Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed

Mrs. Gibson Your Identity Is Exposed Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Marc Spits out Blood

In a flash, it was afternoon.

After finishing the work at hand, Melissa looked at the time and found it was almost two thirty.

Melissa had to go to the hospital to give Marc the special treatment as soon as possible.

Melissa packed her things and walked out of the company. Just as Melissa was about to head to the

underground garage, a familiar Rolls–Royce stopped right in front of her.

The car door opened and Murray got out. He strode over to Melissa and said, “Get in the car!”

Before Melissa could say anything, Murray reached out his hand and pulled her directly to the

passenger seat.

Melissa was a little speechless. Just as Melissa was about to speak, Murray suddenly tilted his head,

looking at her with deep eyes, and said very seriously, “Melissa, please help my grandpa.”

Melissa turned solemn, pursed her lips, and said, “Don‘t worry, I will do my best to cure Mr. Marc.”

At the thought of Marc‘s condition, Melissa felt a little guilty.

On the way to the hospital, both Melissa and Murray were a little gloomy, and they did not say anything

all the way.

In the narrow space of the car, the atmosphere was slightly cold.

Melissa leaned back in her seat and looked out the window, with her thoughts drifting away.

Melissa used to take Murray‘s car to and from work almost every day.

But now, Melissa wondered whether this seat had become Ryleigh‘s exclusive.

What secrets did Ryleigh have behind her? Melissa wondered,

Anthony did not find out any further information about Ryleigh, so Melissa could only wait for Ryleigh to

make a move and then make a beautiful counterattack

In my opinion, Ryleigh cannot endure for long and would soon make a move

As long as kyleigh can‘t hold back, there will be a flaw.

At that time, I‘ll definitely make Ryleigh, a goody two shoes, drop the mask!

“Melissa, we‘re here,” Murray interrupted Melissa‘s thoughts with a magnetic voice

Melissa returned to her senses and walked into the hospital with Murray They soon arrived at Marc‘s

ward

“Mr. Gibson, and Ms. Eugen,” The two guards at the door greeted Murray and Melissa respectfully.

“Has anything special happened recently?” Murray asked in a cold voice.

“We‘ve got rid of a couple of the paparazzi. Everything‘s fine,” the bodyguard replied respectfully.

“Well,” Murray responded indifferently.

Murray and Melissa were about to enter when they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

“Melissa, stop!” Sarah‘s stern voice came to Melissa‘s ears.

“What‘s the matter?” Melissa asked, glancing at Sarah indifferently.

Sarah walked over in high heels and looked at Murray, “Murray, are you really gonna ask Melissa

to treat your grandpa?”

“Yes,” Murray said as he frowned.

“Murray, aren‘t you afraid that Melissa will secretly harm grandpa?” Claire stepped forward and glared

at Melissa, “Melissa, what are you trying to pull?”

Before Melissa could speak, Murray‘s face darkened, and said, ‘Claire, shut up!”

“Sarah…” Claire took Sarah‘s arm, feeling wronged.

“Claire is right. Don‘t forget how your grandpa got sick! It‘s all because of Melissa!” Sarah raised her Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

voice, “Now how could you go so far as to ask Melissa to treat your grandpa?”

“That‘s right! Melissa is from the countryside and has never been to a medical university. She doesn‘t

even have the qualifications to practice medicine. How can we let grandpa take such a risk?” Claire

echoed.

“So what?” Melissa sneered at Sarah and Claire, who were trying to stop her, and said coldly, “Just

because I learn from Luca, I am qualified!”

Seeing Sarah and Claire try to stop her, Melissa felt that they did not want Marc to wake up at all.

What are the two of them thinking? Melissa wondered.

“Murray, do you really believe that Melissa can cure your grandpa?” Sarah frowned and looked at

Murray.

“Yes, I believe in Melissa,” Murray said in a deep voice and his handsome face was tense.

“Alright, if you put it that way, will you be responsible if anything happens to your grandpa?” asked

Sarah coldly.

“I‘ll take responsibility!” Murray raised the corner of his lips and declared.

Sarah and Claire both shut their mouths and followed Murray and Melissa into the ward.

“Jose, how is my grandpa?” Murray walked to the bedside, glancing at Jose who was sitting at the

side.

Jose stood up and answered respectfully, “Dr. White said that after receiving Mr. Luca‘s treatment, Mr.

Marc has been getting better these days.”

“That‘s great,” Murray said and finally felt a little relieved.

“Let me take a look,” Melissa said as she walked forward.

Melissa reached out to check Marc‘s condition and found that compared to his condition in the

beginning, Marc was clearly much better.

This means that Mr. Marc is slowly recovering, Melissa thought.

“Melissa, how is it?” Murray asked with concern.

“Everything is fine with Mr. Marc. Just as Mr. Luca has said, Mr. Marc will wake up after two more

treatments,” Melissa said with a smile.

“Then please perform the special treatment on grandpa.” Murray raised his wrist and looked at the

time, and found it was just three days away from the last time Luca performed the treatment.

“Then I‘ll start.” Melissa nodded and carefully took out a few tools from the medicine box that Luca

left for her.

Melissa closed her eyes and recalled how Luca performed the technique.

When Melissa opened her eyes again, her eyes were filled with confidence.

Under everyone‘s gaze, Melissa plunged the needles in her hand into Marc‘s chest without hesitation.

Melissa performed swiftly and precisely, without the slightest hesitation.

“Can Melissa do it…” Claire whispered when she saw how focused Melissa was, but Murray glared

at her.

Claire obediently shut up.

Under Murray‘s fierce gaze, everyone did not dare to make any noise, for fear of disturbing Melissa.

Half an hour later, Melissa finally completed the entire treatment. As she put away the tools, she

heaved a sigh of relief, ‘Done!”

“Melissa, how is my grandpa?” Murray could not wait to ask

“It went very smoothly.” Melissa glanced at Marc on the bed and smiled, “I‘ll give him another treatment

three days later. Mr. Marc will be fine,” Chapter 17 Mar Spitut Mood

“Melissa, how is my grandpa?” Murray could not wait to ask.

“It went very smoothly.” Melissa glanced at Marc on the bed and smiled, “I‘ll give him another treatment

three days later, Mr. Marc will be fine.‘‘

“Thanks, Melissa.” Murray stared at Melissa with dark eyes and said in a deep voice.

“This is what I should do,” Melissa said with a thin smile.

After all, Melissa was somewhat responsible for Marc‘s illness.

Thus, Melissa thought it was her duty to cure Marc.

Just then, a faint cough came from the bed.

Then, Claire suddenly cried out in alarm, “Oh, my God! Grandpa is spitting out blood!”