Jonathan had a hunch about what was going on. He had been following Credence closely. He stared at Credence’s every move with his burning eyes, waiting for the first sign of his weakening.
The special drug from Monticello that had been injected into him would last for five hours at most. Credence’s body was strong enough to hold on until now. He was able to last for the full five hours.
At that moment, Jonathan saw Credence’s hands slowly let go of the bed’s railings. He was falling backward, Jonathan quickly ran towards him like a gust of wind. He frowned and supported Credence’s back. “Credence, hold on, you need to hold on! You mustn’t be a cause of concern right now. Dorothy has just given birth. She’s so weak that a gust of wind is enough to make her collapse. If she still needs to worry about you, how long do you think she’ll last?”
The moment he made contact with Credence, Jonathan keenly examined his hands. Credence’s muscles and bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn’t support his heavy body. He was trembling.
If he hadn’t reached out to help him in time, Credence would have fallen to the ground.
This drug that Credence had injected into himself was extremely strong. Right after the dose was injected into his body he became very lively. However, the moment the effects of the medicine dissipated, his body reverted to being weak again.
The side effects were horrifying. Once it took effect, it would be so terrible very few people could tolerate it.
Credence had listened to Jonathan’s warnings. To ensure that Dorothy wouldn’t hear him and worry about his condition, he lowered his tone. He whispered into Jonathan’s ear, “That’s enough, I know how long my body can last. Just give me some support while we push Dorothy into her ward.”
Dorothy had risked her life to give birth to a premature baby for him. He wanted to accompany her just a little bit longer.
“Well, alright then. I will try my best to make it look natural.” Jonathan shook his head helplessly.
When they arrived at the VIP ward, Dorothy was about to fall asleep. She didn’t notice that Credence had changed into Jonathan when she was pushed into the ward.
She had endured such intense pain for nearly five hours. No matter how strong she was, right now she was completely spent.
The only thing she knew right now was that she needed rest. After Yezoo, Germaine, and the rest of them learned that Dorothy and her son were safe, they quietly left her ward. Some went to rest while others returned to their homes.
To this particular group of people, Credence still looked the same as ever. No one could tell that his body muscles were on the verge of collapse.
Since the moment stimulants were injected into him, all of his body parts had been exhausted to its very limits. On top of that, he was still injured.
Dorothy lay on the bed with her eyes closed. Half of her face was covered by her haird, and her pale face was covered in sweat.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which came from her body.
Right after Jonathan used most of his strength to place Dorothy on the hospital bed, he was shooed out by Credence’s fierce gaze.
Credence had always been a formidable man. He didn’t want other people to see just how weak he was at that moment.
However, after a few minutes, Jonathan slipped back in.
He looked helplessly at Credence, who had ignored his doctor’s warnings. Jonathan returned with a wheelchair. He rolled it towards Credence and said cautiously, “Credence, you must be exhausted from standing for so long. Can you sit down? Da*n, even I feel tired watching you hold on to your body like this! The side effects of the drug are terrible. It can turn even the toughest of men into limp noodles… For real, if you don’t listen to a doctor, you will definitely regret it! I’ve told you everything, why won’t you listen? I’m getting f*cking annoyed as hell too, okay?”
“What the f*ck are you annoyed about?!”
Credence sat on the wheelchair Jonathan brought in, but didn’t appreciate his nagging. He looked domineering and energetic, “You’ve followed me and witnessed the entire process of a woman giving birth. Now that you’ve experienced it, you will be able to take better care of your wife and make her feel more comfortable from now on! So, you should be thanking me instead of annoying me like this!”
After listening to Credence’s shameless rant, Jonathan was shocked. He felt salty and wanted to curse at him, but he was unsure whether he should.
After taking some time to swallow his anger, he managed to force out a sentence, “Credence, does Dorothy know how shameless you really are?”
Credence smiled when he heard that. “My wife loves it when I behave this way! The worse I am, the more she loves me!”
What the f*ck, he was actually showing off their love right now. Couldn’t he consider Jonathan’s feelings?
Jonathan wanted nothing more than for everyone who loved showing off their love to just die!
Jonathan couldn’t continue listening to him, he was so angry that his blood vessels almost exploded. He turned around and stormed out of the ward.
When he reached the door, he still couldn’t ignore Credence’s physical condition. He turned his head and shouted, “Credence, come to my office right after you’re done accompanying your woman. Your attending doctor and I will be waiting for you. Hurry up! By the time your body’s recovered, Dorothy would have recovered too. When that time comes, you can do whatever you want. Why are you so anxious right now?”
However, the man inside didn’t seem to hear him at all. He rolled the wheelchair to the bed, slowly bent down, and stretched out his hands. He drew a beautiful arc in the air, and gently held Dorothy’s face. His eyes were filled with affection. “Honey, thank you!”
A simple “thank you” was enough to express his love for her.
Jonathan stood at the door. As he had very good hearing, he heard him very clearly. His eyes teared up.
Credence looked so insanely handsome as he thought highly of his wife.
He needed to have a chat with the attending doctor to find out more about his wife’s condition and of the baby’s. He would need to know when their conditions would improve so that he would ensure Credence would get enough rest.
Not long after Jonathan walked away, the female doctor changed into a clean white coat and entered the room. When she noticed that Dorothy was sleeping on the bed with an IV drip connected to her, she nodded with satisfaction. She then whispered to Credence about some issues regarding Dorothy’s body, and some advice on how to take care of her.
If a nurse were to provide proper care for Dorothy, then she would have a swift recovery.
The female doctor spoke slowly. Even though Credence didn’t understand some of the medical terms she used, he was able to remember most of it because of his incredible memory. He was still holding Dorothy’s face. He then said calmly, “Just use the best medication you have. The most important thing is that my wife shouldn’t be in pain.”
“Mr. Scott, with you around, your wife will have a swift recovery.” The female doctor smiled.
Credence didn’t make any comments. Once Dorothy’s face turned red, he slowly released his hands from her face. He pushed the wheelchair out of the ward.
Germaine needed to take care of Belle. Dorothy was lucky. Jonathan had pestered Minnie for an entire day before she reluctantly promised to take care of Dorothy.
Of course, Jonathan didn’t miss this opportunity to do some naughty things to Minnie.
Credence didn’t pay attention to such trivial matters.
So long as Dorothy was being taken care of, then it was good enough.
…
Dorothy slept for twelve whole hours. She woke up at 3p. m. the following day.
When she woke up, she found out that she couldn’t move at all. Because of the surgery, her body was badly weakened and needed to be hooked up to some tubes. There was even a urine catheter under her body. Any small movement she made was enough for her to feel immense pain throughout her body. It was both embarrassing and torturous to her.
She helplessly let out a bitter laugh. She felt terrible and awkward.
She looked so hideous and terrible earlier, and Credence saw all of it. Would he have nightmares when he slept?
Dorothy moved slowly. Minnie, who hadn’t slept the entire night, saw her moving. She walked over to her bed and lowered her head to look at Dorothy. She smiled politely and asked with a gentle voice, “Mrs. Scott, you’re awake. Do tell me if you need anything.”