his mouth. He then

ה.

making preparations on the

then proceeded to unpack the syringe and the tetanus shot. Her movements were professional and

syringe’s plunger, the serum began to

nod, signaling that everything was set and he

her intention, Adrian rolled up the sleeves of

the wound to stop the bleeding. Simultaneously,

his wound, leaning his head back against

too hard? It’s been years since I’ve

not your fault. It’s just that I

the wound on his

arm to administe tetanus shot just a while ago. At that moment, he was using his right hand to press a

the cotton swab, noting that the injection wound had stopped bleeding. Only then did she prepare a fresh alcohol swab. Squatting in front of the couch, she proceeded to treat the injury