Chapter 2326
Danrique hastily grabbed Francesca. Just when she was about to struggle, he pinned her
against the wall. “Listen to me. I can explain—”
Francesca was both emotional and enraged. “What do you want to say? What is there to
explain? You went to great lengths to trick me into returning just because you want me to
treat another woman? Who is she? Your mistress? How daring of you, Danrique Lindberg!
Are you not afraid that I'd kill you?”
“We're in the ward here. If you want to hit or scold me, you can do so as you please back
in the bedroom. But right now, please listen to me first, okay?”
“I don't want to listen! I don't want to hear it! Mmph!”
Before Francesca could go off the deep end, Danrique clapped a hand over her mouth and
restrained her body. Only then could he start speaking quietly.
“The woman on the hospital bed is known as Charlotte Windt. She's my aunt's daughter
and my biological cousin. The Nacht family poisoned her with a deadly poison, and she's
hanging on by a thread. I hired other medical teams, but they all failed to cure her. I only
sought you out because there's no other recourse. Right now, you're the only one who can
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsave her!”
Pausing for a moment, Danrique added, “As you know, I owe Aunt Isabella a debt of
gratitude. She's the person who treats me best in this world, and Charlotte is her only
daughter. I must save her, even at the cost of my life. Therefore... I beg you. Please save
her. As long as you do so, I'll agree to anything!”
Subsequently, he moved his hand away and looked at her anxiously.
Francesca shot daggers at him, but she no longer clamored as she did earlier, merely
walking over for a look at the woman on the hospital bed. She took the latter's pulse and
checked her eyes before scrutinizing her countenance.
In the end, she turned and asked, “What did you say her name was?”
“Charlotte Windt. But she's going to change her surname to Lindberg very soon. If she
pulls through, I want to restore her identity as a member of the Lindberg family,” Danrique
answered.
“Her father is Richard Windt?”
In all honesty, Francesca had also recognized that fact, but she still needed to confirm it
further.
“How did you know that?” Surprise flooded Danrique.
Francesca's gaze gentled. “I owe her father a debt of gratitude. How could she be your
cousin?”
Danrique then explained, “She was born of my aunt and Richard. I'll explain the specifics
to you in a while. Take a look at her first and see whether there's hope.”
“The chances are low. She's presently no different from a comatose patient. It'll be
exceedingly difficult for her to survive. Besides, even if she does pull through, there'll be
sequelae in the future.” Francesca's brows were knitted together tightly.
“She must live. It's imperative that she does, for I owe my aunt that much.” Danrique
remained resolved.
“I'll try my best.”
Putting on a pair of gloves, Francesca opened her needle pouch and took out a silver
needle. She jabbed it into Charlotte's neck, only to see that the blood flowing out was
black.
“This is a huge undertaking. I need eight quick-witted medical staff to be my assistants.
That aside, I'll make a list. Prepare the medicinal herbs and medical equipment for me.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I'll have someone make the arrangements right away.”
Danrique instructed Sean to see to it, and Sean immediately left to execute his orders.
Francesca read over Charlotte's medical report and the previous treatment files
meticulously. After doing that, she started treating the latter right there and then.
She stayed in the clinic for three whole days before coming out, during which she only
went for toilet breaks and wolfed down some food. The amount of time she rested made
for a total of three hours, and she spent the rest of the time treating Charlotte.
Three days later, when she walked out of the clinic, she collapsed onto the ground.
“Francesca!”
Fortunately, Danrique caught her in time and carried her back to the bedroom.
Verily, he knew that she was dead on her feet.
He wiped her down before hugging her as she slept.
Lying beside her, he propped a hand against his chin and studied her quietly.
After having not seen her for a year, she seemed to have lost weight. Her hair has
lengthened, and she appears to have become much gentler. Nonetheless, she's still as
fiery as ever.