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Chapter 320
Chapter 320
Chapter 320 I Want You to Feed It to Me
In addition to alcohol poisoning, Huston’s most severe damage was to his stomach. Whether deemed serious or not, his gastric condition required time for a gradual recovery. Kevin didn’t hold back in scolding him, and every day when he came in for rounds, he would reprimand him a few times.
“Do you think you’re a healthy young man? Do you think you can recover completely in just one day after falling ill? Look at you now, it’s been three days in the hospital, and you can only consume liquid food. Are you behaving yourself now?”
At first, Huston didn’t want to pay attention to Kevin, but
he knew he cared about him. However, as time passed, he
noticed that Kevin’s words were becoming more and more
excessive, and he couldn’t help but speak up.
“That’s enough.”
“Enough? Not enough at all!” Kevin put the medicine into the IV drip. “Do you need me to make an appointment for your
next hospitalization?”
Mabel coughed awkwardly on the side. She had never seen
Kevin being so mean to anyone.
“By the way, did you say something to Evelyn?”
Kevin’s hand paused for a moment before returning to
normal. “What?”
Huston raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on Kevin’s
pretending-not-to-know face. “If she’s still willing to accept
me, it must be for a reason. You must have talked to her.”
Hearing his firm tone, Kevin scolded him with a smile and
threw the abandoned syringe into the trash can. “I really can’t hide anything from you. Did you install a listening device in my
office?”
“Same here.” Huston also smiled. The two of them knew each
other too well. Just a moment of contemplation was enough. for them to grasp what the other was thinking.
“I did talk to her. At that time, she was too emotional. I feared
she would take things too hard, so I said a few more words. I thought she would tell you, but I didn’t expect her to be so tight-lipped.” As Kevin spoke, he shook his head and looked at Huston sitting on the bed. “Don’t blame me for talking too
much.”
Huston looked at Kevin standing by the bedside, wearing aNôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
white coat. The bright sunlight from outside streamed in and
bathed him in a warm glow, making Huston’s heart feel warm
and fuzzy. “Thank you,” he said.
They were old friends, rarely expressing gratitude so seriously.
Huston’s sincere thanks caught Kevin off guard. He raised his
hand and covered his arm, saying, “All right. I’m leaving. That’s
too cheesy…”
As he spoke, he walked out without looking back. Mabel
covered her mouth with her hand and coughed again. She
nodded at Huston and followed Kevin out.
Evelyn was walking towards the ward with a bowl of soup outside the door when she bumped into Kevin. Just as she was about to ask about Huston’s condition, he greeted her and hurriedly left.
Behind her, Mabel shrugged helplessly at her and quickly followed Kevin, leaving the room.
Evelyn was puzzled. When she entered the ward, she was still
thinking. “What’s wrong with Doctor Lane?”
Without even lifting an eyelid, Huston chuckled, “He’s probably
just overwhelmed by my attention.”
“Overwhelmed?”
“Yes.” Huston interrupted her thoughts and changed the topic.
“What are you holding in your hand?”
“Oh, this is fish soup. It can nourish your stomach. I bought it from the restaurant on Riverview Avenue.” Evelyn opened the
lunch box. It was lunchtime. She filled a bowl and handed it
over. “Try it.”
Huston lowered his eyes slightly and saw the small bowl in
Evelyn’s hands. He tilted his head and gestured for her to look.
at the back of his hand. “I’m on a drip, so I can’t hold it,” he
explained.
Evelyn was about to put it aside. “You can drink it after the drip…”
“It’ll get cold after the drip.” Huston looked up at Evelyn standing by the side and said childishly, “Do you want me to drink the cold soup and have a stomachache?”
After that, he raised his chin and said, “I want you to feed it to
me.”
Seeing his shameless look, Evelyn knew he was deliberately ordering her, but she couldn’t bear to let him eat the cold.
food. She helplessly picked up the bowl and sat aside. “Are you acting like a spoiled child in front of me?”