When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 552

Chapter 552 Maybe My Blood Is More Useful Than Yours

Shirley said, "Hey, Braden, stop making trouble! Don't scare me!"

Shirley felt that something was wrong and her thin cheeks turned pale instantly. And she squatted down to search for the man's breath.

Shirley thought, "Fortunately, he is breathing. But he is a little weak, which was enough to prove that this guy is really weak. He's not playing a prank on me."

"Come on, someone!"

Shirley shouted in panic.

Not very soon, the staff of the nursing home rushed over and sent Braden to the medical room for emergency treatment.

Shirley followed behind and was panting. Her mind went blank, and she didn't know what to do.

Shirley herself had just recovered from a serious illness, and she was very uncomfortable. She didn't understand why she had been in a coma for three days. And when she woke up again, she didn't understand why Braden, who had recovered very well, turned out to be seriously ill like this.

Shirley grabbed Alice, the caregiver who was in charge of taking care of Braden's diet and daily life on weekdays. Shirley asked with a nervous expression, "Alice, what's going on? Isn't Braden getting better soon? Why?'

"This../

Alice looked extremely unnatural, avoiding Shirley's questioning eyes.

May had told Alice before that Alice couldn't tell Ms. Wilson about the lack of medicine, so Alice didn't dare to say anything.

Shirley saw Alice's hesitation, and said solemnly with a cold face, 'You don't have to be afraid, just say what you know! And I will give you a hand. If it delays Braden's recovery, the consequences will be more serious!"

"Hey, Ms. Wilson! Since you insist on getting to the bottom of it, let me tell you the truth. In the past few days when you were in a coma, Mr. Stewart's medicine has long been insufficient. May loves you so much that she didn't continue to collect blood. So Mr. Stewart's situation took a sharp turn for the worse."

After Alice finished speaking, she shook her head again. Alice said, "However, we are just guessing like this. And it may not necessarily be because of a lack of medicine. Don't take it to heart."

"I always say that there must be not enough medicine left!"

Shirley glanced at the door of the medical room, and said to Alice, "You take good care of Braden for me. If there is anything wrong, please notify me immediately."

Then, Shirley rushed to the pharmacy without stopping.

On the way, Shirley bumped into Antwan who had just finished washing Braden's socks.

The man held the woman's shoulder and asked with a half-smile, "Shirley, even if you are moved, you won't throw yourself into my arms in broad daylight. What are you so anxious about? You're in such a panic!"

"Get out of the way, I don't have time to talk to you now!'

Shirley pushed Antwan away, didn't want to say a word, and continued to run to the pharmacy sullenly.

Antwan stayed silent.

Antwan frowned and followed Shirley silently instead of tangling like usual.

In the pharmacy, May was racking her brains to study new prescriptions for Braden's situation.

Her severing father didn't mention anything other than using the flesh and blood of a loved one as medicine.

But in the current situation, even if May broke up with Ms. Wilson, Alice couldn't use Ms. Wilson's flesh and blood as medicine.

Therefore, May tried to add new medicinal materials to replace the original medicinal ingredients.

"May!"

Shirley pushed the door open and entered, her brows frowned, and her face was not very good-looking.

"Ms. Wilson, what's wrong with you?"