Chapter 553 A Man Shouldn't Be Weak

Shirley entered the medical room, supported Braden, who was unconscious, and fed him a bowl of medicine.

"Victory is within reach, you rascal, you must hold on!”

She held the man's hand, her eyes reddened.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark outside.

Shirley sat by the bedside, anxiously waiting for the man to wake up.

"Ms. Wilson, Mr. Stewart's condition is relatively stable. Why don't you go and rest for a while?" a kind nurse advised Shirley.

"It's fine. I can rest here too. If I'm by his side, I'll feel more at ease."

"Take care of yourself. Let me know if you need anything."

The nurse sighed deeply and left the medical room.

Everyone at the MTW Center knew that Ms. Wilson was deeply in love with Mr. Stewart!

After some time, Shirley dozed off, leaning against the edge of the bed.

Braden woke up and moved his fingers, easily brushing against Shirley's hair.

Her silky hair lingered between his fingers, stirring his heart.

"You're awake?"

Shirley was lightly asleep but immediately sensed something was amiss. She woke up abruptly and looked nervously at Braden, "How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable? Do you still feel weak?1'

Braden felt embarrassed as if he had been caught stealing. He quickly withdrew his hand and coldly replied, "Who told you I felt weak? I'm fine."

Seeing that he had the energy to argue, Shirley breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, 'Right, right, a man shouldn't be weak. It was my choice of words that was wrong."

feel much better, as if I have regained some strength. I don't

and felt an

"That's good, that’s good."

was overjoyed, realizing that Antwan's herbal medicine was indeed

"Mr. Stewart's pulse is steady and strong. His condition is even better than before. It

"What herbs?"

and asked in a serious

such. They are herbs that can cure

names of herbs and said to the man, "Take good care of yourself. The day of your recovery is just

getting late, and Braden had some porridge

and May left the medical room and

did you? Is

Her intuition told her

Wilson, I assure you; Mr. Stewart's condition has improved a lot. Antwan's

tone was resolute. She was fairly excited as if

hates Braden to death. How could his

those closest to us. Perhaps deep down, Antwan

Homophobia often hides

her chin and suddenly

seemed like jealousy. Actually, it might have been a deep, intense love. Maybe he loved Braden even more than she did. Being a close relative, his

was afraid of her suffering from pain, but perhaps he was also worried

tsk, the ultimate

of Antwan became much more complex in an

we can

days, she had been tirelessly researching and experimenting with her father's formulas to restore

What are the conditions?" Shirley

long, this day had finally

estimate that it will be quite challenging," May said with a worried sigh, "This method is my estranged father's creation, called 'Bloodletting and Bone-smoking' therapy. Since Mr. Stewart didn't reject Antwan's blood, I

Bone-smoking' therapy?" Shirley looked puzzled, "What kind of medical practice is that? Just by hearing the name,

use this method. They call it witchcraft. But if you are truly desperate to help Mr. Stewart recover, you could consider an

you say it requires the

Shirley's mind, and she furrowed her brows immediately, lacking

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