The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 492

Chapter 492

Brandon and Natalie also rushed back to the hospital.

Using residue from the syringe, Frank was able to analyze the composition of the poison and quickly make an antidote for the dying Draco.

After several hours of treatment, Frank opened the door of the emergency room.

Exhausted, he walked towards Brandon and Natalie and said, “Draco is out of danger, but he’s still in a coma. When he wakes up, he’ll be fine.”

Frank was so tired that his entire body ached.

All he wanted now was to go home and sleep.

At last, Natalie felt relieved. She smiled at Brandon and gave Frank her most heartfelt thanks.

“It’s my job to save people. You don’t need to thank me. Your husband, however, does need to pay me for my emergency overtime.”

Frank took off his mask, revealing the dark shadows beneath his eyes.

He pointed at Brandon and said, “I asked for leave to see you and now here I am, working late. This is more tiring than my job!”

Clearly, he was miserable.

Brandon could tell by the expression on Frank’s face that Frank still had energy.

Though Draco’s condition was complicated and dangerous, for Frank, it was still a relatively simple job.

Over the past couple of days, Frank had performed more than a dozen operations.

“Go back and get some rest,” Brandon advised.

He patted Frank’s shoulder and added in a low voice, “We’re friends. And friends help each other out, right?”

Placing his own hand over Brandon’s, Frank chuckled.

He remembered a time a few years ago when someone had created a disturbance in his hospital, putting the whole building at risk.

It had been Brandon who’d helped him resolve the situation.

At several points over the following years, when his career was at its lowest 1 and he’d been about to give up, Brandon had been the one who’d helped him.

Without Brandon, Frank would not be the famous doctor he was today.

Brandon had also been very clear about this.

No matter how much Frank complained, the friendship between them would not change.

“Brandon, you’re just saying that because you lost two years of your memory,”Frank said.

“I helped you numerous times during those two years you can’t remember!”

Frank threw a friendly punch at Brandon.

Brandon smiled and said, “When I regain my memory, you can get back at me anytime.”