Chapter 1171 What Is Your Impression Of Mr. Watson?


    Chapter 1171 What Is Your Impression of Mr. Watson?


    Back in the ward, ire told Violet, "Aunt Violet, I got the appointment."


    "That''s great, why don''t you go back and dress up?" Excited, Violet advised, "Like change your dress?"


    "It''s just a meal." ire didn''t care at all, "It''s not a date. This is no point in being so serious. And he


    knows what I''m wearing today. It''d feel weird if I dress up on purpose."


    Violet agreed.


    "ire, don''t just eat. Remember to talk." Violet gave rie some tips based on her own experience,


    "Get to know each other, understand?"


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    "Aunt Violet." ire vaguely understood. She looked shy, "What are you talking about? It''s just a meal.


    We are not dating."


    "Alright." Violet was happy, "I''m d that you know everything so you don''t need more reminders. But


    there is one more thing I must tell you."


    "Yes?"


    "Mr. Watson is single. He is not in a rtionship with Dr. Wells. He told me they were just colleagues."


    ire looked at Violet, who was smiling, and jumped up from her chair, "What? Did you even ask him


    this?"


    "I did." Violet smiled, "Can''t I? It''s a verymon question."


    ire was dying of embarrassment, "Aunt Violet..."


    "Come on, don''t worry about it. You are not a child anymore. Mr. Watson is a nice guy."


    At this time, the door of the ward was opened slightly. They looked over and saw Ivan and Jennifer.


    "Mrs. Russel, ire." Jennifer smiled, with some fruits in her hand, "Are you feeling better, Mrs.


    Russel?"


    Ivan also politely greeted the middle-aged woman on the hospital bed, "Mrs. Russel."


    "I am doing much better, Mr. Marsh and Ms. Brooks, you guys must be busy. Thanks for taking the time


    to visit me. Take a seat."


    Jennifer and Ivan''s arrival interrupted the conversation in the ward.


    At half past five in the evening.


    "ire, it''s time for your dinner with Mr. Watson." Violet had been keeping an eye on the time.


    ire took out her phone and nced at it, "There is half an hour left, I don''t want to be there too early.


    It''ll make me look like I can''t wait."


    "Yes, you should be more reserved, but don''t be too much. Just grab the chance."


    Violet sat up and asked her seriously, "ire, so, what is your impression of Mr. Watson?"


    ire knew she would ask this question and she had asked herself the same one.


    But she just didn''t know how to answer.


    "You are silent. Does that mean you like him?" Violet observed ire.


    ire thought about it, and then answered, "I mean, I don''t hate him."


    "So you like him?" Violet said bluntly, "I know that Mr. Watson is a trustworthy person the first time I


    saw him. I would wish nothing more if you guys end up together!"


    ire didn''t respond. Twenty minutes passed in an instant.


    In the blink of an eye, it was five-fifty.


    ire was a little nervous. That wasn''t like her.


    "Hurry up, it''s six o''clock soon." Violet urged her again like an rm clock.


    ire got up and walked out of the ward. In the corridor, she found that her heartbeat had sped up.


    The more she tried to restrain it, the worst it got.


    In Rowan''s office, Daphne was also there.


    She was revising a patient document and found that Rowan kept checking his watch as if waiting for


    something.