Ryan's mood only improved for a brief moment.
However, it seemed as though something else occurred to him.
He pursed his lips in disdain, and his face turned even colder.
Everyone was terrified.
‘Help us!’ Without anyone noticing, Luke ran out of the ward and gave Wendy a call when he reached
the corridor.
"I'm an apple, an apple, an apple.I'm a banana, a banana, a banana..."
Meanwhile, Wendy's phone suddenly rang.
She was startled upon hearing the joyful ringtone.
She was expecting a call from a specific person that she did not even bother to look who it was when
she answered it.
"Hello?"
"Wendy, Help!"
Help?! Could it be that Ryan...Wendy's face turned pale at once.
With her one hand clutching the phone tightly, she hurriedly put on her slippers and then got out of bed.
"Luke, tell me what's going on.Is Ryan..."she trailed off.
Luke rolled his eyes upon hearing the anxiousness in her voice.
All of a sudden, an idea occurred to him.
He feigned a sad voice and said, "Wendy, Ryan is not in good condition.He fainted at home a few days
ago and was then sent to the hospital.He has woken up from the coma, but he hasn't slept since.Sad to
say, but his insomnia is getting worse.I wanted to call you for help, but Ryan said...he said that you're
busy with your work and life and that he shouldn't bother you all the time, so I decided not to call you."
Wendy felt touched, at the same time, sad upon hearing this.
There was also a tinge of guilt in her heart.
Ever since her return, Ryan had been helping her a lot.
Even when he was currently admitted to the hospital, he still ordered his servants to bring Ray lunch
every day.
Ryan had been hospitalized for days, yet Wendy had not asked about his condition until now.
"Luke, is Ryan getting better now?"
"Truth be told, he isn't,"
Luke answered with a stifled sob and continued, "Wendy, I really had no choice, so I called you without
Ryan's knowledge.He's crazy! He's seriously ill, but he's still working in the hospital.If he goes on like
this, this might be the end of him."
"Nonsense!"
Wendy exclaimed.
She strode out of the room and fetched her son.
She then ran across the living room and quickly changed her shoes.
"Which hospital is he in? Ray and I will go there to see him," she said over the phone.
"He's on the 32nd floor of Hopewell Hospital in the inpatient department."
"I'll be right there."
With that, Wendy hang up the phone.
She did not even bother to change her clothes.
She just wore her baggy white T-shirt, a pair of denim shorts, and a backpack.
Then, she quickly put on a pair of canvas shoes and took Raymond with her.
Wendy tied up her hair while she walked.
In order to move fast, she picked her son up and then walked out.
"Mommy, are we going to see Uncle Ryan?" Raymond asked.
"Yes," Wendy answered.
A hint of joy flashed across the little boy's face.
As his mother walked, he obediently leaned on her shoulder and said nothing.
As soon as Wendy reached the street, she hailed a cab to Hopewell Hospital.
She paid the fair the instant the taxi stopped in front of the hospital.
Without further ado, she went straight to the inpatient department where Ryan had been staying.
"Mommy, don't we need to buy something before we see a patient?"
‘How careless was I ! Raymond was right.They couldn't just go to see a patient in hospital without
bringing any comfort gifts.
"Yes, of course!"
Fortunately, there were stalls that sold flowers and fruit baskets near the hospital.
The latter looked very appealing, but the price of it was higher than in an ordinary shop.
Through gritted teeth, Wendy bought two fruit baskets in courtesy.
The products were worth 200 dollars, unbelievably expensive for a simple fruit basket.
Although that gesture had a wonderful meaning, she was pained at having to spend so much money
just for that.
If only she had known about it earlier, she would have bought the fruit basket at the fruit stand instead.
That way, it would not have cost so much.
"Let's go," she said to her son.
Wendy was familiar with the 32nd floor of Hopewell Hospital since she had been there once when she
saved Precious.
Through that experience, she found out that the wards on that floor were luxurious.
The rooms on that floor had their own living room, bathroom, and kitchen.
They even had two bedrooms! The two bedrooms made it convenient for the family to take care of the
patient.
Since some were worried that the food in the hospital was not nutritious enough, they were given the
means to cook their own nutritious soup or porridge in the kitchen.
Because she had been there before, Wendy took the elevator to the 32nd floor without difficulty.
When she reached the floor, she saw that several special security guards stationed there.
Since Luke had already informed the guards, they let her in as soon as they verified her identity.
Luke had already told Wendy what Ryan’s room was, so she went there straight with Raymond.
Just as she was about to knock at the door, she heard a cold, booming voice from inside.
"Redo everything! The company has entrusted you with a high salary! You're not working for free, so
you should do your damn job well!"
Standing outside the door, Wendy was at a loss for words.
Every room was equipped with a hand-size glass panel on the door of the ward.
This enabled the nurses to see the condition of the patient inside without opening the door.
Wendy peered through the panel and swallowed hard when she saw what was happening inside.
There was a group of impeccably dressed men and women in the ward.
Their ages ranged from the late twenties to early fifties.
A few young talents who often appeared on financial news were also there.
Fear and trepidation were apparent in everyone at that very moment.
They just stood there, unable to say a word after being scolded.
Wendy wondered if she should go in.
After all, she would be reprimanded as well if she did.
She was very conflicted, and her heart was pounding in her chest.
Knock knock! While she was in a daze, Raymond suddenly knocked on the door.
"Ray!" Wendy exclaimed in shock.
However, Raymond did not seem to feel her anxiety and he seemed rather calm.
He lifted a fruit basket in his hand and looked at Wendy with his black, innocent eyes.
"Mommy, aren't we here to see Uncle Ryan?"
The corner of Wendy's mouth twitched.
Before she could even answer, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
It was Luke.Seeing Wendy there, he almost burst into tears.
"Oh my dearest Wendy...thank God you're here at last!"
Wendy craned her neck to look inside and asked, "Is it okay for us to go in now?"
"Yes, it is!"
In all honesty, everyone in the room was waiting for someone to rescue them.
Luke opened the door wider and let Wendy in.
Because of this, she had no choice but to go inside bravely.
The people inside were so grateful that they even stepped aside and made way for her.
A deafening silence befell in the room.
Everyone could say that the atmosphere was extremely terrifying.
With a fruit basket in her hand, Wendy walked towards the bedside.
The instant Ryan saw her, his coldness dissipated at once.
He pursed his lips and cast a glance at Luke with his sharp eyes.
Then, from Luke, Ryan's gaze shifted to Wendy, but his eyes darkened upon seeing what she was
wearing.
Wendy was wearing a loose T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts with tattered edges.
Her shirt was long that it covered her shorts.
At a glance, it seemed as though she was wearing that T-shit as a dress, which highlighted her slender
long legs that were as white as snow.
She was not wearing makeup, yet her face was fair and bright.
Also, her hair was tied into a high ponytail, which swayed side to side behind her as she walked.
Pure! Enchanting! Two opposite temperament could be seen in her at the same time.
Most of the senior executives were amazed by Wendy's beauty that they could not help but gawk at
her.
Ryan noticed the looks on their faces that his eyes suddenly turned sharp and fierce.
"Get out!"
Get out?! Wendy stiffened and was petrified on the spot.
Her shoulders slumped, and she was about to turn to leave when the group of senior executives
rushed out of the room with their heads lowered.
Wendy was at a loss for words.C
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