Beep! Beep! Beep!


    Ten minutester, the instrument’s sound steadied once again.


    From Dn’s right big toe, blood flowed with a tinge of blue.


    After taking the chicken blood, the little boy’s condition miraculously stabilized!


    “Okay! It’s really okay!”


    Albie cried tears of joy, overwhelmed with excitement.


    Luca wiped his sweat and let out a long sigh of relief. Just now, he was under immense pressure!


    If anything happened to Albie’s son in the hospital, this hospital would be shut down and he himself might not have a good ending either!


    “Dr. Atkinson, it seems like the young master is really poisoned?” Miranda asked.


    Albie red at Luca angrily. “The hospital’s cafeteria actually poisoned my son?”


    “No way! How could we? We would never poison anyone!” Luca turned pale as he spoke. The next second, his peripheral vision caught sight of a thermos on the nearby table.


    Inside was leftover snake soup!


    “Where did this snake soupe from?” Luca suddenly thought of something and asked in suspicion.


    “My wife made it for Dn, to nourish his body. What’s wrong?” Albie asked.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    “I know now! The problem is with this snake soup! The hospital cafeteria had white radishes today! Both foods are not poisonous on their own, but eating them together can be life-threatening!” Luca shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed. “I didn’t expect that young man earlier to have already figured it out. He was right about everything!”


    As soon as he finished speaking, Albie’s expression changed several times!


    It turned out that it was because of the snake soup he brought that his son almost died.


    He couldn’t imagine what would have happened if L hadn’t reminded him before leaving!


    For a moment, Albie’s heart was filled with fear, guilt, gratitude…


    The next second, he walked up to Miranda, “Ms. Lowe, please thank Mr. Willis for me! Also, I agree to cooperate with yourpany ording to the conditions you proposed before. We will sign the contract in a few days. By the way, when we meet again next time, please make sure Mr. Willises along.”


    “He is my son’s savior and I must personally apologize and express my gratitude!” Albie repeated.


    Miranda’s delicate face couldn’t help showing surprise and astonishment.


    “Oh… okay.”


    Albie agreed to the coboration? Miranda couldn’t believe how quickly things had turned around. She realized she had been wrong about L all along.


    Despite having helped her, she had driven him away. What was she going to do now?


    The next morning at 7:30 am, L was meditating when he heard a noise from Nora. He opened his eyes and felt a surge of energy despite not having slept all night.


    The dragon energy flowing from his left kidney continued to nourish and strengthen his body. He spent the night organizing and integrating memories in his mind.


    Dragon Soul Immortal Technique was a martial art that involved attack, defense, and killing techniques. Dragon Emperor’s Canon was an extensive medical practice while Dragon Gaze Heavenward Technique dealt with divination ranging from personal fortune-telling to predicting national destiny.


    “Daddy.”


    At that moment, a soft voice sounded.


    Nora woke up and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her father sitting next to her with big eyes full of joy.


    “How do you feel?” L asked indulgently, touching his daughter’s small face.


    In fact, at this point in time, after infusing dragon energy into his eyes, he could clearly see Nora’s physical condition. The little one was doing well overall but there was still a hint of ck energy lingering inside her bone marrow indicating that she had not fully recovered yet.


    “I’m so hungry! I want to eat fried dough stick …” the little one pouted and rubbed her small belly like a greedy kitten.


    “Okay, I will go buy it for you!” L felt so happy when he heard his daughter say she was hungry. Previously when Nora’s health deteriorated, she had no appetite at all and even vomited everything fed to her mouth. Now that she said she was hungry on her own initiative meant things were looking up!


    “No! I don’t want you to leave.”


    “I’m so hungry but don’t want you to leave… what should we do?” The little one grabbed onto L’s hand and pouted again.


    L chuckled and pretended to be angry. “Listen, Nora, I will be back soon.”


    “Oh. Daddy, did you not sleep against night? Maybe you should go to bed first. I… I’m not that hungry,” the little girl said obediently.


    But her stomach betrayed her with a few loud grumbles, making her blush with embarrassment.


    “Hahaha, still not hungry? I’m not tired yet. Just wait here,” L teased as he watched his daughter’s shy expression.


    “Daddy’s mean! Daddy’s teasing Nora! Hmph!” Nora protested from under the covers.


    After soothing his daughter for a while longer, L went out to buy some fried dough sticks.


    As he stepped outside the hospital entrance, he received a phone call from Miranda!


    Yesterday, L had “sold himself” to her and signed an agreement that included exchanging contact information.


    “Ms. Lowe?” L answered the phone.


    “Why didn’t youe pick me up? Didn’t I tell you that you’re responsible for taking me to work from now on?”


    As soon as she came on the line, she asked in a questioning tone, hitting L with a barrage of questions.


    Unseen by L on the other end of the phone was Miranda’s face, which had turned slightly red. She had told him to get lost yesterday, so it was obvious what she meant. But today, after much hesitation, she finally made this call. So she used this surface-level aggression and intimidation to cover up her embarrassment.


    “What? Pick you up? Yesterday you told me…”


    L looked confused and didn’t quite catch on.


    “Cut the crap! We signed an agreement yesterday and I also paid for your daughter’s medical expenses. What’s wrong? Do you want to back out?” Miranda snorted lightly and questioned him.


    “I…” L broke out in a sweat.


    What did she mean by wanting to back out? It was clearly her who told him to get lost and not let her see him again. How did it be his fault now?


    Women were truly unreasonable creatures.


    “What do you mean? What exactly are you trying to say?” Miranda asked coldly, seemingly very angry at L’s change of heart.


    “So should Ie pick you up now?” L let out a bitterugh and asked.


    “Not necessary now. I’m already at the office. How about we grab lunch together at the Cottage?”


    Without giving L a chance to refuse, Miranda hung up the phone.