Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1156


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1156


    Take Me to Corey


    However, she couldn’t. No matter how much she missed Mason, she had to take care of herself too.


    As long as she was around, she wouldn’t let anything happen to him.


    Laying on his shoulders, she was almost begging as she said, “Trust me, okay? Cooperate with me. I’ll


    make sure nothing happens to you.”


    Restraining himself from kissing her, Mason closed his eyes in pain. “Okay. I trust you.”


    “I also believe that with your physique, you’ll be able to get through this tough time.”


    Indeed, he had survived more than ten kinds of poisons—including neurotoxins—so this was nothing.


    Moreover, the person who developed this antidote was an enemy J had defeated.


    There was no reason why she couldn’t defeat Melissa again!


    It was certainly possible.


    …….


    No matter how reluctant the two were to leave each other, there was nothing they could do.


    Because the red dots on Mason’s body were getting denser and denser, he had to be quarantined.


    Since his blood was infectious, they had to work on his blood first.


    Therefore, in the absence of an antidote, the only option was to perform a blood transfusion on Mason.


    Looking at the man in the istion room, J said, “Wait for me toe back! Promise me!”


    Mason quietly stared at her, then said lightly, “Okay. I’ll wait for you.”


    As soon as he said that, J turned around and left without hesitation.


    After leaving the istion room, J looked at the light rain that was slowly falling, then turned to Lara


    and said, “Take me to Corey.”


    Taking a deep breath, Lara clenched her fists. “Okay.”


    …


    J hadn’t rested for an entire day, and it was already dawn when she left the hospital.


    Regarding Mason transferring properties because of his illness, not only the Lowry family, but ck


    Python, White Python, and even the Inte were in an uproar about it.


    As soon as news about it was released, there were all sorts ofments on the Inte.


    ‘I’m afraid Mr. Lowry won’t be able to escape this time.’


    ‘Yeah. He’s transferred all of his properties, so he must be powerless.’


    ‘I wonder what illness he’s suffering from that’s so serious.’


    ‘I know, right! Wasn’t he doing well some time ago? It’s only been less than a week!’


    ‘That’s right. If Mason dies, then wouldn’t J be a widow?’


    ‘Sh*t! Looks like I have a chance now!’


    These were all from passersby, so they weren’t exactly bothered, but the ‘Jason’ couple fans had all


    cried themselves blind.


    ‘Oh, I hope Mason gets better soon!’


    ‘Yes, I believe that Mr. Lowry is a saint and will not be defeated!’


    ‘Mr. Lowry has to live a good life with J!’


    ‘Praying for him.’


    ‘Praying for him too.’


    ‘By the way, isn’t there a divine doctor called Sandra? Maybe that person has a way!’


    ‘Now that you’ve mentioned it, it got me thinking: Didn’t Doctor Sandra save Old Madam Lowry before?


    She must have a way!’


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    ‘Let’s ask Doctor Sandra to help him.’


    ‘Sandra, God will reward the kind.’


    J turned off her phone, then closed her eyes and said lightly, “Lara, ask Herbert and the others to


    come back and help me.”


    Herbert and James were both from Markovia’s Medical Research Institute, and they had both helped


    her during Old Madam Lowry’s operation, so she would feel more at ease leaving Mason in their care.


    Understanding her intentions, Lara nodded. “Okay.”


    …


    Somewhere in a basement prison, there was the sound of footsteps from outside the door.


    A man in ck said respectfully, “Chief, you’re here?”


    “Give me the key to Corey’s prison. I want to see him.”


    “Yes, chief.”


    After getting the key, J walked toward the President’s prison with Lara following behind her.


    Upon opening the door to the President’s cell, she slowly walked over, then looked condescendingly on


    the ground at the man, who was currently in a wretched state. She asked coldly, “Do you know why I’m


    here today?”


    The President’s mouth was streaked with blood, and he obviously looked like he had just been tortured.


    Fixing J with an iparably fierce gaze, he answered with a chuckle, “You’re surely not here to


    let me out.”


    Staring back at him, J let out a lightugh. “You’re quite self-aware, huh?”


    The President’s body stiffened, and he could clearly feel that the woman’s demeanor had be a


    little unusual. She seemed cold and evil, as if she was on the verge of bursting with rage.