Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 586

After the private doctor listened to what Stella had said, he replied, “Mrs. Conrad, Mr. Conrad’s condition is exacerbated by the infection of his injuries which worsened his cold. Rest assured that he’ll be fine once we get the infection under control.”

Stella frowned and asked, “Are you certain that he doesn’t need to go to the hospital?”

“No, no. There is no need to. But he needs to take the medicine as directed.” The doctor replied.

“He took the medicine yesterday afternoon and at night,” Stella answered.

The doctor exclaimed and said, “That’s strange. He should be getting better by right.”

He continued after a pause, “Mrs. Conrad, did you change his bandages this morning?”

“Er… not yet.” Mrs. Conrad replied guiltily.

“Then can you kindly change his bandages and then give him another dose of the medicine? If he doesn’t get better in a couple of hours, I’ll make a trip over.” The doctor said.

Stella heaved a sigh and replied, “Okay, I’ll do that.”

Stella ended the call and left to cook some porridge when it did not appear that Clarence was about to wake up.

She filled the pot with water and left it on the stove before going over to the washing machine to do some laundry. Thereafter, she tidied the living hall and when she was emptying the trash, she noticed some pills inside the trash can.

Stella squatted next to the trash can and then carefully picked up the pills inside the trash can. Then she went to compare them with the medicine that the doctor prescribed for Clarence.

True enough, they were identical. Stella frowned immediately and tightly clenched her fists.

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In fact, Clarence was already awake when Stella called the doctor. He laid on the bed with his eyes wide open before shutting them when he heard the door opening.

Stella brought the medical box and sat beside the bed. She took out a pair of small scissors and began to cut the bandage on his arm. She was very precise and gentle in reapplying the ointment onto his wounds.

Suddenly, Clarence grunted in pain.

Stella asked softly, “You’re awake?”

Clarence opened his eyes, looked at her, and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Changing your bandage and reapplying the ointment.” Stella relaxed the tension on the bandage and continued, “Look at how badly your wound is infected. I’ll try a more aggressive means of treatment.”

Clarence pursed his lips and asked, “What good will it do?”

“Aren’t you awake? Since you had already given up hope on your arm, let’s do some experiment with it.”

Clarence was speechless.

Stella looked at the wound and it was not bleeding. She continued to bandage the wound and then left when it was done.

Clarence slowly sat up on the bed and started to rub his temples. A moment later, Stella returned with a bowl of porridge, placed it on the bedside table, and then left.

Clarence waited for several seconds. When he did not hear the outside door being opened and shut, he picked up the tray with the bowl and left the room for the dining room.

He saw Stella eating at the dining table. Clarence placed the tray on the table and sat opposite her and asked, “Why didn’t you go back?”

Stella replied without raising her head, “Thanks to you, now I have a cold.”

Clarence frowned slightly and grinned. He picked up the spoon and scooped some porridge and said, “Have you gone to the doctor?”

“Yes.” She replied.

“What did the doctor say?” He asked.

“The doctor asked me to prepare to die if I don’t take my medicine.” Stella snapped.

Clarence was speechless. He then looked towards the trash can and frowned. She had discovered what he had done.