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Darling, I Submit novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Help Her Apply Medicine

"The drug is colorless, tasteless, and takes effect quickly, but it is also metabolized quickly. She didn't take much, and it will be completely excreted from her body in about 5 hours. We have applied a topical medicine that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis on her sprained ankle. She will recover soon if she rests for a few days and ice it on time. Just let her stay here tonight for observation, so we can see if she still feels unwell when she wakes up tomorrow morning."

In fact, Angelina could be discharged and go home to rest right away. After all, she didn't take many drugs, and it did not cause much harm to her body. It was just that she had a sprained ankle.

But Leon rarely saw Keith be so concerned about a person, and it was already late, so Leon helped with the hospitalization procedures.

After hesitating for a while, Leon asked, "I don't think you would play such a dirty trick. Or, have you changed during the long time when we haven't seen other?"

Keith looked away from the hospital bed and glared at him. "Make an appointment with a neurologist for yourself tomorrow morning."

Leon was speechless and took out the medical record book. "Fine. I'll go on rounds and get out of your hair."

When everything settled down, it was almost dawn.

Jackson rushed to the hospital after making arrangements at the Night Siren. After all, the incident started because of him, and he had to come and have a look.

As soon as he reached the door of the ward, he ran into Niles. "Where is Mr. Fuller?"

Niles was a little surprised but quickly answered, "Mr. Fuller is in the living room of the ward because he's afraid of disturbing Miss Jefferson."

Somehow, Jackson took a deep breath.

It was rumored that Keith, the head of the Fuller family, was ruthless, decisive, celibate, and self-restrained. But now, his persona had completely collapsed.

After entering, Jackson sat beside Keith and placed two fingers on the table.

Then, he bent his two fingers with a snap, as if they were kneeling.

"Those idiots actually thought that I wanted to pursue Miss Jefferson but failed, so they wanted to help me and give me a surprise so that they could achieve further cooperation with me more easily. They are really out of their mind. Is there anyone I can't get in the world? They should use their brains," complained Jackson.

Keith's face remained unchanged when he heard the first few sentences.

However, as soon as Jackson finished the last sentence, he felt Keith's chilling gaze.

Jackson wondered, "Huh? Why is he angry?"

Upon careful recollection, he realized that the sentence "Is there anyone I can't get in the world?" seemed a little inappropriate.

With another snap, Jackson bent two fingers of his other hand.

"Sorry! It was my bad. I shouldn't have failed the mission and caused trouble for Miss Jefferson. I shouldn't have deluded myself into thinking that I could win the heart of the stunning Miss Jefferson. So, to make up for it, I checked and found out which play Miss Jefferson wants to audition for. Do you want to hear it?"

Keith wasn't really angry, and he responded calmly, "Go ahead."

Jackson could finally withdraw his four pitiful fingers, and he said, "Miss Jefferson is auditioning for the role of the third female lead in The Old Palace. It's a play that Frank is preparing for. Although you have been abroad over the years, you should have heard of Director Gates, the nationally famous director who made a comeback after a ten-year absence. He's a remarkable bigwig, but he has a strange temper and looks down on actors who like to play tricks."

Keith's tone was low and slow as he asked, "How much did Ivan invest?"

Jackson was taken aback for a moment and asked, "What?"

The next second, Keith said, "I will invest three times more than Ivan's investment to give her the role she wants."

Generally speaking, nobody would invest something with a few times another investor's amount. If Keith made such a big investment, he might not be able to make a profit for a long time.

However, the big shot did not care about money, and he just wanted to help his dream girl fulfill her wish.

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