His Versatile Gorgeous Wife novel Chapter 122

How is this possible?

Jordan, who stood not far from the patient's bed, reacted as though it was all surreal to him.

On the other side, Vinson regarded Carter who had firmly trapped his wrist. “Will you let go now?”

Carter did as asked, and self-consciously cleared his own throat.

Who would've guessed that a few needles placed by a young lass into the patient would be able to cure him.She has proven herself to be infinitely more capable than the internationally renowned Dr. JankowitschlBut didn't she say that she only understood a little?How could this be considered just little?

By now, Arielle's fingers moved and she frailly opened her eyes.

What greeted her was a scene of carnage in the room; the smashed fragments of the vase that used to stand by the door laid all over the floor; the television turned over—it was as though some fierce battle had taken place.

She sat up, confounded. “What just happened?”

Vinson strode toward her, but did not give her a straight answer. “How are you feeling?”

Arielle shook her head and was about to speak when the man in the bed next to hers exclaimed in Ustranasion, “It's y'all!”

Carter chopped down on the man's neck with his back of his hand posthaste, causing the man's eyeballs to roll into his skull and fall into unconsciousness.

That shocked Arielle but she quickly recovered. “Was he conscious?”

“Yeah.” Vinson nodded as he glanced meaningfully at the discomfited Carter before withdrawing his gaze. “All thanks to you.

Otherwise, we might have to tend to him for an entire year.”