She'd remember this for as long as she lived.
"Could you show me what medicines you're currently taking?"
Will arched an eyebrow at her. He took out his phone and shot his assistant a text.
After a few minutes, he forwarded the names of the medicines to Elisa.
Elisa burst into laughter when she read his text. "Is this a joke?"
Where did Will's mother find this doctor?!
Will stared at her. "My mother hired him from abroad. She paid a lot to convince him to be my doctor. It looks like she's found me a quack."
Elisa turned grim. "You're not coughing because of a cold."
Suppose she had come a little later. His condition might worsen!
Coughing could lead to inflammation in the lungs. It'll exacerbate his condition and significantly weaken his immune system.
This wasn't good.
His legs would have recovered completely fine if he had not taken these medications. He might be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life!
Elisa did not voice her concerns.
She was afraid it would upset Will.
"You need to stop taking these medications immediately. I'll write up a treatment plan for you. You'll need to follow it strictly. Will, I don't trust anyone else to take care of you."
Will was hurt because of her. Besides, they had known each other for such a long time. She would do the same even if she weren't at fault. She had come to think of him as a friend.
Will's eyes glimmered. He gazed at the beautiful woman in front of him. "Look at you. Flirting with me, Elisa." He chuckled.
Elisa, "…"
Elisa blinked. She parted her lips to explain herself but didn't know what to say.
Everything she needed to say had already been said.
Will smiled bitterly, "I know what you're thinking. I was joking."
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