My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart (Oriana) novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331 The Price of Treatment

Chapter 331 The Price of Treatment

Oriana chuckled, “I was planning to tell you all about it tonight when I got home.”

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His voice on the other end grew even sulkier, his breath heavy. “Oh? It was just my own wishful thinking, hoping to be the first to congratulate you.”

“Ahem.”

That immediately made Oriana feel a bit guilty. Then she straightened her tone, raising a brow as she said, “But you are the first. The first and only one who gets to celebrate and share this with me. Are you not satisfied, Mr. Caldwell?”

Holding the phone, Micah could almost imagine her saying these words with a charming, smiling expression, her eyes curved in amusement. A strange impulse rose in his heart.

Thinking of how outstanding, brilliant, and dazzling she had been today, he wanted to teleport to her side, hold her tightly in his arms, not let anyone catch even a glimpse of her beautiful smile, to make her completely and utterly his alone.

A dark, possessive hunger stirred slowly in the man’s eyes.

He closed his eyes, calming himself for a moment before suppressing that sudden, fierce impulse.

Micah’s lips curved slowly, like ice and snow melting. “Satisfied. My wife holds me in her heart. I couldn’t be happier.”

Oriana smiled, “Mr. Harris has already told you the result, right?”

“Mhmm. First place. You truly deserve it, honey.”

Oriana figured William wouldn’t have gossiped to Micah about those incidents, and she naturally didn’t want him to worry unnecessarily.

“Alright, I need to get back to work now. I’ll tell you all the details tonight.”

As she spoke, Oriana moved the phone away from her ear, brought it to her lips, and made a soft kissing sound with her breath, then quickly hung up.

Holding the phone, Micah could still hear her shy, light laughter lingering in his ear, along with that fleeting kiss, reluctant to put it down for a long time.

“Mr. Caldwell.”

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A clear voice sounded, interrupting Micah’s reverie.

His gaze cleared, his expression turning stern.

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It was a nurse in a white coat holding a tray of medication. She kept her head bowed meekly. “Director Smith instructed that the first course of treatment consists of ten injections, one every three days. The first three injections require an adaptation period and will be quite painful. Please… try to endure it.”

Micah’s face showed no expression. He didn’t even glance at her. “Proceed.”

“Alright.”

The nurse set down the items from the tray and approached with an electric shaver.

A cold glint flashed in Micah’s eyes as he stopped her. “Don’t touch it. Inject it like this.”

The nurse was startled, flustered. “B–but… if we don’t shave the hair at the injection site, it will be impossible to administer the injection accurately…”

“If you can’t do it, get someone else.” Micah interrupted coldly, showing no consideration. “Have Nelson Smith do it himself!”

The nurse, too frightened to speak, sniffled, quickly put the things down, and ran out.

Micah’s expression remained stern.

A moment later, the hospital room door was knocked on, and another nurse entered.

She had a slender figure and wore a mask. Her eyes inadvertently lifted towards Micah…

This glance happened to meet Micah’s impatient gaze directly,

The nurse immediately lowered her head. Unexpectedly, the next second, she heard Micah’s command, so cold it made her heart tremble.

“Take off the mask.”

The other party froze for a moment, then coughed a few times, apologizing, “I’m sorry, Mr. Caldwell. I have the flu and dare not risk exposing you.”

Micah’s face was expressionless as he stared deeply at her for a few seconds. Even through the dark tint of his glasses, his gaze felt sharp, cold, and piercing.

The nurse, however, seemed unaware. Seeing Micah had no further instructions, she stepped

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forward, picked up the disinfection tools that had been set aside, and came to Micah’s side.

“Mr. Caldwell, the first injection may cause relatively intense pain and rejection reactions. There might also be a noticeable burning or stinging sensation in the eyes. These are all normal reactions. Please bear with it.”

Micah closed his eyes. “I know.”

A moment later, he only felt the hair on the right posterior side of his head being parted and held in place. Then, a cold liquid with the smell of alcohol was applied, followed by the approach of a cold, sharp object…

Even though Micah was prepared, as the liquid was injected, suddenly, an intense, impossible- to–ignore pain he had never experienced before exploded at the back of his head.

Micah grunted, stifling a sound, and snapped his eyes open. The whites of his eyes rapidly turned bloodshot.

His hands involuntarily gripped the arms of the chair tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands from the force.

The injection finished, but the pain seemed to spread along his nerves to his entire body, like countless tiny ants gnawing at every part of him, leaving no pore untouched.

In just half a minute, he was drenched in sweat, leaning weakly against the chair, breathing heavily.

“Mr. Caldwell, are you alright?”

The nurse hadn’t left. Seeing his pained expression, she took a wet wipe, bent down, and gently wiped his face.

Micah’s vision was already beginning to blur, the images nearly monochrome.

Looking at the features so close to him, for a moment, his consciousness blurred, thinking he was in a dream.

Micah’s thin lips moved slightly. “Honey…”