Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again! Chapter 1090: Her Quiet Obedience Is Boring

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Jinjia Private Hospital.

In the VIP ward on the top floor, on the soft pink bed, the girl lay with her eyes closed, sleeping peacefully.

Her petite face was flush, carrying a hint of sickness.

Beside her, a man leaned back in a chair, legs crossed, supporting his head with one hand, taking a brief nap with his eyes shut.

The dark circles under his eyes hinted at his fatigue.

A gentle knock on the door sounded, and the man in the chair abruptly opened his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, a sharp look flashed montarily, quickly replaced by a lazy expression.

Before he could get up to answer the door, it was already pushed open.

A cold-faced man in a white coat entered.

Louis Lawrence squinted slightly, his voice icy.

"Don’t you know it’s rude to enter soone’s room without permission?"

Richard Shaw glanced at him indifferently, his voice even colder: "I did knock."

"But I didn’t say co in."

Richard looked at him, silent for a mont before speaking suddenly.

"Should I go out and knock again?"

Louis Lawrence: "..."

This man’s thought process is always different from normal people.

"Enough, what’s wrong with her? It’s been so long, and there’s no sign of improvent?"

Louis Lawrence’s tone was sowhat irritable.

A stark contrast to his usual indifferent, carefree deanor regarding everything.

Richard Shaw looked at him for quite a while before withdrawing his gaze.

"Her ntal state isn’t good, you know, a patient’s mood can directly affect their condition."

"You just don’t want to admit that your hospital’s dical standards are poor, is it?"

Louis Lawrence scoffed.

Yet Richard Shaw actually nodded.

"Not admitting, if you take her to a public hospital, the situation will only worsen."

These words made Louis Lawrence’s brows furrow slightly.

"Is it that serious?"

"She stayed too long in the snow; if it had been any later, she might have died from freezing. Besides, her health has always been poor, and she doesn’t cooperate with the treatnt. How can it be easy to recover?"

"Not cooperating with treatnt? Not getting injections or not taking dicine?" Louis Lawrence asked.

"As I said, a patient’s mood can directly influence their condition."

Hearing this, Louis Lawrence did not speak further, sitting there looking at the sleeping girl on the bed, his gaze deep.

"I’ll watch over her these days, use the best dication your hospital has on her."

Richard Shaw nodded: "We’ve always used the best dication."

Listening to his words, Louis Lawrence looked at him skeptically: "Are you sure you’re using the best, not just the most expensive?"

Richard Shaw was unfazed: "The best is naturally expensive.

Louis Lawrence: "..."

"Let know when she wakes up." Richard Shaw said, leaving the ward.

Louis Lawrence looked at the girl, who showed no sign of waking up, and exhaled deeply.

He had been there for two hours, and she slept just like that.

She seed quiet and gentle.

Thinking of it, Louis Lawrence suddenly let out a soft scoff.

Gentle?

If earlier he hadn’t picked her up from the snow, almost frozen to death.

Indeed, he would have thought her quiet and gentle to the point of boredom.

The more Louis Lawrence thought about it, the more stifled and irritated he felt.

He subconsciously took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, ready to light it, but then he paused.

Glancing at the person on the bed.

He stood up suddenly, striding out of the ward.

At the mont the door closed.

The person on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was sowhat vacant, staring at the ceiling for a long while before gradually focusing.

Xylia Xandrell looked at her hand, which was attached to an IV drip.

She withdrew her gaze and continued to daydream.

She had been awake since Louis Lawrence arrived.