Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard) novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330 

Pearl ran out the door, her heart thumping with nervousness. She took a moment to compose herself before driving to the hospital with the medicine. 

Blake was sitting on his hospital bed, engrossed in watching a competition on TV. He appeared to be in good spirits. 

“I made the medicine, Blake.” She tossed the bottle to him. 

Blake examined the silvery-white bottle with curiosity. “This bottle is quite small. Will it be enough?” It was only about the length of a finger. Would it provide an adequate dose? 

“Open it, and you’ll see.” Pearl was too lazy to explain, so she wanted him to see for himself. 

Blake opened the bottle, and a scent wafted out. It was light but pleasant, the unique scent of ginkgos. 

Inside the bottle was a gel-like substance. Blake pressed it with a finger, and it felt warm to the touch. He asked, intrigued, “Do I apply this to my back?” 

Pearl gave him a half-smile. “You can also ingest it. I’ll have three stomach pumps ready for you.” 

Aware that she was mocking him, Blake felt annoyed. “Who’s going to help me apply this?” 

Pearl flatly rejected the idea. “Why are you looking at me? Definitely not me.” Considering their current situation and Blake’s temperamental nature, she wasn’t about to put herself in an awkward position. 

Then, an idea seemed to strike her, and she smiled mischievously. “Maybe you can ask Glenn for help. It might help improve your relationship.” 

“I don’t want him.” Blake’s ears turned red. 

A nurse who had just entered the room couldn’t resist chiming in, “Mister Blake, I can help you. I quite enjoy applying medication…” 

Looking at the burly nurse who appeared demure but had the build of a linebacker, Blake quickly turned to Pearl. “Call Glenn right now!” 

Pearl pressed her l*ps together to suppress a laugh, not wanting to hurt the nurse’s feelings. If she laughed, it might bring her bad karma. 

She quickly sent a text, and Glenn soon arrived. However, when he learned that he was being asked to help Blake apply the medicine, he scoffed, “What? Do you think I’m Mister Blake’s nanny?” 

Blake, still flustered from earlier, snapped, “Enough. Just do it.” He then lay facedown on the bed. 

“Sure, Mister Blake.” Glenn lifted Blake’s shirt and gently applied the gel to his back. 

Pearl watched, but Glenn was nonchalant about it. However, his hand sl*pped, and he accidentally pressed on Blake’s wound. 

Blake slapped Glenn’s arm. “Ouch, watch it! That hurts! You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”