My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 260

Not wanting to delay, the doctors already had a meeting regarding Rachel's CT results before she was sent to the hospital.

As a result, the doctors that were assigned to administer Rachel's medications were aware of what to do. As long as she took her medicines on time, the blood clot in her brain would dissipate soon enough.

Once she entered the ward, Rachel was arranged to have another thorough check-up.

After the doctors quickly dressed her in a hospital gown, they quickly disinfected her.

Rachel sat in the wheelchair as she was pushed to do the examination. Everything followed according to their schedule.

She didn't resist any of their process. At this moment, she could only hope that her results would bring nothing but good news.

After her general check-up, it was time for her consultation. Soon enough, the results of her X-rays came out right away.

The attending doctor was specifically requested by Jonathan. He was one of the best, if not the best, in his field. He sank into his seat and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose as he studied the results.

Rachel sat quietly as her hands clasped together. She wasn't nervous at all.

She knew her own body very well. Ever since she woke up from that coma, she could feel that her body was already recovering day by day.

However, Jack was far from calm.

Every time the doctor pursed his lips, Jack's face would darken instantly as different thoughts ran through his mind. When the doctor nodded, Jack would raise his eyebrows as he waited for his comments.

Fortunately, he was able to steady his facial expressions. Otherwise, he would look like a clown practicing for his next visual performance.

Soon enough, the doctor was finally finished. He leaned back. One of his hand smoothened his beard while other hand started writing things down on his notebook.

Seeing that he still wasn't saying anything, Jack started, "Doctor..."

"It healed up pretty well," the doctor interrupted him. He quickly tore the piece of paper as he wrote something down, and inputted her medications into the computer.

Once he was done, he looked up. "You're recovering well, but you still need to rest. You shouldn't stress yourself, all right?

Or else you'll suffer when you become older."

Hearing all these words, Rachel nodded in agreement. After gazing at her calm face, Jack reached out his hand to hold her thin shoulder.

The doctor continued,

"The inspection results of the blood clot will be received tomorrow. Given the current situation, we've encountered no problem with your recovery. As long as things continue that way, your vision will gradually restore itself."

'As long as things continue that way,' Jack thought with a frown. However, he kept quiet. The doctor finally left and Rachel was brought back to her ward.

The wound on the back of Rachel's head began to heal itself.

Some of her hair began to return, and she couldn't help but stroke her head every now and then.

Eric fiddled with the hat he had bought her and leaned close to Rachel's bed. "It looks good. You shouldn't touch it anymore," he lectured. "Besides, your face looks more prominent after all your hair was shaved."

'More prominent?' She rolled her eyes.

It seemed that Eric's words were more unreliable than Jack's.

For the time being, she didn't want to talk to him.

Knowing that she was bored, Jack brought a toy for her to kill some time.

In the VIP ward, every appliance in the room was upgraded to its most recent version. While Jack went to talk with the doctor, Eric accompanied Rachel.

Afraid that she might be bored, he turned on the TV.

The sound filled the ward. In this way, she wouldn't be that uncomfortable in not seeing anything.

After a while, she gazed at Eric's direction.

"It's getting late. Aren't you going back?"

Eric blinked. "Who says I'm going back?"

"Well, if you don't go back, then what are you going to do here?" she countered.

"I'll be taking care of you."

"You'll only trouble the nurses. It's best if you get some rest." He frowned. "I'm worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about. I already told you that I'll be fine," she insisted.

"Where's the nurse?"

Rachel shrugged. "She'll come here soon. Jack will also stay here for the night. There are only two vacant beds. Do you plan on sleeping next to him?"

'Sleeping next to Jack?'

At the thought of this, Eric had the sudden urge to vomit. Without missing a beat, he got up and waved his hand. "I'll just take a cigarette," he murmured.

She restrained herself from bursting into laughter. "Go ahead."

Not long after he left, the doctor and nurses came.

Once all the medication was set, Rachel stopped the doctor. "Can you give me a moment, doctor?"

"What's the matter?" The old man stopped. "Is there something wrong?"

"I just want to ask you something."

Seeing her hesitation, the doctor waved the nurses out of the room. Once he closed the door, he turned towards her. "What's the matter?"