Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 1071:

Even when the fever dipped, it never fell below 101°F.

He was mostly delirious, rarely aware of his surroundings.

Linda, stationed by his bedside in her wheelchair, maintained a constant vigil.

Eric’s face was burning with fever, his lips cracked and dry. Sweat rolled down his temples, dampening his hair and soaking into the pillow.

Linda wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, quietly swapping out the ice pack from his forehead. She leaned close, her voice soft but steady. “Eric, please get better soon.”

That morning, Hadley had no shooting schedule.

She and Brady had planned a visit to the hospital.

Upon their arrival, Josue conducted several tests on Brady.

“The results show no major concerns.” Josue reviewed the report and spoke in a calm, measured tone. “Mr. Jenkins, you underwent surgery three months ago?”

in a car accident. My liver

injuries were superficial, and

responded with a nod. “Your recovery seems to be on track according to the report.

marrow transplant, you’ll need to wait another three months. The criteria for

this up somehow? Doctor,

gentle smile. “Feeling fine doesn’t equate to being ready. That’s a

you’ve just had major surgery. Your liver must fully heal. Rushing into another procedure could jeopardize your recovery. Additionally, you should adopt a high-protein diet, engage in regular physical activity, and focus

still felt the pace

frowned slightly. “Didn’t you hear what the doctor

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Brady’s health for any reason was not an

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for you to take daily, and I’m also referring you to a

booklet. “Here’s a guidebook for exercises tailored