Chapter 1438: Can We Still Find ire?


    Chapter 1438: Can We Still Find ire?


    Jennifer, although a woman, was first and foremost a learned and experienced doctor. When it came to


    treating patients, there was no distinction between male and female. Moreover, she didn''t need to


    personally undress them. Jennifer opened the ck suitcase to find clothes for Rowan, the pink one


    beside it likely belonged to ire, which inevitably made her feel sad.


    Standing by the bed, Tristan quickly unbuttoned Rowan''s clothes, while Finnley went to the bathroom


    to fetch a warm towel. They helped Rowan clean his body and changed him into dry clothes. Jennifer


    found the medical kit and quickly took out two bottles of glucose oral solution from it.


    Sat by the bedside, Tristan propped Rowan up while Finnley helped him drink the glucose solution.


    Throughout the process, the three of themmunicated without speaking, their cooperation


    seamless.


    "How is he? Has he fainted? Is it serious?" Finnley asked.


    Jennifer shook her head. She appeared calm andposed as she pinched Rowan''s philtrum with


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    professional precision, while her other hand took his pulse.


    Tristan softly told them, "Dr. Watson spent the entire night on the riverbank yesterday and didn''t eat


    much all day. He''s probably fainting from exhaustion or from too much sadness."


    "There''s no major issue with his body, it''s not an acute illness," Jennifer said, removing her hand from


    his pulse. "But his gloomy mood is hard to adjust. If this continues for a long time, it will definitely wear


    him down."


    Hearing this, Finnley appeared in a daze. His heart felt as if it had been turned upside down.


    In the long run...


    It meant ire wasn''ting back...


    Even though they hadn''t found her body yet, as time passed, the situation looked increasingly grim.


    Next door but one, the door to Room 303 was left slightly open for Tristan to enterter.


    Monica stood alone on the balcony, her hands gripping the wooden railing. Her gaze towards the river


    was somewhat vacant. Four or five boats were floating, and the salvage teams were busy.


    A strong sadness sprouted in her heart, feeling as if the air here could corrode one''s soul. Even


    breathing felt oppressive.


    Her mood was so heavy, she was incredibly sad...


    How could a perfectly fine girl just disappear?


    "ire, where on earth are you?" She sighed, unable to calm her feelings for a long time.


    Not until footsteps came from behind did Monica collect herself and turn to see Tristan walking towards


    the balcony.


    She asked him, "How is Dr. Watson?"


    "He''s awake, there''s no major issue." Tristan came to stand by her side, leaning on the railing, his deep


    eyes became even more gloomy as he looked at the river.


    Monica nced at him, then also looked at the river. They were both worried about ire.


    By the river, Ivan Marsh stood with his hands in his pockets, his tall figure sturdy and robust. He stared


    at the bustling scene on the river, his eyes emitting a hawk-like sharp light.


    Nothing!


    "Mr. Marsh."


    A man came up from behind, saluted respectfully, and reported in a low voice, "Based on the speed of


    the current and Miss Russell''s point of entry into the water, we have searched the most likely areas


    where we could find her, we have also employed a life detector."


    The man''s implication was clear, there was no need to continue the search, everyone had done their


    best.


    Ivan Marsh still stared at the river, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his thin lips parted, "There''s


    a possibility that she was rescued."


    The man behind him said, "Mr. Marsh, this possibility is almost non-existent."


    Ivan Marsh''s eyes narrowed slightly, his features exuding a hint of cold hardness.


    The man, thinking he was smart, analyzed, "Our search team is vast, and a woman''s disappearance


    has caused quite the stir in the ancient town. If she was rescued, there would be witnesses, or the


    boatman woulde forward to tell us."


    "Then keep searching." Ivan Marsh''s eyes darkened slightly, interrupting him in a calm andposed


    manner.


    The man behind Mr. Marsh was left speechless by his attitude!