Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 641

Emily was stunned by grandma's words.

She looked up at grandma in surprise. "Grandma, was last Wednesday his birthday?" "Yes, didn't you accompany him?" Hearing this, grandma immediately turned to her with concern and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you enjoy that night?"

"No..." Emily shook her head slowly.

At that time, he didn't mention that in the phone, just asked her to go to a restaurant by the river on time. Later, her colleague had troubles, so she and Tina came to help. When they finished the work, it was already very late, so she stood him up.

She thought he just invited her to dinner, but she didn't expect that day was his birthday...

No wonder he sounded annoyed the next morning when she called him.

However, when she thought of what he had done to her in the car, she suddenly felt less guilty. However, after coming out of her grandmother's ward, she unexpectedly came to the floor of the cardiac surgery. And a few steps away, in her sight, was

Simon's office.

At this time, the door of his office was tightly closed, and Emily stopped and hesitated for a while.

Just as she gritted her teeth and was about to leave, a nurse came over, who was in charge of the old lady and her grandson. When she saw Emily, she smiled and asked, "Miss Sam, are you looking for Dr. Chin again?"

"I..." Emily stammered.

"You come for the grandma on the number three bed, don't you?" The nurse said confidently, "But unfortunately, Dr. Chin is not in the hospital. He is ill!"

"He's ill?" Emily froze.

The nurse nodded and sighed. "Yes, he doesn't look very well. This is the first time that he has asked for leave since he was hired to our hospital. Count in today, he hasn't come to work for two days!" Emily silently calculated the days and found out it was that night...

Now that she remembered, when she was half asleep, he put a coat on her. It was even cooler in the second half of the night in the suburbs. If she was right, he should have caught a cold at that time. Emily looked at the nurse who had gone far away with a sheaf of medical notes in her arms and could not help biting her lips.

Didn't he look well?

Twenty minutes later, Emily arrived at an apartment building with the medicine she bought from the pharmacy.

There were only two blocks away from the hospital to the dormitory exclusively provided for the hospital staff. She searched for the room number according to the address given by the nurse. "Knock, knock."

She raised her hand to stand in front of the target door and knocked on it for a long time. There was no response for a long time inside. Emily doubted if the nurse had given her the wrong address. When she was hesitating whether to leave or not, she heard very slow footsteps came from the inside. Then the door was opened with a "bang" and she could only see Simon's handsome face.

He was in his pajamas, which were charcoal grey. He was still good-looking in the shadows, but he was also gaunt.

His short hair was messy like a bird's nest and his cheeks were abnormally red. His lips were dry and cracked. He stared at her, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes which didn't roll while she noticed a trace of surprise flash through his eyes.

Emily looked a little unnatural, and she bashfully hesitated, "Well, I..."

"Come in!" After saying that, Simon turned around and walked back first.

Seeing this, Emily forze for a moment, then followed in with the medicine.

His apartment was very spacious. The main bedroom was next to the well-lighted living room. Simon had already thrown off his slippers and lay on the bed again with his arm was covering his beautiful eyes. She could tell from the wrinkles between his eyebrows that he was quite uncomfortable.

However, at this time, it was unreasonable that he was still so charming!

Emily moved to the bedside, cleared her throat and said, "Hey, Simon, I heard you're seriously ill... are you okay?"

"I won't die." Simon's Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Have you taken medicines?" When he finished speaking, the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to deepen. "No." His lips curled.

"How can you recover if you don't take medicines when you're sick? You are a doctor! For goodness' sake, just use your common sense!" As soon as Emily heard this, she rushed forward and bent over to remove his arm. She touched his forehead with the back of her hand and whispered, "Ah, you're burning!"

The heat from his forehead was so hot that her fingertips were curled up.

As she got closer, she could feel the abnormal heat waves emanating from his body. She took out the thermometer from the bag and touched his forehead. She saw that the temperature on the electronic screen was 101 degrees Fahrenheit!

Taking antipyretics might not work...

Emily bent over to pull his arm and shook it gently. "Simon, you can't lie here. You must go to the hospital to get a shot!"

"No!" Simon directly refused.

"Then I'll call an ambulance." Emily frowned.

Simon gave her a sidelong glance. "I'm good. You don't have to waste medical resources or call an ambulance!"

"Then what should we do?" Emily was continuously rejected by him, and she looked even more anxious. "Your colleagues live around, right? I'm going to knock on their doors now and ask them to save you!" As she spoke, she let go of his arm and was about to run out.

However, she failed. Simon grabbed her wrist and stopped her. She struggled and tried to get rid of him. Seeing that he still didn't let her go, she was so worried that she exclaimed, "What are you doing? Let go of me!"

"What, you're afraid that 111 die?" Simon's brows were slightly raised.

"I'm afraid that your head will burn out!" Emily rolled her eyes, then bit her lip and continued, "In any case, we are a couple, in other words, I am your guardian. I can't let you be alone!" Hearing her words, Simon's mood seemed to have changed. He stared at her, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes. "Well, now you look like a good wife!" Emily's heart skipped a beat.

She looked away ti avoid his sight and still wanted to call for help. However, Simon still did not let go of her hand.

"No need to bother others, I can do it myself!" Simon curled his lips and then raised his chin slightly to signal, "Emily, open the cabinet door by the window. There is a medicine box in the third drawer below. Take out the ampule of compound aminophenazone and barbital disposable syringes to me!"

"Okay!" Emily ran over obediently.

"Break it!"

"Draw the liquid with a needle!"

Emily had never done such things before. Her brow furrowed in concentration as she followed his every order and did it step by step to avoid mistakes. When she was done, she heard him say slowly, "Then, help me take off my pants!"