Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 288

Without even lifting her head, Everleigh said, "I'm afraid you have already failed before even trying. By then, you'd be known as 'the destroyer'." Then, she got up to check the rooms.

Christopher went with her as he had nothing else to do.

The first room was Theodore's room.

He sat on the bed, surrounded by piles of documents akin to mountains. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his deep gaze was filled with suppressed anger. It was as if he had encountered something unhappy.

"Wow, the president is so busy. Even when he is sick, he still can't forget about his work." Christopher's sarcastic voice came from the door.

When Theodore raised his head, he saw Christopher and Everleigh standing at the door, staring at him.

He closed the documents and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

"It's so messy in here. When did the VIP ward become a pig's sty?" Christopher looked at the documents on the ground with disgust. For a moment, he didn't know where to step.

Everleigh took a deep breath and didn't care about it at all. She took the stethoscope and the sphygmomanometer to examine his body. Seeing that he still had his eyes on the documents, she couldn't help but say, "Didn't we tell you before that when you are sick, you shouldn't be rushing with work? Didn't you listen?"

Theodore felt her displeasure, and his stare grew slightly intense. "I have a lot of things to do. It's impossible for me to not do anything here."

"Then you could transfer to another hospital. I don't know how to treat a disobedient patient," she said coldly, and then began to pack up. She turned to look at Christopher. "Go through the transfer procedure for him," she said.

"Okay." He immediately beamed with joy. It seemed as if throwing Theodore out of the hospital is something to relish.

Theodore frowned slightly and felt a chill in his heart. He turned his head and said, "As a patient here, I have the right to choose."

"If you want to stay here, then you should be resting. Don't you know the doctors' 'six principles of no treatment'?" Everleigh turned around and asked.

His thin lips pressed together and he lowered his gaze. He didn't respond to her question. Instead, he placed the documents on one side, stretched out his arms and sat patiently to wait to be examined.

She winked at Christopher. Knowing instantly what she meant, he took her things and went on to give him an examination.

When the door of the ward opened, a familiar figure came over.

"Everleigh."

She looked at the person in front of her; gone was the usual classy and dignified look. "Josephine."

Everleigh called out in a low voice. The two men in the room were stunned and looked towards the door. Josephine stood in front of Everleigh, but the two of them formed a sharp contrast.

Everleigh was innocently pure and lovely, gentle and dignified, while Josephine was anxious and haggard, and she had lost some weight.

"I heard that Theodore is ill, so I came over to visit him." Josephine lowered her head as jealousy flashed across her eyes.

She was the daughter of the Bailey family after all, but she was in such a deplorable state now.

Compared to Everleigh, she was certainly at a disadvantage.

"Is that so? It's really been hard on you, Miss Bailey." Everleigh's piercingly cold voice slowly returned, but her gaze remained fixed on Theodore.

He hadn't expected her to come either. Subconsciously, he wanted to explain that he didn't have anything to do with her anymore, but he was afraid that the more he tried to explain, the more questions and doubts it would lead to.

"No matter how hard I've worked, it can't compare to your hard work. I heard that you've done a few surgeries today," Josephine said softly.

Everleigh and Christopher's faces froze. They turned around and asked her, "How did you know about that?"