Agustin was reworking the n in his head.


    And seeing this, Mr. Barbero poked his own daughter hard on her forehead, “You’re not still thinking about Cedron, are you? He already has a fiancée, it’s not your turn!”


    In the past, Cedron was single, and although he had a child with him, he was too good, so he turned a blind eye to Agustin’s pursuit of Cedron.


    Sometimes he even thought that although Agustin would have to be a stepmother if he married her, but Cedron was still young, so he could have another child with Agustin, and the rtionship would be solid.


    But now that Cedron has a fiancée, Agustin will be a mistress if she goes after him!


    Mr. Barbero’s heart aches for his daughter, but he doesn’t want her to do such a shameful and indecent thing.


    Doing this kind of thing is going to beughed at to deathter on.


    Agustin wanted to roll his eyes.


    What era was this, and what was this talk about disgrace or mistress?


    Whoever can sit in Mrs. Navarro’s position is the only one with real skills, okay?


    If she can really get to the top, whoever dares to say she is a mistress can be killed in a minute.


    Besides, now is just a fiancée, and not really married, and the rtionship is not good, she ispletely have the opportunity to cross the road.


    Taking a step back, even if the two of them did get married, it was still possible for them to get divorced ande back to marry her.


    As long as she could get Cedron to fall in love with herself, then no other problem would be a problem!


    But that was something Agustin didn’t say.


    She knew that her own father was an old pedant and wouldn’t listen even if she said it.


    It was better to wait until she had gotten her hands on him!


    So on her face, she obediently agreed, “I know dad, I drew a lot of blood, now my whole body is especially dizzy, I can’t stand up at all, you help me downstairs.”


    “I’m an old man, what if I don’t hold on and fall, wait, dad will go find you a wheelchair!” Mr. Barbero’s knees were hurting, but for his daughter’s sake, he limped to the nurse and asked for a wheelchair.


    -Mr. Barbero


    After the blood transfusion, Amad was wheeled to the ICU for observation.


    Enoch just learned about this and ran to the door, staring at Amad through the thick ss, his heart twisted into a knot.


    Although Grandma Zu had said that she was in the conditioning stage, and since she couldn’t use the hormone medication from before, there might be a possibility of a re-up, seeing Amad actually have a re-up was still hard on Enoch’s heart.


    When on earth can we have the surgery to cure Amadpletely?


    If he could, Enoch really wanted to go in and suffer in Amad’s ce.


    Only unfortunately, he couldn’t.


    “Enoch,” the nurse came forward, “your sister is fine now, she can be transferred to the general ward after a nap, don’t worry oh.”


    Enoch screwed up his cold little face and nodded, saying thank you.


    The nurse sighed, rubbed Enoch’s head and turned to leave.


    Enoch, on the other hand, watched for a while longer before he was ready to leave.


    Halfway there, he remembered that he hadn’t asked the nurse what time tomorrow he could be transferred to the general ward.


    He needed to see his sister first thing before she got scared.


    Walking to the nurses’ station, Enoch’s head was not as tall as the nurses’ station, the nurses inside didn’t see him at all and were chatting away.


    As they talked, the discussion came to Amad.


    The nurse was especially heartbroken, “Amad is ufortable like that, but he is still afraid of dirtying the sheets and will trouble me to wash them, this child knows too much!”Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    “That’s right, it’s also the first time I’ve seen such a well-behaved child, that Miss Barbero is so hateful, why did she do it to Amad, she deserved to have 60 pumped, if I could, I would want to pump her dry!”


    “Draining is murder, it’s against thew, and it’s not her turn to drain, if there was a real blood shortage, Mr. Navarro would have been on it.”


    “Don’t mention it, Mr. Navarro was originally reluctant, and then his assistant kept pleading before agreeing to go and draw blood, hey, when I saw that Mr. Navarro was so anxious to send Amad to the emergency room, I thought that he was particrly fond of Amad, but I didn’t realize that he wouldn’t even donate blood.”


    The nurse was stunned, “How could Mr. Navarro be such a person ah, don’t be you misunderstood, could there be something else going on here, such as Mr. Navarro has some kind of illness but doesn’t want to worry others, that’s why he refused the blood transfusion?”


    “Here, Mr. Navarro’s blood test report is here, look at it yourself, where is the problem, clearly … hey, Enoch, why are you here?”