Love Comes Secretly After Their Contract Marriage novel Chapter 72

Joe pointed to the balcony, "Mr. Lancaster is answering the phone. Madam, please let the doctor take a look at you first."

"Alright," Yvonne retracted her gaze from the balcony and took a seat across from the foreign doctor as instructed.

Since she was bad with foreign languages, she couldn’t understand what the doctor was saying.

Joe stood at the side and he either occasionally nodded or conversed with the doctor.

Yvonne could roughly guess that Joe was explaining her condition to the doctor.

Sure enough, after Joe stopped communicating with the doctor, he shifted his gaze to her. "Madam, don’t b e nervous. Dr. Tayrien was asking me about your condition.”

"I figured,” Yvonne smiled at him.

Joe was slightly surprised, "Madam, you can understand?"

Yvonne shook her head, "I was just guessing.”

"Oh..." Joe’s mouth twitched slightly and stopped talking.

Yvonne fell silent too. She didn't understand anything anyway, so she might as well shut up.

No one knew how long had passed when Dr. Tayrien took off his gloves, then picked up a piece of paper from the side. He started scribbling something over it while talking.

Yvonne didn't understand what he was saying and didn't bother to really listen since she had Joe with her anyway.

Joe took the note that Dr. Tayrien had written and escorted him out of the room.

By the time he came back again, the note in his hand was gone.

"Madam, Dr. Tayrien said that..."

"Said what?" Henry's voice came from the balcony.

Yvonne turned her head around. "You’re done with the call?"

It was quite a long phone call.

She had been here for at least half an hour already.

Henry cast a glance at her and hummed in response before walking to take a seat across from her. "Carry o n. What’s wrong with her?"

The question was directed at Joe.

Joe nodded, "There’s nothing wrong with Madam. She was just airsick." "Could airsickness be this bad?" Henry narrowed his eyes.

Yvonne also nodded, "I do suffer from airsickness, but H

"Dr. Tayrien said it’s because madam has a weaker immune system now since she has done a bone marrow donation. Even a minor illness can become very serious,” Joe explained.

Yvonne's face paled. "I see... Does that mean that I’ll still have to suffer the same thing all over again on the plane during my return flight?”

"Correct," Joe responded affirmatively.

Yvonne leaned back against the sofa with a face full of despair.

Henry couldn’t help but secretly sympathize with her when he saw the look on her face. "I’ll arrange a private jet when we go back."

"What?" Yvonne was shocked.

Henry poured himself a glass of wine, "I said I’ll arrange a private jet when we go back so that you won't suffer as much as you did today again."

"Does that make any difference?" Yvonne mumbled.

The only difference between a private jet and a plane was that one was a private transport while the other was a mode of public transport.

She would still feel sick no matter which she was flying on.

"Of course there's a difference,” Joe chuckled. "A private jet is smaller and modified, so it can take off without a run-up. Normally, people get airsickness the moment the plane does a run-up. That won't happen o n a jet that takes off vertically."

"Is that so?” Yvonne tilted her head.

She didn’t really understand the logic behind it.

Joe nodded, "Of course!"

"That's great!" Yvonne clapped joyfully.

She wasn't celebrating because she could ride on a private jet, but because she wouldn't need to suffer as she did today during her return flight.

"Did the doctor prescribe any medicine for her?” Henry looked at Joe.

"Yes. But since madam is on other medication, Dr.

Tayrien prescribed some medicines for body reconditioning. I have sent the hotel staff to procure them."

"No wonder the note was gone when you came back." Realization finally dawned upon Yvonne.

Joe pushed his glasses up, "Yes."