Chapter 122- Gastritis

One year later...

A tall, enticingly good-looking man was coming out of the airport in the capital city. He was pushing a wheelchair, on which a frail woman was sitting, hanging her head down on one side. There was no movement in her body, and only her eyes blinked once after a long time. She looked like a lifeless ragdoll. 

Half an hour later, they reached LifeLine hospital, and the woman was pushed into an executive ward. With the help of a young nurse in her early twenties, the man laid her down on the sickbed. She was motionless. Her pupils were fixed at a certain point on the white ceiling. 

He sighed and looked at the nurse, who was injecting the medicine in the IV saline. "Call Dr. Quinn." 

The nurse nodded and went out of the ward.