Chapter 1096: As she made her way through the hospital, every staff member greeted her, and she responded with a friendly smile.
Lanny's condition was getting better slowly, and Norah, who had performed his surgery, was gaining recognition. Malcolm didn't keep Norah's remarkable medical skills a secret. He bragged about them whenever the topic arose, with Toby also helping to spread the word.
Her capabilities were widely recognized. The hospital, a place Norah held in high esteem, always instilled a deep respect for those in the medical field.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore stepping into the car, Norah took a long, reflective look back at Concord Hospital, a place that had grown dear to her. Sean was driving a seven-seater. Everyone climbed in, with Norah sitting next to Sean.
"Sean, how's everything at work?" she inquired.
She rarely interfered in his professional life; she just knew he was doing well in Silverdale.
Sean gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and replied, "Everything is running smoothly." He worked relentlessly to ensure a luxurious lifestyle for his family and loved ones. He had given Norah an unlimited credit card, but since she seldom used his money, he devoted his efforts to sourcing precious herbs for her instead.
Norah was passionate about creating unique medicines. Herbs were her treasures, and he was always delighted to see her smile when he presented them to her.
Explore magic at ga l no vls,Their hands intertwined as they shared warm smiles, their affection for each other evident.
Susanna shivered and muttered, “Ugh, I can't handle this heavy dose of romance." Joanna chuckled and responded, “Look who's talking. Aren't you just as sweet with Phillip? It's so sugary that it givesgoosebumps." Everywhere she looked, couples seemed blissfully in love, making her toy with the idea of dating.
However, she quickly shook off the thought, deciding it was too much of a gamble. She chose to guard her heart, convinced that romances with men never ended well.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe figured her pessimism might be coloring her perspective.
Joanna's phone chimed, and she glanced at the screen. A photo from Duncan had arrived, and she eagerly tapped to open it.
As she opened the message, Joanna was confronted with a vivid image of Duncan's upper body, gleaming with sweat and etched with deep scars. Before she could reply, another message popped up: "I spent the afternoon at the gym. It was great. When are you coming back? Make sure to train regularly. Otherwise, you'll lose your skills."