If the medicine hadn't been tampered, what went wrong?
In the end, Nancy asked the nurse to put Nana on a drip, while she bandaged Rick's wound.
As she did this, she repeatedly apologized to Rick.
"You don't have to say sorry. Just treat me to a meal," Rick said half-jokingly.
"Well, if that’s what you want, I'm certainly honored." A small smile appeared on Nancy’s face.
"I should be the one saying that. It's an honor to have a meal with Director Nancy."
'Tm flattered, Dr. Rick. Let's go out for a meal after Nana settles down."
Nancy's face heated in embarrassment. "I totally agree.
Nancy smiled at him.
It was not until Nana had an intravenous drip that Nancy and Rick walked out of the room together.
"It's time for lunch. What do you want to eat?" As an apology, Nancy had to treat him to a meal like he had asked.
"I heard that there’s a place in this city that is good at making chicken wings. Would you like to have a try? I think they taste good. I wonder if you would like it." There was a hint of excitement in Rick's eyes as he spoke.
"Okay, let's try those chicken wings today." After Rick had helped her a lot, how could Nancy disappoint him?
He was a renowned psychiatrist and many patients came to see him. Nancy was really grateful for all his help, and the least thing she could do was to buy him a meal.
"Let's go. I'll drive, and you'll pay for our food." After saying this, Rick grinned widely as if his college days came back to him.
It was like he had been taken back to the days when he was young and full of energy.
Seeing the look on his face, Nancy said playfully, "Well, although my salary is a little lower than yours, it won't be a problem to invite you on lunch."
For a moment, Rick was in a trance. He stared at Nancy with an unreadable expression in his eyes which made Nancy a little uncomfortable. So Nancy cleared her throat and smoothed her hair. "Let's go."
Her voice brought Rick back to reality. With an awkward smile, he said, "Let's go."
Then they walked towards the elevator together.
Meanwhile, Charles was sitting beside Nadia's bed in the gastroenterology department.
After seeing Nadia vomit, Charles got so worried that he sweated heavily. How could such a child eat food that was good for two people?
"Mr. Fu, your family has provided too much food for the child. What if it hurts the child's stomach? She is still so young. How can you let her eat whatever she wants?" The doctor couldn't help but scold Charles as she looked at Nadia's pained expression.
It was true that Nadia liked eating, but she had never been unrestrained like this before. They were very particular with the children's health. "Nadia, tell me what happened." "I..." When she thought of Bobby's fiery eyes, Nadia felt afraid to tell the truth.
"Is your Mommy afraid of starving you?" Anger rose in his heart when he realized that Nancy wasn't here to look after Nadia.
Where was Nancy?
Didn't she know how much her own child could eat?
Shaking her head, Nadia said, "It's not Mommy's fault."
"If it’s not Mommy's fault, then it's your fault. Why do you still eat even when you're already full?" Charles sneered.
"No. I didn't want to eat, but Bobby forced me to. If I don't eat, he will make me a little puppy." Left without a choice, Nadia told the truth with her voice full of grievance.
When he heard this, Charles felt amused and angry at the same time. "Nadia, what were you thinking? Can you be a puppy just because he asked you to be a puppy?"
"I know he can't turn me into a puppy. But Bobby told me to learn how to run and bark like a puppy, so I tried my best to eat and eat..." Tears welled up in her big dough eyes.
Seeing her cry made Charles sigh. He held Nadia in his arms and asked softly, "Did Mommy know that you have eaten so much?"
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