Jay's smile grew wider as his eyes moved away from her. She watched him carefully with dreamy eyes.
"Don't worry. I'm not interested in you," Jay said gently with a smile.
"Oh... that's great, then!" Doris sighed in relief. She felt that as long as she didn't do that, she could do
anything for him.
And she'd do anything for him. 'Doris, you proud girl! You will end up scolding yourself for this later,' she
bitterly thought to herself.
They continued to move forward together, and then Jay stopped suddenly.
Doris followed where Jay was looking, and saw the half-open door of a room. Inside the room, a
woman stood beside Charles.
Charles looked depressed, he had a gloomy look on his face as he rested his back on the far wall of
the room. He looked like he was very worried about something.
His current state made him look completely different from his normal handsome look.
"Charles? What is he doing here?" Doris asked confused. Her face slightly contorted into a puzzled
look.
Jay rushed towards the room, pushed the door wide open and hurried inside.
"Charles, what are you doing here?" Jay asked in a surprised tone of voice as he approached Charles.
He then took one of Charles' arms and supported him.
"Jay, is that you?" Charles asked as he studied Jay's face with blurred eyes. Charles smiled at him, but
looked weak and pale. It seemed like he had too much to drink.
Charles was not normally like this. He was always disciplined. Even more when it came to drinking
alcohol. He rarely drank alcoholic drinks and had only done so a few times over the years.
"Get out of here!" Jay growled to the woman that was hanging out with Charles.
The woman instantly ran out of the room in fear.
Charles turned to Jay with his bloodshot eyes when he heard that Jay sent the woman out of the room.
"Jay!" he said but was not able to do anything else.
"Did you meet anyone today, Charles? Where's your assistant and your bodyguard?" Jay asked in a
worried tone.
"Well, today... I came here all by myself. And not for any social engagements!" Charles said as he
swayed while he stood. After Charles finished explaining, he suddenly relaxed as Jay steadily
supported him with his arm. A short moment later, he passed out.
"I think he has alcohol poisoning," said Doris. Doris was a female doctor from the andrology
department and she was familiar with many common medical issues. When she saw Charles' bright
red cheeks and bloodshot eyes, she believed that he was likely suffering from alcohol poisoning
already.
"What should we do?" Jay asked in a worried tone. His voice sounded like he was in the verge of
panicking. Jay had never been in such a situation, especially with Charles in such a dangerous state.
He looked nervous and panic was coming up very close behind.
Jay remembered that Charles would normally go to him if he wanted to drink outside of the normal
social engagements. But this time, he went there to drink alone and was even hooked up by a plain-
looking woman.
"He's... What's wrong with him?" Jay asked anxiously.
"Let's get him to the hospital. There's nothing more that we can do for him here," Doris suggested
immediately. Doris walked to the other side of Charles to help Jay to get him up. They were surprised
when Charles suddenly woke up from Doris' touch.
"Get off me, woman! Women are too unreliable! Just keep away from me!" Charles exclaimed with his
eyes still closed. But he was in an extremely weakened state to be able to keep Doris away.
'What was that?' Jay wondered. Charles' reaction and statement reminded Jay of something.
Charles asked Jay to gather as much information that he could about Nancy. And since he was now in
such a pitiful state, Jay guessed that he had already broken up with Nancy.
But then Jay suddenly wondered whether Charles ever had a relationship with Nancy to begin with.
Or was it all just unrequited love.
And was it unrequited love that hurt him so much to get himself in this situation?
'Alas! Charles has taken Nancy so seriously. He should learn from me. I'm never serious about
relationships,' Jay thought to himself.
It was known that Charles was a business tycoon with no weaknesses. But it turned out that his one
fatal weakness was love!
"Let's go, Charles. We will take you to the hospital," Jay said in a solemn voice that echoed how sorry
he was for what happened to his friend. Jay braced himself to support half of Charles' weight through
one of his arms while Doris helped to support the other half. They then walked slowly out of the room.
"No. I won't go. Let go of me," Charles complained weakly. But he was too weak to walk by himself. He
ultimately had no choice but to let Jay help him to walk and then get into the car.
They drove Charles to the hospital where Nancy worked. Jay decided to bring him there not only
because of his alcohol poisoning, but Charles also had to be relieved from his emotional anxiety by
Nancy.
It was already three in the afternoon when they finally arrived at the hospital.
Nancy was just coming out of the operating room when she saw Jay and Doris supporting Charles and
they were all walking towards her direction.
"Nancy! He's badly drunk!" Doris shouted out. She sounded and looked so exhausted from helping to
support Charles.
"Charles? Why? What happened to him? Why did he drink so much?" Nancy asked worriedly as she
rushed towards them. Her face was masked with so much concern.
"You should ask him yourself," Jay replied to Nancy with a concerned irony.
"Charles..." She really had no idea what was happening to Charles the past few days. She felt that
there was something wrong with him, but she was unable to explain it completely to Jay. At length, she
decided to just let him misunderstand her. It was easier that way.
Explaining herself was the most troublesome thing in the world for Nancy.
So, Nancy quickly became a woman who never liked explaining herself to others.
She never made any effort to explain herself to people who never understood her.
"Get him to my lounge. The wards are full of children," Nancy commanded hurriedly.
"Okay," Jay agreed.
They helped her get Charles into the lounge.
Although he was so drunk, Charles was still able to recognize Nancy's voice amidst the noise of the
hospital.
He suddenly felt like his heart was torn apart once more.
He felt like running away when he heard her voice one more time.
Even the most powerful men were like children when confronted by the most intense feeling of love for
someone.
They entered the lounge and seated Charles on the sofa. Jay and Doris finally sighed after they
released Charles. When he was comfortably seated on the sofa, Charles' eyes slowly opened and
stared lovingly at Nancy.
His bloodshot eyes startled Doris so much that she felt worried. She took a deep breath and was about
to say something, but before she could say anything, Jay held her hand tightly in his hand. "Silly lady,
don't say anything. Let's just leave and let them sort it out themselves."
"But I..." Doris was about to speak once more but before she could finish what she was about to say,
Jay covered her mouth with his hand. Jay then hurriedly and quietly went out of the lounge with Doris in
his arms. They quietly closed the door of the lounge after they left.
They made sure that Charles and Nancy were alone and undisturbed.
"Charles, what's wrong with you?" Nancy asked softly in a voice that was filled with concern. She felt
worried and anxious as she looked at him.
He reached out for her slowly without saying anything.
"I'll get you an injection. You're too drunk and need to sober quickly," Nancy said as she turned around
to leave.
But he grabbed her arm with his warm hands before she could walk away and pulled her into his arms.
He was severely weakened, but Nancy didn't give any resistance.
"Nancy, please don't go," Charles said in a hoarse voice that sounded like it was filled with so much
suffering.
"Charles, you should not act so recklessly..."
Nancy said to him in a gentle voice but before she could finish speaking, he instantly kissed her lips
with such longing that they both gasped for air right away.
It was such a passionate and powerful kiss that Nancy could not find the strength to resist or stop it.
She was reluctant to reciprocate his kiss at first, but she quickly lost herself in his kiss and she quickly
kissed him back and with the same intensity.
She felt like small boat at sea that was caught in the middle of an emotional maelstrom. And she felt
like the powerful waves would soon capsize her.
For a moment, she decided to let herself go, and allow herself to sink into the deep emotional
maelstrom that overwhelmed her. She felt that it would be a happy way to die.
"Nancy, Nancy..." Charles repeated her name and he sounded weaker each time as he continued to
kiss her.
His voice then became so weak like it has lost its strength after a thousand years of longing for the
same girl that never came.
His breathing became more and more labored and his grip on her arm quickly loosened and fell to his
side helplessly.
"Charles!" Nancy exclaimed nervously when she saw Charles fall into a state of unconsciousness
before her eyes. His breath was labored and shallow.
He drank too much. Way beyond what his body could safely handle. And he passed out because of the
excess alcohol in his system.
She helped him to the nearby bed and asked a nurse to give him an injection to lower his blood
alcohol.
She then administered a pack of glucose on him.
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