Sumr Shawcross couldn’t be bothered to look at him any longer. Instead, she glanced at the ti, then got out of bed and walked towards the door.
"I’ll go see if dinner has been delivered!"
As soon as Sumr Shawcross left, Sean Morgan walked in.
"Boss."
"What’s up?" Noah Drexler looked up at him, gradually putting away the cheerful expression on his face.
"Should we prepare for discharge tomorrow?" Sean asked Noah, with a serious expression.
The hospital director said the boss’s injuries are not a big deal anymore, his leg can have the cast removed in another two weeks, and there’s no need to stay hospitalized any longer.
But the boss has not ntioned anything about discharge, and the director couldn’t ask much, so he just ntioned it casually to , which is why I’m here to ask the boss.
But who knew... as soon as he heard Sean’s words, Noah Drexler frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure passed over his handso face.
"Did I say I want to be discharged?"
Did he say he wanted to be discharged?
After Noah Drexler’s voice fell, Sean showed a surprised expression.
"Uh... boss?"
In the past, the boss wouldn’t even want to co to the hospital when injured, but this ti... it seems he’s gotten addicted to staying here?
Thinking of this, Sean’s face showed a look of confusion and puzzlent.
"Then... another week?" Sean paused, then cautiously asked.
Noah Drexler frowned.
Even though Noah Drexler remained silent, with just a frown, Sean already understood, so he asked again.
"Two weeks?"
Noah Drexler still kept his lips pursed and said nothing.
This really put Sean in a difficult position.
"So... are you going to wait until the cast is removed to be discharged?"
At this mont, he was even more puzzled. What is it about this hospital that’s making the boss not want to leave?
However, no sooner had Sean finished speaking than Noah Drexler’s calm, deep voice resonated slowly.
"Okay."
Sean stopped, then nodded after a mont.
"Alright, I’ll go discuss it with the director."
Noah Drexler lightly nodded, and only then did Sean turn around and leave the ward.
When Sumr Shawcross returned with the dinner that the butler had just brought, she happened to see Sean and the hospital director in the hallway.
The director looked puzzled, seemingly unable to fathom why soone would want to stay in a hospital ward indefinitely.
Apparently, the facilities and environnt in their hospital’s advanced wards are quite comfortable.
...
Sumr Shawcross walked towards the two of them.
Seeing her approach, Sean quickly lowered his head.
"Ma’am."
"Mrs. Drexler." The director also smiled and respectfully addressed Sumr Shawcross.
"Director, is Noah Drexler’s injury almost healed?" Sumr looked at the two of them and suddenly asked.
Since she ran into the director, she took the opportunity to inquire about Noah Drexler’s condition.
Suddenly being asked such a question, the director didn’t think much of it and instinctively wanted to nod, but then Sean quickly spoke first.
"Ma’am, the director just told that the gentleman may need to stay in the hospital a while longer."
Upon hearing Sean’s words, Sumr Shawcross’s expression changed, showing a bit of nervousness on her face.
"What’s going on, are his injuries more severe?" she hurriedly asked the director.
The director glanced at Sean and showed a troubled expression, awkwardly coughing.
"Ahem... This is, uh, a bit hard to say."
But the director’s ambiguous reaction only made Sumr Shawcross more anxious, her fair face turning even paler.
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