Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby novel Chapter 1806

“Haha...” Francesca let out a mocking laughter before saying, “Isn't it natural in the business arena for the strong to dominate the weak? No one is really good or bad, isn't it?”

“Ummm...”

“All right, you may leave now.” Francesca did not wish to continue the conversation any further. “I don't care if he is a saint or a devil. As long as I'm paid, I have to do my job to save him.”

“OK then. I'll wait outside. Please feel free to let me know if you need

anything.”

“Sure.”

Even though Francesca was feeling annoyed, as a doctor, she owed a duty of care to her patient. As such, she started to analyze Danrique's condition, trying to come up with a suitable prescription for him.

About an hour later, she passed the new prescription to Kerrie and asked her to prepare the medicine before heading over to Danrique’s room.

Meanwhile, both Sean and Gordon were watching over Danrique.

The man had a dim expression on his face and had slipped out of consciousness once again.

Gordon was having a discussion with Sean on whether they should get Helen over to take a look at Danrique as he did not trust Francesca's abilities. Besides, he was also put off by the woman's arrogant attitude.

However, Sean was of the opinion that other doctors would not be able to handle Danrique's condition. Besides, Francesca was personally appointed by Danrique himself. As such, she should be able to find a cure for the poison...

After all, Danrique himself also knew a thing or two about poisons.

Just when the two men were in the midst of their discussion, Francesca walked in.

“You... Why didn't you knock?" Gordon asked, frowning.

“Since I'm the doctor, this room is where I work. Do I have to knock before entering my own office?” Francesca said, sounding completely justified. “On the other hand, it's such a disgrace for grown men like you two to be gossiping about others behind their backs.”

“Please don't misunderstand,” Sean explained at once. “We're just discussing Mr. Lindberg's condition...”

“All right, that's enough,” Francesca interrupted the man impatiently and said, “Prepare a hot towel.”

“Sure.” Sean acted on her instructions at once.

Francesca walked toward the bed and felt Danrique's forehead. She realized that the man's fever had not subsided, and he was literally burning...

Even though the two maids beside Danrique were helping to place ice packs on him, it was completely

useless.

“Step aside,” Francesca instructed, not wanting them to get in the way.