When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden)

Chapter 538 Special Potion

Shirley looked at Ralph with a confused expression. "Aren't you going to leave at the risk of your life? Why are you not leaving again?"

"I just want to tell you that if I want to leave, none of you can stop me, and if I decide to stay, I'm willing to stay."

Braden replied arrogantly.

"But... why?"

Shirley still didn't understand.

Now, she believed in his words. He really had the strength to escape.

However, wasn't he thinking about Alina? Why was he suddenly willing to stay? It didn't make sense!

"I'm going to leave at the risk of my life, and you're going to save me at the risk of your life, which means our relationship is not just that of two patients..."

Braden paused for a moment and said meaningfully, "I want to know, what exactly is the special past between us that makes you work so hard?"

He wasn't sure if he had lost part of his memory, but he could feel that Shirley must have played a very important role in his life.

Otherwise, Alina and his mother would not have kept it a secret.

Since no one was willing to tell him the truth, he could only stay and look for the answer himself.

Shirley was stunned for a moment and was silent for a long time before whispering, "If you really want to know, just cooperate with the treatment. When you see my face again, maybe you will remember." "Your suggestion is good.'

Braden smiled. He had never been so happy and enthusiastic since he went blind. "I'm looking forward to the day I see you."

Shirley didn't respond, with mixed feelings.

Perhaps, the day you see me, you will find out how unworthy I am!

Braden returned to the MTW Center and stopped causing trouble.

May gave him a thorough examination, then shook her head repeatedly and sighed.

Shirley, who was standing at the side, was nervous. She was afraid of putting pressure on Braden, so she winked at May and led her outside.

"May, what's going on with him? Is it still possible for him to regain his eyesight?"

May looked sad. She hesitated for a while, then said in a heavy voice, "Ms. Wilson, to be frank, it's not that he doesn't recover his sight. It's just that his pulse is too messy and his body is not in good condition, especially his brain. He should have suffered a serious injury and blood stasis. We'd better think about how to recuperate his body now, or...'

May could not say it anymore. The situation was almost what Pamela had diagnosed. Braden's condition was bad.

"Severe brain damage? Blood stasis? Then... is there any cure?"

Shirley's face turned pale, and she panicked all of a sudden.

She thought that Braden was only injured, and his body was still in good health. She didn't expect it to be so serious!

"Don't worry. Luckily you brought him here in time, so it's not too late. My father who cut off the relationship with me has excellent treatment for blood stagnation. I've learned some skills from him before. I'll prescribe him some medicine first to try. After he recovers from the blood clot, maybe his eyes will recover too."

May patted Shirley on the shoulder and comforted her gently.

"That's great!"

Shirley finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that she was "shameless enough" to kidnap him in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"But there's a little trouble..."

May wanted to say something.

"Oh, May Thompson, say it all to me. My heart is like a roller coaster, and I am suffocating!"

Shirley's heart clenched again as she looked at May nervously.

"My father is highly skilled in medicine, but his medical style is more bizarre. We don't dare to use some of his original prescription, so I'm also hesitating whether to use his prescription..." May frowned with an embarrassed expression.

"What prescription? Let me know."

"My father's prescription needs a special medicine ingredient..."

At this point, May told Shirley the special medicine ingredient.

Shirley remained silent for a while and then said, "It's okay. If you need it, then use it. I can provide it."

"But it hurts you so much. Is it worth it for such a cruel man?"

"He became like this because of me. I'm willing to pay with my life, let alone the medicine ingredient."

"Okay, I understand. You don't want to owe him anything."

After reaching an agreement, they began to take care of Braden's body.

It was rare for Braden to be obedient. He took whatever Shirley served him.

After nearly a week, his injuries quickly recovered. When May checked his pulse again, her expression finally became less solemn. She smiled.

"Mr. Stewart's pulse is finally stable, and his blood is much more unobstructed. If he sticks to two more sessions of treatment, he can focus on treating his eyes."

Shirley's eyes lit up and she said happily, "Great, the efforts I have made these days are finally not in vain!"

Her voice was soft. It was obvious that she was a little weak, her face was as pale as white paper, and her eyes were black and blue, but her sincere smile was beautiful. May felt sorry to see her like this. "Ms. Wilson, don't use the medicine ingredient, or you will be in danger."

She began to regret using his father's remedy.

He recovered quickly, but... the person who gave the medicine ingredient suffered!

"Since the medicine is effective, keep using it, or else all the previous efforts will be in vain!"

Shirley smiled and looked in the direction of the room. "Yes, I don't want to owe him anything. This is my debt. The more I pay, the more relaxed I will

be."

"And... about the medicine ingredient, you must keep it a secret for me. Don't let him know!"

"Ms. Wilson, you're a good person, but you're too emotionally attached. He doesn't even remember you now. Even if you're cured, it's for the sake of Miss Gilmore. You're so stupid..." "Fools are blessed!"

Shirley smiled slyly.

Braden's health was getting better day by day, and he got along with Shirley more harmoniously and naturally.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting in the back garden of the nursing home, enjoying the fresh air. There was a pavilion with carved bars and jade, quite artistic.

However, it was a pity that Braden couldn't see it no matter how beautiful the environment was.

Shirley looked at the azalea in full bloom, lost in thought, and felt a little tired.

"You seem a bit strange these days."

Braden, who had always been quiet, suddenly spoke.

Shirley withdrew her gaze silently, took a deep breath, forced herself to perk up, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"