Chapter 242


    Chapter 242 You Affect My Appetite


    Edith seemed to understand what Cordelia meant.


    She patted Cordelia''s shoulder suddenly. "Cordelia, let me say to you on behalf of Elijah, happy


    birthday!"


    Cordelia''s eyes turned red, and she suddenly hugged Edith.


    "Mrs. Edith Hansen, I envy Elijah and Lamia very much. Although you are a serious mother, you are a


    wise person. I know that you love them very much!"


    Suddenly hugged by her, Edith didn''t realize it for a while.


    When she came back to her senses, Cordelia had already gone far.


    "This child, really..." Edith muttered in a low voice and walked back to the ward slowly.


    Early the following day, Cordelia saw the news.


    [A 6.5-magnitude earthquake urred in Fabuca County, and the mountain copsed severely.


    Rescue and medical personnel are urgently needed.]


    Cordelia was having breakfast with Milo and immediately demonstrated her willingness to Milo after


    seeing the news.


    "Milo, I want to help the area stricken by the disaster."


    Milo nodded. "Okay, then you go back and prepare now, and I will help you contact our people over


    there."


    Cordelia immediately drank the milk before her, picked up a tissue, and ran away.This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .


    Milo quickly called her, "Hey, don''t hurry! Don''t fall."


    "Milo, I''m not a child." Cordelia ran into Eason when she ran out of the gate. "Eason, you are here."


    "I know about the video. I will go to the hospital to visit Elijah and exin to him," Eason said seriously.


    "No need, Eason. I''ve already exined it to his mother, who said she would pass it on to him,"


    Cordelia said with a smile.


    Seeing her pretending to be rxed, Eason frowned even tighter.


    "It''s okay, go in quickly, Eason. I''m leaving." After speaking, Cordelia turned and left.


    Eason watched her disappear at the corner, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Elijah''s number.


    Pacific Hospital, VIP Ward.


    "How can you not eat or drink? How can you get better?" Gideon yelled angrily.


    "Take her away! I can''t eat anything as long as I see her." Elijah looked out the window with cold eyes.


    Daisy held the lunch box and looked at Elijah sadly. "Elijah, can you let me stay and take care of you?


    You hurt so much for me."


    "Get out! Don''t tter yourself! Who the hell is doing it for you? Get out of here! Do you understand?"


    The doctor said that Elijah had injured the frontal lobe of his brain. In a short period, he would have a


    significant change in temperament, with clinical manifestations of irritability.


    At this moment, it was directly expressed by the swearing.


    Daisy gave Gideon a pitiful look, and Gideon winked at her. She put the lunch box aside and left in


    despair.


    At this time, Gideon said, "Okay, Daisy is gone. You should eat quickly."


    "You go too!" Elijah nced at him. "You will affect my appetite."


    "You!" Gideon poked his cane on the ground. "Why are you talking to the elders in this way? I think you


    are losing your sanity!"


    "You are an old and disrespectful thing! What right do you have to say about me? Do you know that the


    dog father has no tiger son? Hurry up, don''t affect my recovery!" Elijah drove him away impatiently.


    Gideon pointed at Elijah with his cane. "You, you little bastard!"


    "Dad, the doctor said that Elijah is currently in the period of post-traumatic mental syndrome. So don''t


    irritate him. Let''s go!" As he said, Gabe helped Gideon and walked out of Elijah''s ward.


    Just as they were walking in the hospital corridors, they passed a man.


    The man said coldly, "He is all half-buried in the loess. Wouldn''t it be better to do more things to make


    the younger generation better to qualify himself to go to Heaven? Why was he so rude? Isn''t he afraid


    of dying and going to hell?"