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The doctor was taken aback, but he surmised that Marcus was afraid of upsetting his wife. And that was why he didn’t dare say anything against Millie.

But as a doctor, he was of the belief that the patient’s well-being should always be the foremost concern.

“Mr. Thomas, you should continue to rest on the patient’s bed. The bed’s design and features are intended for your comfort and are tailored according to your needs,” the doctor explained with a reassuring gesture. “Millie is in good health and can easily manage to sleep on the sofa; it won’t be an issue.”

Marcus spoke earnestly, his tone grave as he asserted, “My wife’s health isn’t at its best. She’s quite slender and truly needs a good rest.” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Millie was completely speechless by Marcus’s statement. She thought that Marcus’s words seemed to discredit her even more.

“Uh…” The doctor scratched his head, pondering that Marcus appeared to be quite intimidated by his wife. This was a pure servitude. But, he couldn’t overlook the fact that Marcus was tall and robust.

As the doctor was preparing to make another attempt to persuade Marcus, Millie hurriedly stepped in and got a hold of him.

“Honey, please go to bed and lie down. I’ll assist you. The doctor needs to examine your condition,” she said, concern lacing her voice.

Millie had always been a gentle and caring person. However, in the eyes of these doctors, her recent actions had transformed her from a kind and gentle woman into someone they perceived as stern and unyielding.

Her husband had just undergone surgery, and here she was occupying his bed. In the eyes of the onlookers, she appeared rather inconsiderate, who didn’t know the value of her husband.

Millie guided Marcus to the bedside, gently urging him to take a seat, and spoke with tenderness in her voice, “Honey, please Lie down.”

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She moved her hands to arrange the pillows for his comfort.

After lying down, Marcus gazed at her affectionately and implored, “Please don’t be angry, okay?”

She squinted her eyes. Was he trying to portray her as strange to others?

“I’m not angry. Don’t think too much.”

Turning towards the doctor, she awkwardly informed him, “You can proceed now.”

The doctor approached Marcus, inserted the needle into his body, and proceeded to use the instrument for further examination.

After checking him thoroughly, the doctor reported, “His heartbeat is normal; his blood pressure is within the expected range, but he has an elevated temperature.”

Subsequently, he conducted a thorough examination of the plaster and came to the conclusion that the recovery was progressing satisfactorily.

Millie Listened attentively, genuinely concerned about Marcus’s well-being. When the doctor affirmed that he was in good health, she felt a sense of relief wash over her.

“Mr. Thomas, your gunshot wound isn’t currently a serious concern, but to be frank, your old wound…”

“I’m aware of that. Thank you. I’m exhausted now. You can proceed to check on other patients.” Marcus interrupted the doctor.

The doctor who was recording the data exchanged a confused glance with the main doctor. “Alright, Mr. Thomas, get some rest.” He turned to leave the room.

After walking a few paces, the doctors turned back to cast a concerned glance at Millie.