"Uhm…" Thinking about it, the doctor finally stated, "When we conducted the full body checkup for Madam, we found that her kidneys… I mean her body. Right, it was her body that was a little weak, so she needs to cut back on certain activities."
The doctor stuttered throughout the whole statement. In the end, he closed his eyes on the last sentence, not caring about anything anymore.
Hanson was rendered speechless at this.
At that moment, he only felt that his eyelids were twitching, for he wanted to sew the doctor's mouth shut.
Taking a look at the still praying Jennifer, Hanson then snorted as a sign of agreement. Fortunately, nobody was around him, otherwise they would have heard their conversation. Then, he asked, "When will my wife be out?"
Now, the doctor was really nervous as he kept wiping the sweat away from his forehead.
Hearing Hanson's question, he immediately replied, "I'll push Mrs. Luke out now." He then ran back into the ward.
Understanding the whole situation, Hanson could somewhat relax now. However, he also discovered that he had been too lenient on Vania's health. It's time to make her rest for a bit.
At that moment, the doctor had already pushed Vania out. Yet, before Hanson made a move, Jennifer had already pounced on top of her.
She then anxiously called out to Vania, who was still unconscious. "Director, wake up! Open your eyes and look at me. It's Jennifer!"
The doctor had to calm her down again. "Miss, please don't shout like that. You'll affect the patient."
"Oh." Jennifer quickly zipped her lips, but she still followed closely beside the bed.
Hanson, who only wanted to see his wife, helplessly followed from behind as there was no more space left for him at the front.
Shouldn't I, the husband, be in front?
Reaching the ward, the observant doctor wanted to stop Jennifer. "Don't…"
Sadly, before he could state his intentions, Jennifer had already gone straight in.
Although she saw that Hanson was already sitting beside Vania, she still stepped up to help as the doctor could not even manage to stop her.
Noticing that she was here to disturb them again, Hanson asked, "Who are you?"
He really did forget that this was the queen of cinema who auditioned last time.
"I'm Jennifer Watson." Introducing herself, she did not stop working, only wanting Vania to be more comfortable.
"Are you also a part of my wife's crew from the shoot?"
"Are you also a part of my wife's crew from the shoot?"
Hanson never remembered any women that had nothing to do with him.
Shocked, Jennfier looked at Hanson. He really doesn't remember who I am.
Hence, she could only explain, "I am the main character of the movie."
No wonder she's here.
Hanson nodded. "Now that I'm here, you don't have to stay anymore."
Since he had not investigated what happened at the set, he was in the unknown about what transpired.
"I can't do that." Jennifer rejected him flatly. "The director only fell because she saved me. So, I can't leave her side. I have to make sure she's conscious with my own eyes."
After all, she was her savior.
"Saved you?" Hanson was confused.
Jennifer nodded solemnly. "Yes. I fell down from a tall place because something went wrong with the wiring harness. The director only got hurt because she was trying to catch me."
Even though the incident was not Jennifer's fault, she was still feeling very guilty.
Now, she could only hope and pray that Vania woke up fine so that she could release the guilty burden in her chest.
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