Into The Emergency Room
Rosalie resisted again at the mention of going to the hospital.
"I'm really okay.I was fine when I went out in the morning, why would I suddenly be sick?"
As she said that, she took her pulse in front of Byron as if to prove her statement.She vaguely felt
unwell, but she never took it seriously.She just wanted to put Byron at ease from his worried look.
Therefore, Rosalie was very serious when she took her own pulse.
At the same time, Byron slowed down the speed of the car, keeping his peripheral vision on her face
through the rearview mirror.
As time passed by...
Rosalie's hand never left her wrist, and a subtle solemnity flashed across her eyes.
‘My pulse...Indeed, something was wrong!’ However, if she looked deeper, she could not find the
source.
Rosalie was confused.
"How? Where do you feel unwell?"
Byron could not wait.
Rosalie came back to her senses and turned to look at him.no.vel.e.book She could hear his worries in
his tone of voice.
The man's side profile was even tenser.He wished he could fly her directly to the hospital in his arms.
Rosalie's heart began to relax and was replaced by a burst of warmth.She smiled reassuringly at
Byron.
"It's not a big problem, I'm just overworked.I'll go back, make some tea and rest for two days."
She did not want Byron to worry too much.
Moreover, she did not think the hospital would find out the cause.
Time was a luxury.She would rather go home and find out for herself with this extra time.
The current symptoms were not serious.
She feels that she still has time for self-diagnosis.
Byron insisted.
"You'd better go to the hospital for a checkup.Doctors can't heal themselves, and your self-diagnosis
may not be accurate.There is a hospital run by the Quirkes nearby.I'll take you there."
Rosalie knew that he was worried, so she stopped resisting.
"If you are worried, then go and have a look."
Then, she quietly put her fingertips on her wrist, trying to find out where the source of the abnormal
pulse condition was.
Byron gradually accelerated.
Rosalie herself might not have noticed, but her complexion was abnormal.
As time went on, Byron gradually began to feel something was wrong.
Rosalie's lips turned into a darker shade of purple.
‘She doesn’t look sick at all, she looked like she’s...poisoned!’
"I'll call Luther now and ask him to pick up the kids."
While driving, he was talking to Rosalie, "Is there anything you need to remind him?"
Rosalie's focus was thrown off and she finally realized the severity of the problem.She could not use
her strength anymore, and her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
"I..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she slumped and passed out by the car door.
"Rosalie!"
Byron stepped on the gas pedal to the maximum and grabbed her hand desperately.
Rosalie's hands were frighteningly cold.Byron kept rubbing the back of her hand, not knowing whether
he was talking to her or comforting himself.
"We're reaching the hospital soon, you'll be okay.I won't let anything happen to you..."
As he said that, Byron thought of something and quickly took out his mobile phone.no.vel.e.book He
called the hospital and asked them to arrange for the best experts in each department to be on call.He
was still uneasy after hanging up.
So, he gave orders to find the top experts in various fields from all over the world and sent a plane to
pick them up immediately.Rosalie was pushed into the emergency room by doctors and nurses who
were already waiting at the entrance as soon as the car stopped at the hospital's entrance.
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