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A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 120
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Chapter 120 Her Soft Lips

Nathen was still thinking about Darlene on the operating table when Nigel spoke.

“It was me who left with Dr. Elicott. Dr. Elicott didn’t hide me.”

Avery sneered. “Dr. Elicott, don’t you know?

“Nigel is only a twelve–year–old minor. Even if he is willing to leave with you, you are

secretly. not allowed to take him awa

“Moreover, it has been such a long time. You took Nigel away without telling Darlene. There is no doubt that you are

violating the law, right?”

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On the other side of the corridor, a nurse came to call Nathen and said that there was a patient looking for him in

another ward.

Nathen left with the nurse and glanced at Avery. “Then Mr. Gallard, you can sue me. Wait. I forgot this. You don’t

seem to be qualified to sue me. Only Darlene is qualified.”

Avery immediately got infuriated. “What do you mean?”

Nigel said indifferently, “It’s just the literal meaning. Mr. Gallard is so capable. You must understand human

language, right?

“Anyway, Darlene will not sue Dr. Elicott. She wants me to leave with Dr. Elicott and

never come back.

“It would save you the trouble of using me to threaten my sister. After all, you don’t care about Darlene and me.”

Avery was so angry that he wanted to throw something, but in this empty corridor, other than the seats on the side,

there was nothing else that could be thrown.

Avery could argue with Nathen, but facing Nigel, a twelve–year–old child, he couldn’t.

He clenched his fist and smashed it on the wall beside him. Avery was livid. “Who taught you these fallacies?”

Nigel said proudly, “Dr. Elicott taught me. Dr. Elicott is so kind. He taught me a lot of

things.

“He also gave me the heart medicine that he personally developed. It’s much better

than the ones you asked the doctor to prescribe for me.”

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The more Nigel said, the more excited he became. “After Darlene comes out of the emergency room and gets

better, I will leave with Dr. Elicott if I have the chance. Maybe. I can think of a way to take my grandmother with

me.”

Avery’s face was completely gloomy. He turned around and wanted to blame Nathen, but Nathen had already

disappeared. Nathen had already left with the nurse.

Avery was furious. He felt his temples throbbing violently. Nigel even wanted to take his grandmother away. It was

simply impossible!

Suddenly, Avery remembered what Nigel had just said. He asked in a deep voice, “What did you just say? Nathen

gave you the heart medicine that he developed?”

Nigel stared at Avery vigilantly, somewhat worried that Avery would be so angry he would take away the medicine

that Nathen gave him.

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Nigel took a step back. “In short, it has nothing to do with you. Dr. Elicott will provide. me with medicine. I no longer

need to ask you for those expensive medicines.”

Avery felt that something was wrong. “What medicine did he give you? Show it to me.”

Nigel was still young. Since Nathen had left, there was no one else in the corridor. Nigel did not have the courage to

infuriate Avery.

Nigel took two more steps back and subconsciously covered the bag he was carrying behind him with his hands. “I

already said that it has nothing to do with you! I don’t need you to care about my matters. If you come any closer, I

will call for help!”

Avery was sullen. He reached out to grab Nigel’s bag. He wanted to see what the medicine that Nathen developed

was.

It was very likely that Nathen’s intentions were not simple. Avery had long felt this way.

If Darlene had not suddenly fallen ill this time, Nathen would not have sent Nigel back.

It was hard to say what exactly Nathen was planning.

Avery stretched out his hand, and Nigel immediately clasped his bag and dodged

Avery’s hand.

In a stalemate, the door to the emergency room opened from the inside.

Avery immediately retracted his hand and hurried over with Nigel.

The middle–aged chief surgeon came out. After taking off his mask, he heaved a sigh of relief. “She is temporarily

out of danger. Mr. Gallard, you don’t have to worry too much.

“She has to stay in the emergency room for half an hour. Then if there are no problems, she can leave the

emergency room. Whether she is transferred to ICU or an ordinary ward depends on her situation.”

Avery heaved a sigh of relief. “Fortunately.”

Only then did Nigel’s expression relax, and he couldn’t wait any longer. “Doctor, can I go in and see my sister?”

The doctor answered, “Not now. After half an hour of observation, the patient will be pushed out, and the family

can visit.”

Nigel nodded obediently. “I understand. Thank you, doctor.”

The middle–aged doctor walked out. When he passed by Avery, he patted Avery on the shoulder. “Avery, you are

now the president, and you are not young anymore. You have to learn how to love your wife.”

The doctor had some friendship with the Gallard family, and he was considered Avery’s

uncle.

How could the chief surgeon not know what Darlene had gone through? And that was most likely the reason for her

paroxysm.

Avery felt ashamed and said hoarsely, “I understand.”

The doctor nodded. “It’s good that you can understand. Darlene has been with you for so many years, but she

suffered a lot.”

Avery had always been reluctant to hear others say that he was wrong, but now he could not say a word to refute

the doctor. He only listened silently.

The doctor did not say anything more. He only patted Avery on the shoulder and left.

The corridor quieted down. Avery sat down and stared at the clock for half an hour

passing.

Nigel sat in the seat furthest away from Avery. He raised his head and stared at the time

monitor hanging from the ceiling in the corridor. He wished he could get the small screen down and speed up the

time.

Half an hour had never been so long. Avery was worried until he saw Darlene wake up with his own eyes. As for

Nigel, he really felt that it had been a long time since he had

seen his sister.

After waiting for a long time, Nathen came over after dealing with his matters. The emergency room door opened,

and the doctor pushed Darlene out.

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They immediately surrounded Darlene. Darlene had already woken up. She glanced sideways at Nigel, who was

standing next to her, and a satisfied smile appeared on her

face.

She did not have the strength to speak much. Then she noticed Avery, who was at the side. She said with difficulty,

“Leave. I don’t want to see you.”

Avery did not even have the courage to look straight at her as he lowered his head and pushed her forward.

Darlene coughed violently for a while. Avery unknowingly loosened his hand and watched helplessly as the bed was

pushed far away. He stood still.

Darlene’s condition was still not very stable. When she saw Avery just now, she was at little agitated when she

spoke, and now she was extremely tired.

When she was pushed into the intensive care unit and laid on the bed, she had fallen

asleep again.

Nathen carefully stared at her on the bed and then looked at Nigel and the nurse beside him. He said to the nurse,

“Take Ms. Garcia’s younger brother to his grandmother’s emergency room and see how everything is going there.

I’ll stay and keep an eye here.”

Nigel had just breathed a sigh of relief and was also very worried about his grandmother’s situation. He

immediately followed the nurse and left.

The intensive care unit quieted down. Except for the sound of instruments, there was

only dead silence.

Nathen approached the bedside and said, “Darlene.”

The

person on the bed looked really tired. There was no response. She seemed to fall

into a deep sleep.

He leaned over and approached her. Her facial features slowly enlarged in front of his

eyes.

It was unknown when his hand had reached out. His thumb touched her lips. She was sick, and her lips were soft

and a little cold. The temperature of her lips was lower than that of his finger.

He stared at her for a long time and suddenly had a very outrageous and despicable idea.

He thought, it has been so many years. Why him? Why can’t it be me?

He leaned over and pressed his palm against the pillow, approaching her.